Dimensional Descent

Leonel and Aina appeared in the Dream Pavilion. Compared to the rest of the world, this place was still one of absolute peace. Those that could have caused trouble here had long since fled with their tails between their legs, they thought that there was really no point in staying behind as there would only be death waiting for them.

Leonel doubted they'd have the balls to come back for years, and that was only if one of them had a particularly potent daredevil side to them. For all they knew, the Pavilion had already been taken over by another Race and they just couldn't be bothered to deal with the humans below. In fact, now that he thought about it, they probably assumed that the Gathering of Kingdoms was precisely that method to "deal with them".

The Human Race had been immune to the Gathering of Kingdoms since its inception. Considering how far they had fallen from grace, there likely weren't even legends or folktales remaining.

Plus, even if they did come back, this was Leonel's domain. He could crush even the Sun Demon Emperor if he was stupid enough to step into this place.

Leonel led Aina by the hand into the very same Pavilion he had taken the Life Tablet from. Soon, they had entered a familiar world of white with a glass counter that extended toward both sides into infinity. This time, however, there was no honey trap-there wasn't even a person on the other side.

With a wave of the hand, a long list of materials appeared and a ranking appeared above.

[Vast Dream Pavilion] [Rank: 101] [Prestige: 0.1]

Leonel smirked.

The Prestige ranking was a multiplier that ranged from 0.0 to 1.0 most often. Though, there were some that could go above 1.0 and some that were in the negatives.

existed with the inception of the Dream Pavilions, instead it was one of those convoluted rules

no barriers on what you could buy. Gathering Contribution Points was difficult enough, so if you had enough to gather an obscene amount of resources, then it was your prerogative to spend it on whatever

on their past glory to solidify their positions, and as

there were three divisions. Mortal, Demi-God and God. These separated treasures

to have a Prestige of 0.4 at the very least, and

rules. As Leonel had said many times, these Dream Force experts loved to drip their rules in complexities as though everyone would

just

the formula was

Prestige was, the greater the chance you had of your "access" shooting to the skies, and the lower your Prestige was, the

was the rest of the

how long it had been since said Contribution Points were earned. It took an average of

success, half of their points were still earned countless generations ago, causing the graph at 0.1 to not even look like it was moving

wasn't the only thing plugged into the formula. The list was so long and convoluted that Leonel couldn't be bothered to go through them all, but there were even things like number of disciples, how talented said

of the Vast Dream Pavilion to be by far the