Dimensional Descent

Leonel spent some time with his brothers before returning to the Lab Setting. He didn't establish a connection with the outside world because that could lead to some issues, which was why he had taken so long to break the news to them and also why he hadn't really been communicating with Aina either.

The Force Arts the Gathering of Kingdoms worked on were far beyond what level King had been on, and before his recent breakthrough, King had practically been a suffocating influence to Leonel.

So, it wasn't Leonel's place to make large deductions about how everything worked. For all he knew, if he projected his voice to the outside world, then it would register Anastasia's world as part of the Gathering of Kingdoms and try to take hold of it.

While the Segmented Cube was the greatest treasure ever created by the best Crafting Race to ever exist, the Gathering of Kingdoms was literally created by the God Beasts of Creation. They still couldn't be compared.

This was to say that there was no guarantee that the Gathering of Kingdoms Stele couldn't integrate Anastasia if it wanted to. So Leonel had to tiptoe around the topic, at least for now.

As for Aina, he wasn't worried about her in the slightest. He didn't need to watch her battles to know that she was absolutely crushing it.

And crushing it Aina was. She made it into the Penultimate round without even breaking a sweat. This was a round if 100 of your world's people made it into, your world would survive.

To go from such a large percentage of a population of tens of billions at worst, to just 100 to meet a quota, one could imagine just how difficult it was to make it to this stage.

Now, there was just this final hurdle between Aina and the final round.

The Penultimate Round was scored differently from the others.

Everyone would fight ten battles. This battle would be scored on how long it took to finish and then weighted against how well your opponent did against others.

fewer, because the odds that one could make the Penultimate Round and not have a world strong enough to

didn't mean that they were all in the clear. Just looking around the city, one could feel a sense of anxiety

for the majority, there was a different type of anxiety taking hold, one that read much more like

threshold. Many were working based not on an existential dread, but rather their desire

there was a small chance of

while since the Gathering of Kingdoms Stele rewarded anyone. Many believed that the treasures had run out and without the God

just waiting, biding its time for someone worthy. There were a limited number

those fighting for that last sliver of

been on the former side, she

her

her vision cleared, before her, there was

surprise before he smiled. He shook

left, it was only a matter of time before Aina

she would have ten chances to fight, losing the first round and potentially ending up heavily injured

the

was

from the very beginning, while Aina's had been near the bottom of the barrel. As the rest of the competition was weeded

back, standing like a handsome prince. This wasn't a sign of disrespect, but rather the exact opposite. It

bother to pull out her battle