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.

far fewer, because the odds that one could make the Penultimate Round

in the clear. Just looking around the city, one could feel

type of anxiety

working based not on an existential dread, but rather their desire to be rewarded by

also said that there was a small chance

anyone. Many believed that the treasures had

were others that thought that the Stele was just waiting, biding its time for someone worthy. There were a limited number of resources remaining, so its standards just kept increasing

there were those fighting for that last sliver of survival and

the former side, she was extremely relaxed

appeared before her and she vanished

her vision cleared, before her, there

blinking with surprise before

was only a matter

to fight, losing the first round

now, Thorne wasn't very moved because the victories of he and the other Council Members were just

there was a

bottom of the barrel. As

sword. He pulled a hand before his back, standing like a handsome prince. This wasn't a sign of disrespect, but rather the exact opposite. It was just that

bother to pull