Dimensional Descent

Leonel appeared high in the skies, a platform of Emulation Spatial Force subtly flickering beneath his feet.

"Oh?"

Leonel had thought about who it might be, but he didn't think that it would actually be members of the Nomad Race.

Their Ethereal Glabellas shimmered on their foreheads and their extra hands danced with weapons or twisted into special seals as though they were casting spells.

Leonel had already expected for this to happen.

After the Gathering of Kingdoms ended, Existence would enter a frenzied state. It was less accurate to say that they were being personally targeted, and much more accurate to say that these people were desperate and looking for any rope they could hold onto to pull them to shore.

The goal of these people was quite obvious. They were trying to pre-emptively find a world to save themselves. Soon, they would all be destroyed. The only chance they had to survive was to find a world that had managed to survive the culling.

It could be said that this Gathering of Kingdoms had not just one layer, but two of cruelness. Not only was there the morality of doing such a culling to begin with, but then there was the inevitable carnage that would follow suit.

Even if you managed to survive by the skin of your teeth, you'd find yourself assaulted from all sides by worlds who didn't make the cut, and among them, there just might be worlds stronger than your own that just happened to get a little unlucky.

This was obviously tacitly approved by those overlords overlooking this matter. The culling alone wasn't enough, the death and carnage that followed were what they were really looking for.

it could be said that these people were both lucky

were lucky in the fact that they had one, stumbled upon a world that had survived the culling and was extraordinarily weak, and two, this world also happened to have both Leonel and Aina, two people many wanted to know the location of. There was no doubt that this information was

and could sense with great immediacy exactly where a breach

survive the

took action at the same time. There were only a few dozen Nomads who had appeared, and the strongest among them was only of the Eighth Dimension. Clearly, their job was to find the worlds in the first place,

Even though most of the world would know that a breach had happened, finding exactly where should have been a nightmare. By the time they did, there would already be a flood of their fellow people

survived the culling. They could tell because the Gathering Stele was still hanging high up in the skies, whereas it had long since disappeared in their

Aina. He didn't recognize Leonel, but when he saw Aina, his

"You..."

and

group of Nomads was shredded to pieces without even the chance

Aina then flipped a palm. He tossed it forward and the crack

was first captured into the Three

scale to work, it had to take into account the terrain, which was why Leonel was able to piece it together by

that the Inbetween Worlds around this region were intimately familiar to him even after the

that could not only heal these cracks but also form a gateway to

they hadn't come back in a while, their first thought would begin to investigate this region. Quite quickly, they would realize that this was a world worth coming

for their

"Aina," Leonel said lightly.