Dimensional Descent

"What happened?" Leonel asked, standing in the skies and looking toward the horizon.

"Odd movements related to Dwarven Race. There was a report that someone intercepted a prince."

"Got it."

Leonel took a step, prepared to leave the Bubble.

There was a reason that he had asked Anastasia to pay attention to the Dwarven Race. He had several ideas about how this might go, and it seemed that he was correct.

The truth of the matter was that the Aeritha Bubble, the home of the Dwarven Race, was one on Somnus' list. In fact, it was the exact same Bubble that Leonel planned to target after he left here because it had a Dream Pavilion. The use of conquering a world with one, or at the very least having it as a chess piece, couldn't be understated.

So, from the very beginning, Leonel had been paying attention to such things.

But what was more interesting than that was how strategic the location of the Aeritha Bubble was. It was positioned in such a way that it was a choke point between the Ma'at and Kairo Bubbles, and it was an unmistakably important location as a result of it.

Most tended to ignore it, but the reality was that it was the perfect springboard to attack either one of these Bubbles, and as a result, it was undeniably important and couldn't be ignored for these very reasons.

However, even this was just surface-level analysis. Anyone could think of this, and Leonel knew even without exposing himself to the reality of it that there was no way that whoever was playing around in the background would take such a simple approach to what was happening here.

thought a level

everything that had happened at the Gathering of

course, there was Leonel's embarrassment on one hand, but no one cared much that the Demi-Gods had won; that just seemed natural. What was more important to the common man was the fact that a Spiritual and a Sparrow had come together to claim third place. It was these sorts of underdog

then what happened after it

took all the credit for it, and aside

Moonstone Lord were trying to use this matter as a

Existence was very... precarious to say the least. You couldn't just evolve your Race because you felt like it, and it

another Demi-God Race to appear? Wouldn't that just add more competition for resources that they

that, the more Demi-God Races there were, the more likely it was that the culling, which was an event that only the Mortal Races had to suffer, would soon become a matter that the

down, and the closer they got to that inevitable end, the more drastic the measures taken

one day the Gods might decide that their

roundabout and clever with how they moved forward in their attempt to become Demi-Gods. They couldn't make it too obvious that this was

and ridiculous, but that was because it was. When everyone had pros and cons to weigh, especially when Gods and Demi-Gods couldn't just casually descend to lower worlds, all of these

was where the Dwarven Race came into

important piece of the Dwarven Race. His talent in Crafting was exceptional, and he

Demi-Godhood, the

to remain ahead of the curve... Aerin was their hope to