Dimensional Descent

"Who are you?" Aerin asked coldly, furiously pressing down his anxiety.

"I would tell you... but honestly I don't trust your brain to stay your brain," Leonel said with a laugh.

Aerin frowned. It had always been him gatekeeping information because he was worried about the Dream Force of others, when had it become the other way around?

Although there was a proponent of Force Manipulation level when it came to protecting one's mind, affinity was although a huge aspect. If one had a high enough Dream Force Affinity, even if the attacker was in the Creation State, there was a chance you could pick up on the manipulation ahead of time.

Aerin was only in the Impetus State with his Dream Force, but his affinity was so high that he felt confident in protecting himself against most people. He only really had to start worrying if the upper echelon of Demi-Gods started to get involved, but even then they would have to take a slow and winding path to deal with him.

"You don't have to worry too much about it. Doesn't the fact I'm exposing myself to you count for anything?"

Aerin hesitated. This man had saved him, and had come to him first. All the anxiety of what might be going on had been crushed down to a single point. At the very least, he could monitor this man by staying by his side.

"What do you want, then?" Aerin asked.

"It's simple really, just want your Dream Pavilion to follow my orders for a little bit."

"And if we don't?"

"Well, let's see," Leonel began raising up his fingers one by one, "first you'll be embroiled in war, your sacrifices will be used to enrich others, you'll likely end up helping another Mortal Race reach Demi-Godhood before yourselves, your lineage will be wiped out... need I go on?"

Leonel was threatening him with these matters, but rather that this would be

expect me

Silver Tablet appeared in

your Dream Pavilion on a whim and we wouldn't even have to have this

so wide it seemed that they could fall out

Wise Tablets, he had two. One was the Life Tablet, and the second was the Silver Tablet he had received from the Valiant

control over the Challenge Sequences, it

he would thoroughly

knew that the Nomads, and especially Patriarch Khafra, had hidden much of their strength. Unless

"You... how..."

was beating out of his chest and

were concentrated in the hands of the Gods that couldn't use them to their full potential. After all, to bring out the full strength of a Wise Tablet, you had to be a Wise Star Order, and only those naturally born with or descended from the Northern Star Lineage Factor

this person was human, but he didn't expect him to be a

put the Silver Tablet away

regain his breath and his beating

could threaten them here. But if there was a Life Tablet, Leonel wasn't exaggerating by saying that he could do it by force if he wanted to. By then, he would have carved out a

this said, it was still too difficult to trust Leonel,