Dimensional Descent

'The only path forward seems to be to take drastic measures,' Leonel thought to himself.

Right now, he still couldn't reveal that he had the Life Tablet. He also couldn't reveal that he had the Silver Tablet or else that would cause problems of its own.

The former he couldn't reveal because doing so would be as good as admitting that he had triggered a war Gods were involved in.

The latter he couldn't reveal for much the same reason. According to the world, it was the Wise Tablet of the Cloud Race, and they were currently facing assaults from all sides because of it.

Did he feel bad about using the same trick twice?

Absolutely not.

If it wasn't broken, why bother to fix it?

But that did put him in a bit of a bind.

The first thought he had was to raise the Dream Pavilion to the top 100. If he did so, then all this nonsense would be irrelevant because the ratios and formula would begin to tilt to his side. By then, he could finally use the large swaths of contribution points he had to exchange for another large-scale protective formation.

That way, the Human Race could hunker down and be safe for at least a short while.

Unfortunately, this idea had its problems.

one, trading for such a barrier would almost certainly drain the rest of the Contribution Points that the Vast

worth it to trade their quick pace of progression for security that

wasn't even the

of

problems all around, and it was difficult for even Leonel to wrap his head around

Leonel was feeling right now. Instead, he felt

lay opportunity. The trouble was how much he should try to take advantage

him a convenient platform. If he wanted one, he would have to

gaze flickered before he took a step

...

before

Leonel shook his

sound like it's

the audacity

but

is it?" Leonel

it at a lower Dimension. My Ability Index is weaker, so I can't see