Dimensional Descent

"Another bought it."

The voice was a bit gloomy, but it was difficult for it not to be in the situation. They already didn't have much room to maneuver and had been preparing for so long, but now there was another obstacle in their path.

"Who?"

"Don't ask stupid questions. You know we can't see that."

If Leonel was here, he would lament that he was right too often. Sometimes, it was nice to be wrong, especially in a situation like this one. But it seemed that he wouldn't be so lucky.

Both speakers were members of the Demi-God Barbarian Race, and both of them were Ninth Dimensional monsters with presences that could have caused the surrounding air to tremble.

Luckily for Leonel, the surrounding air was only reacting so fiercely because they were two Demi-Gods standing in a Mortal Realm. In fact, they were in the very same desert world that Aina and Leonel had just walked through.

Unluckily for Leonel, this didn't change the fact both were obscenely powerful.

"You already know that this transaction is locked on both sides. Maybe only the top three Dream Pavilions could take a look at who it was, but if we could ask them for help, would we be in this situation?"

The shorter Barbarian leapt up and slapped the much taller on the back of the head, feeling irritated.

The bigger Barbarian didn't even fight back, seemingly used to this sort of treatment.

"There's no other choice than to just move forward with the original plan. We have a few years' advantage. It'll be hard for any outsiders to get a leg up on us."

had found this world before it was even listed on the Dream Pavilion exchange. However, when they noticed

Unfortunately, it wasn't.

now there was a third. There was no telling if

a bit. The situation on the other side is becoming murky,

two solemnly looked ahead, realizing

had said that Incomplete Worlds couldn't birth Demi-God or God Races. He had also said that

Apex and his Master were

only the highest echelon of the Barbarian Race

Talon. We don't have time

was a place that was difficult to describe. On the one hand, this was because the title of "void" was enough to encapsulate everything, but on

into the void for the first time, Leonel felt this cognitive dissonance quite

up or down, there were no objects or things in the

was like staring into the maw of a Void Beast, and yet this felt

a place like this. At least Anarchic Force was something. It had a purpose and

The world didn't necessitate the existence of Something and it was just fine with wiping everything out and leaving nothing more than

that the root of the existential

his side for more than one reason. The feeling of her hand in his seemed to be the only anchor he

bring him any solace when there was no air to

a good sign. At the very least, this barrier was "something", it was tangible, and it wasn't the void. This meant the Incomplete World they were aiming for should be on the

to withstand the ire of the