Dimensional Descent

People would likely call Leonel ridiculous if they knew what he was thinking. But this was what he felt from the bottom of his heart.

The Sea Gods weren't as imposing, and their blood certainly wasn't as potent, but the feeling and momentum they gave him was similar to a miniature Pluto Race.

It wasn't just because they shared the same blue-tinted skin, but it was something deeper.

Even though they were just standing there and talking, their presences alone exuded a great deal of might. Leonel could hear their heartbeats synchronizing like waves, the thrumming enough to make a Third Dimensional existence's eardrums burst.

'They didn't send their powerhouses, but it honestly doesn't seem like they need to. This sort of status quo had remained for a long while. I wonder why the Sea Gods haven't just ended it. The humans almost certainly have something that's making them hesitant. Either that or they're trying to bait out something else.'

Now Leonel was wondering how to get in.

Right now, the land was in an odd situation.

At the center of the several armies there was a city. The trouble was that the city took up practically a tenth the size of the entire planet. It was absolutely huge.

'Well, it takes up ten percent now...'

Usually a capital city of a Domain would take up an entire planet, if not an entire solar system or network of planets. It wasn't normal for one to be so... reserved.

been forced to retreat

news was that the city walls were tall, and the protective Force Arts were excellent by the metrics that Leonel had seen of this world at least, but that was pretty much where all the

turning the city into an island. The ground that did remain was sloshy and waterlogged, but there were already large segments that had flowing quasi-rivers

would be bad even if the water was fresh. After all, there was only so much water

it was even worse that all this

pumping this water in from,

second issue was that just because the Sea Gods weren't attacking, didn't mean that they weren't pressuring the humans in some way. There was only so long food could last, only so long unrest could be suppressed, only so long before

Both figuratively and literally.

begin to sink at some point or another. The foundation it was built upon wasn't

to protect it somehow, succeeding in something that it wasn't designed to do in the first place, who was to say that the water level wouldn't just

What would the citizens feel like they were entirely submerged in water? What

their spirits. They didn't seem to just want to kill

of this was that security was lax, almost

Ancient Battlefield, and yet here he had managed to slink his way all the way to the capital without

Gods almost wanted humans to be able to sneak back to

all at once? Or was it

distance, the salty waters lapping at its trunk. He closed his eyes for a moment,