Dimensional Descent

The imposing aura Leonel was releasing was resonating and suffocating. Even from such a far-off distance, Annalysia could feel it with impossible clarity.

He realized that no matter how young they were, underestimating a Creation State Dream Master was a fool's errand.

When she had received the information from Wise Sea Order, she had thought that it was a joke. The implication was absolutely ridiculous, and even going back to review the footage of the Gathering of Minds, she still had no idea how Leonel had managed to pull it off.

What it also proved to her was that Leonel wasn't nearly as impulsive as he had made himself seem. In fact, it was almost too obvious that his recklessness was just a persona he used to lower the guards of others.

He had been forced to defend the Vast Dream Pavilion or else the Human Race would lose its last line of protection, and this proved to be fruitful as it was only because of the Dream Pavilion that the last Human Bubble was currently under heavy protection.

But had he not been forced into the spotlight like this... what would have happened? How would he have grown? Would any of them even be able to react by the time he could already stand tall on his own?

No... that was the wrong way to think about it because he was already standing tall.

Wasn't that exactly what he was doing here?

A Creation State Force... at not even 30 years old...

There were no more than five such individuals that she knew of who could accomplish such a thing, and every one of them was a Demi-God. Such existences didn't have the right to appear in Mortal Races. As for those above the Demi-God Races, Annalysia simply didn't have the right to know.

"Then how about we let cooler minds prevail?" Annalysia said after a long while. The edge to her voice wasn't completely gone, but the two Barbarian Race men were taken aback that she had actually taken the initiative to yield slightly.

Leonel sneered inwardly, but a smile still surfaced on his face.

course, what I would prefer as well. There's

return the Incomplete World and my husband to

impossible. However," Leonel continued before Annalysia's temper could flare up once again, "that doesn't mean that I

"... How?"

help out their Race when he was so weak, but she refrained... because

she couldn't explain. Who was to say that he

"Aren't I better than any 'Wise

tell them that he, too, had become a Wise Sea Order. His status as

a Wise

and follow all of our orders?" Annalysia

that they could maintain perfect control over her. While on the other hand, because

variables, it would be

how could Leonel be willing to be under their control? Even if he did, that would only make them even

more. I can even find you a second Incomplete World and reconstruct

that Leonel gained. Between his Creation State Dream Force and the Life Tablet, scanning large areas and

enter the God Realms to find someone better at finding Incomplete Worlds

course, telling Annalysia this was

one he was

the capital

Why would we go