Dimensional Descent

The Mortal Realms were thrown into complete chaos. The appearance of so many Invalids after such a long dormancy caught almost them all off guard...

With the exception of a few.

The Human Bubble. The Ma'at Bubble. And a certain Dwarven Bubble.

By extension, the Bubble of the Moonstones were also alerted. It wasn't exactly what Leonel wanted, but there were also some objective sacrifices he had to make if he truly wanted to align with the Spirituals.

In the end, all four Bubbles were protected by formations the moment they received Leonel's signal, wasting away their generations of Dream Pavilion points for this single moment, and precisely because they knew that there wasn't another choice to be made.

However, that didn't stop them from feeling shock and awe about the accuracy of Leonel's prediction. In the end, things had really ended up like this.

...

Lady Emberheart looked out, a solemn air pinched between her furrowed brows. Her husband was by her side, wearing a very similar expression. They could feel the bombardment of the formation that covered their world, and it left them feeling suffocated.

At this rate, the formation would only hold up for a few more months at most. In fact, they'd be lucky to get more than two.

There were simply too many Invalids, and they were led by exceptionally powerful Variant Invalids that struck fear into their own hearts as well.

If even a single one of those Variant Invalids made their way in, they'd have no choice but to call out the Ancestors.

no guarantee of winning. Even from

came to that,

a thing be resolved by a single young

Spirituals to break free of their shackles with them, it had

now, they could only stand helplessly. Hoping that Leonel's predictive skills were just as good

...

Race stood with impressions that were just as solemn as the Emberheart couple. The Dwarven Race had hidden for so long, but they had never expected to suddenly stumble

walked in with a stormy momentum.

and looked quite like one as well, her wings flapping delicately as she walked through

larger than that, especially when

feet long, nearly double her

in this world. The halberd was made for her, and she

Lumielle were taken aback by the sudden appearance of their granddaughter. When they sensed her murderous

minds to

Creation State.

actually succeeded. An Eighth Dimensional existence with a Creation State

have been acceptable if she was a Demi-God genius, but she wasn't. She was born to the weakest of the Mortal Races aside from the Human Race themselves. And even then, the Dwarven Race had by far the weakest history of the Races. At the very least, the Humans had once been monsters feared by even some

unprecedented, and they could only smile even

for the Forgetful Orb, it would have taken Lumielle several more decades to reach this stage,

now she

couple didn't get a chance to explain before their granddaughter