Dimensional Descent

Existence seemed to be set ablaze. If there were any existences that they hated with an absolute passion, the first was likely to be the Variant Invalids, and it was then a race for second between the Fawkes and the remnants of the God Beasts of Creation and Destruction.

It could be said, then, that the humans firmly occupied two of those top three spots, a great irony for a supposedly weak Race. And yet, no one knew who this young man was... or so they thought until a great deal of information began to be disseminated in full force.

The abilities of these monstrous Dream Force experts could only be said to be frightening. If Leonel had the abilities to ignore space, transporting his mind across countless light years to appear in a location where his name had been mentioned, then these existences could ignore even time itself.

It was a matter of great ease for them to watch all of Leonel's deeds as though it was nothing more than a snap of the finger.

Going through the past, combing through the locations he had made his imprint, and watching them all again as though they had been spectators nearby all the while came as easily to them as flipping over a hand. And when the target was an existence that would normally never even appear on their radar, it was even more shockingly easy than normal.

That was when they began to piece together things that no existence otherwise could have, things that Leonel had hidden so perfectly all along, shocking matters that left them furrowing their brows.

But what was most shocking to these existences was that there were actually some things that they couldn't see. Anything related to Anastasia seemed to be wiped clean.

Anastasia was a World Spirit of a true God Realm, and she had been created by the hands of the Minerva. While she might have her faults and flaws, she was still an existence that couldn't be underestimated. If any one of them entered her world, then even these shocking existences could only bow their heads.

If this was all, maybe it would still be acceptable, but it felt that after Leonel got the Life Tablet, they were looking at his life through a peephole. There were some things that were out of their range to see, and things beyond the foreground that felt obscured.

also precisely because of this that the time Leonel spent without the Life Tablet

Owlans, they realized the gravity

how Leonel had managed to get the Life Tablet back because it was too tied

found Leonel's ties with the Dwarven Race, then beyond that his ties with the

with the Sea God Incomplete World and felt even more shock when they realized that it was no longer

happened. But what they did know was that Leonel's battle prowess had taken an enormous leap forward the

too

all things that they felt the youngsters of their Race could do as well, but they had been born to a God Race, and if what they knew about Leonel was

30. Didn't that mean that he was functionally not even 10 years old? If they put that into context, it was even more difficult to accept. Though, to be fair, they had no

Plus, which of their youths hadn't also experienced time

more they learned, the more unacceptable they felt that it was, especially

they had completely disregarded this matter. Why would they care about the grudges of

clear that the situation was much different

that specialized in Dream Force any longer, all of them had at least one behemoth capable of scrolling