Dimensional Descent

Chapter 2963 True Peace

Lady Emberheart was having a hard time calming the harsh beating of her heart. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't seem to take her eyes off the pair of footprints as though they were being seared into her ground as well as her thoughts.

Somehow, even without laying eyes on him, she knew exactly who had been here. But if she was correct, this was terrible. Worse than she could even imagine.

It was clear that the two Ancestors by her side had realized the same thing, and seemed to only now understand just how close to death they had been.

The killing intent permeating through the air was suffocating. Maybe under usual circumstances, they might be able to approach at least 100 meters. But now, even double that was difficult.

It was like they were teetering on the edge of a blade, and they had been let off in the face of a storm. They had just been one thought away from their peaceful lives being destroyed down to the very last of them.

If Leonel had come here, there was only one explanation: he had either defeated or maybe even killed a God.

Willowyn alone had been able to solve their predicament. That was why there were no Invalids in this region, or any Spiritual Bubble for that matter.

What did it mean for Leonel to be able to defeat her?

Now, they found themselves standing on pins and needles... just wondering when the other foot was going to drop.

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the Spirituals before he could even start on

end, he took

were probably the largest stain on his life. He had taken actions that his father would look down in

say that he had fixed those errors, what he could say was that he now had the confidence to never take

more in tune with his Dream Force Path now, more than

of Dream Force wasn't fighting against his nature at all... it was not only the man he wanted to be, but

looking at it too simply. It wasn't just that his arrogance and overall furious temper was a product of his future self, but rather everything that his future self had

so powerful, he had lost his father, his mother, his wife, his brothers,

at all to gain from it was precisely the only thing that

endless rage would only push him further toward that path. It would have brought him right back to that pathetic state, forever entangled with what he had lost in the past, but

alive, his brothers were still here, his wife was by his

embrace that now... in the future it would be too late

Bubble and basked in their warmth and happiness even though he was feeling the

he had completely let

he likewise left a weight on his shoulders. He felt calmer than he ever had, and he couldn't help but recall that state of tranquility he

free of the Demoness' hold, and his soul, which had been entrenched in rivers of blood, broke free from

through and enter the Peak Creation State, he felt that its foundation had grown both denser and wider. It thickened and he felt that it stretched further than it

fingers to glide

could feel true