Dimensional Descent

Chapter 2995 Sinister

Leonel was immediately taken off guard. This was obviously not something that he had planned, and as he watched the scene unfold, his eyes couldn't help but narrow.

The shattering of the barrier between the God Realm and Demi-God Realms could be seen as both a good thing… or an absolutely terrible thing.

The good news was that he could already sense the laws of the Gods encroaching. He could sense the Forces clearer, he could feel himself improving with much greater speed, he could even feel that the suppression on Drake had already loosened considerably and would only continue to do so as time continued to pass.

In addition to this, the plan of the Owlans and the others could be cut short. That was because they no longer had to power up for the sake of cracking the barrier, because the barrier was already cracked. As such, their preparations until now were more than good enough to get a handle on the situation and move their worlds up. It could be said that the ones to benefit the greatest from this was them and their alliance… at least on the surface.

As for the issues… there were too many to count.

If there was no longer a barrier between the worlds, then Leonel's plan to use the Owlans and the others as his backdrop had to be thrown into the trash.

Initially, Leonel wanted to distract the God Realm with the rise of the Owlans and the Fallen God Beasts. That was because their existences wouldn't be casually accepted on the God Realm.

The Gods were obsessed with holding onto power, and they were especially stingy with how they chose to do things. Just the fact that the edict had appeared before Drake said everything that needed to be said.

at the very least, to set their affairs in order and prepare to ascend. But because Drake had formed an Idol from the very onset, the God Realm lacked patience at all to let him do anything. As such, they basically ordered him to come within the next few days. Though, of course, Leonel

arms about Drake, it could be imagined

a distraction for a small time,

Race that Leonel had offended. On his wrists right this moment, there was not just one Sylvan heart, but

was still just one issue. Leonel had already thought of methods he might be able to use to combat this. He still had the Barbarians

to the God Realms,

if the Demi-Gods had yet to suffer from these cullings, it was only a matter of time before their backs were

themselves to be all-powerful, so they didn't consider such things too greatly. However, they

there were so many underground plots brewing at the same time. Existence had been a powder keg ready to explode for a long time

token, no

Gods thought that this status quo would

that moment, a flash sparked through Leonel's

the

certainly others that could see it as well, and if there were others that could see it, but they weren't pushing