Dimensional Descent

Leonel could see everything reflected in his mind. Ever since he reached this calm state of tranquility, while his Dream Force didn’t improve, it felt like its effectiveness had reached a new level entirely. The entire world was his oyster and fit into the very palm of his hands. Nothing could stop him.

But it was precisely because of this that he was overwhelmed at first. He didn’t quite know where to start. He felt a calmness now that he had never had in his life before, but he also knew that his situation hadn’t changed much. He, the Human Race, and his wife were all now in a situation of life and death, and if he didn’t handle this right, they would all be wiped out.

He had been lucky enough that no one had gone back to target the Human Bubble, but that was also because he was causing too much trouble on his own in these front lines. Now, the question was how to keep his foot on the pedal in this situation… or did he even need to do anything at all?

More Gods were descending from the God Realm, the Owlans had brought out their real guns, the Beastman Race seemed to still be trying to pull one over on the Invalids, but they seemed to have also suffered quite a deal of losses as a result of their greed.

It was all difficult to fathom in a single spurt.

When he did see it all though, Leonel almost couldn’t help but laugh.

Wasn’t he too good at sowing chaos? All he had done was pull a few tricks here and there, but the world looked like it was about to crumble.

However, he also knew that he couldn’t take full credit for this. After all, this powder keg had been ready to blow for who knew how long?

“There’s only one player in this arena who still hasn’t made themselves known… Aren’t you all a little too comfortable?”

A sneer spread across Leonel’s face.

“Wife, how would you feel about getting some revenge-“

SHIIIING!

Leonel had hardly finished speaking when a two-meter-long battle ax appeared in Aina’s hand. Her eyes blazed and she looked around as though fiendishly searching for the target Leonel was speaking about.

Leonel was speechless for a moment before he erupted into another fit of laughter. He took his wife’s hand and took a step.

Hours later, when they appeared once more, they were standing above a world made almost entirely of rock. There were some rivers that moved here and there, but the vast majority of the region was wreathed in rocky constructions. Tall mountains, jagged valleys, dried-up waterbeds…

And yet, it didn’t feel like a land of death at all. Instead, there was an odd harmony to it all.

“There’s… only one kind of Force here… No… it’s multiple kinds, but just of a single path. Earth.”

Leonel’s gaze flickered.

This world was exceptionally well hidden. If not for his current capabilities, and the fact he knew that these worlds were all acting in a formation together, he would have never been able to find it.

It was only after stepping foot into it, though, that he understood just why that was.

This was the highest application of Earth Force that Leonel had ever seen.

He knew that Earth Force was an anchor for Forces. Without Earth Force, worlds would be barren of Force and all the energy in the world would be evenly distributed across the cosmos. While this sounded great, in practice it was a nightmare.

There was so much more empty space than there was land in the cosmos. If all the Forces in the world were suddenly evenly distributed, then it would make using Force countless times more difficult.

Ironically, this world was using precisely that principle to stay hidden. It was using Earth Force as a reverse anchor, distributing the Force that should have been part of it into the surroundings and making the world itself give off a signature a lot more like empty space than a real world.

And at the same time, the high concentration of Earth Force in this region was likewise perfect for the creatures that called this place home.

The Celestial Terras.

Leonel couldn’t help but be impressed. If the cities of the Owlans had impressed him before because of their almost feng shui-like use of Natural Force Arts with their buildings, this was on another level entirely.

In fact, it could be said that Leonel hadn’t personally found this world at all. It was just that after his Dream Force improved, he was able to personally analyze the formation of worlds and realized there was an empty spot where there otherwise should have been a node.

As such, he deduced that there had to be a hidden world in precisely this location, and since the Celestial Terras were the only Race he hadn’t managed to find just yet, he concluded that this could only be their world.

And he was correct.

Maybe too correct.

Because the moment he appeared, the entire world began to rumble and quake. Locations that Leonel could have sworn had only been mountains before rose up and became creatures so large that their blinks could kick up hurricanes.

It was the first time that Leonel had ever seen such a thing, and it truly shocked him to his core.

However, he couldn’t help but grin.

“See that, wife? Don’t say that I’ve never done anything for you.”

Leonel gave her a pat on the butt as though encouraging a player onto the field.

Aina rolled her eyes speechlessly, but when she made eye contact with all these powerful sparring partners, her eyes couldn’t help but light up like lanterns.

Her fighting intent blazed and she suddenly raised her battle ax high into the air.

Leonel chuckled and almost casually took out a bow to play with. If he was alone, he wouldn’t dare to come here.

But now… things were different.