Dimensional Descent

Rosellia and Seaward had difficulty rebutting Cherie's words. This was something the two ahd, obviously, been quite aware of. But they were simply unwilling, and what made it all worse was that this had been caused by their greed.

Had they not attacked Earth back then, with how much the Ascension Empire had on their plate, how could they have time to deal with a scuffle between two Sixth Dimensional families? Had they not been on Earth's radar, they could have used this moment to make a final push into Midas and Radix territory, swallowing them up and secretly taking advantage of commotion to retreat in secret to digest their gains.

But now it was difficult even to make that argument. They were stuck between a rock and a hard place. They could either sit back and hope that Earth would forget their transgressions and not deal with them even after resolving their issues in the future, or they could rush forward with this and inevitably pop back up on their radar.

Either way, their fates didn't seem to be in their own hands.

"Then we'll just have to accept the offer," Rosellia eventually said coldly.

When this was said, even Cherie hesitated, not saying anything immediately. Her kind features seemed marred by worry. If this sort of choice was made, there truly was no going back. Those people seemed to be very interested in their inheritance, but if their proposal was accepted, then they would have very little control of where things went from here.

Ultimately, there were two predictable roads between them and one wild card. If they sat back and did nothing, they would either eventually be destroyed in the future, or they would continue to wallow in mediocrity. If they attacked, they would offend the Ascension Empire and hasten themselves toward death. If they accepted this proposal… any of those things could also happen, but there was also a small chance that they could break out of their cocoon and bloom.

It was clear what kind of philosophy the Florer family usually had. Since they had dared to attack Earth back then even while knowing the kind of sticky situation they might get themselves into. However, even so, they were used to doing risk assessments as well.

Back then, Earth was still a fledgling world and they seemed vulnerable. But now, they had already grown into a behemoth in comparison to them.

At the same time, if those people dared to do as they said, then it was likely that they were another behemoth, one that their family also couldn't afford to offend.

The question was, should they make a deal with the devil to escape a demon?

Cherie couldn't make this decision. Back then she hadn't stopped the family from attacking Earth because she too understood the concept that if one wasn't moving forward, they were moving backward. If everyone around you was improving while you, yourself, was stagnant, it really was no different from moving in the reverse direction.

As a family that had survived many centuries to make it to this point, even conquering a galaxy to themselves, they couldn't afford to take a step back, especially since so many were eyeing Earth's territory right now.

Worse come to worst, they would just allow their World Spirit to dissipate and become true citizens of Earth. But if they were ostracized and their territory was taken over first before they could do even that, then what chance did they stand?

The three head elders looked toward one another and fell into silence. It seemed that they had made their choice. They didn't need to say anything to understand one another's conclusions.

However, before they could take any further steps, a commotion broke out.

…

As Leonel walked, he had to admit that the feeling of moist, soft grass beneath his bare feet felt almost too good. The Florer family territory was indeed a beautiful one, exotic plants of all sorts bloomed in the surroundings, filling the air with an earthy and delicate fragrance that soothed the soul, it even somewhat reminded Leonel of the scent of rain, but it was perpetual.

He didn't waste any time and had come directly to their main planet, he truly didn't believe that anyone here could stop him. Even up until this point, he hadn't felt it necessary to take his hands out of his pockets and he was enjoying the scenery more than anything.

The shouts of warriors and alarms began to blare, ruining the ambience somewhat. However, every time they exposed their position, another swirling mass of Emulation Spatial Force would shoot through the air, impaling them all.

The Florer family members were simply too weak. Leonel was already able to kill one of their strongest warriors and geniuses back when he was in the Fifth Dimension. Now that he was in Tier 3 of the Sixth Dimension, what chance did they stand now?

In what felt like just a few minutes, Leonel had already made it to the main gates of their estate.

The entirety of Planet Florer was covered in foliage and plant-life, even the water sources were covered in plants of all kinds, making it look like a planet of green from above.

Their main estate was really no different at all, it was hard to tell if it was a real fortress at all because even its sturdy constructions were covered in plant life.

BOOM!

A rush of Spatial Force came out from Leonel like the swing of a hammer. In just a single strike, the tall gates deformed, a dent that was over 20 meters across and over five meters deep appearing right at its very center.

Leonel raised an eyebrow. 'It survived that? … It's actually repairing itself too…'

Leonel was a bit reluctant to use Fire Force in such a beautiful place, but that didn't mean he wouldn't if it came to it. For now, though… It didn't feel necessary.

Leonel's gaze flashed.

BOOM!

The gates flung open with such force that they were ripped off their hinges.