Chapter 2517 Ninth
Leonel placed his foot down, feeling a bit odd. There was a rush of pressure, but as though his body was a mesh, it rippled right through, unable to press down on him.
He took a second step.
This time, Clarence's eyes widened. After they increased the difficulty yet again, this was Clarence's limit. But why was it that Leonel wasn't blown off like he was?
It had to be known that Clarence had Peak Impetus State Dream Force, much like Mo''Lexi. Even if Leonel was a talent, he should have left him far behind.
Clarence was correct. His Dream Force was stronger than Leonel's. Unfortunately...
Leonel was also a Dream Sovereign.
He took a third step.
Leonel felt a bit hesitant. Looking at the treasure above, it didn't seem so far away. He felt that he could leap to it immediately and it wouldn't even stop him. Nothing here could stop his steps. But, should he?
He didn't even know what he was getting himself into by coming here. Something had called him, true enough. But he didn't know what it was.
At the same time, he could feel that this Dream Pavilion was beyond him. The moment he stepped foot into it, he felt that it had secrets that could crush the Demon Race invaders with ease if it was given the chance to. You'll discover the inception of this content at n0v@lbin★
So why hadn't they?
It was that question that made Leonel come in. He felt that there should be a reason holding them back, maybe even a sheer inability to do so. So he felt that it was still a worthwhile risk even if his odds of survival had fallen from 70% to not even 30%.
But now, he was really playing with fire. What was up there?
He took a fourth step.
The only way to ignore the pressure was if you had far surpassed that or if...
Clarence's eyes widened, and tears began to fall down his cheeks. He wasn't crying because of sadness, and not out of happiness either. He was crying because of pure bitterness.
Leonel took the seventh step.
The voice had said that according to the rules, only someone with Life State Dream Force could be a Pavilion Head, but that was a new rule added recently.
In the past, there was no rule at all. The strongest Dream Force expert in the Pavilion would be the Pavilion Head, it was that simple.
However... there was a method of circumventing all of that.
One who wasn't necessarily the strongest could gain the blessing of the Pavilion by being just one particular thing....
A Dream Sovereign.
Clarence's tears spilled forth with even greater fervor. It was a joke, one big joke.
Leonel took the eighth step.
He never had to trigger the Challenge at all, but now they were finished. Fate was playing a cruel joke on him.
Had he known Leonel was a Dream Sovereign, he would have directly promoted him to Pavilion Head, they wouldn't have had to go through any of this at all.
But now it was too late. The Fates were spitting in his face, laughing at his incompetence. And now, he had pulled Leonel into this mess as well. Because the moment he took that final step, there would no longer be any hiding it. All of those bastards would know.
Leonel took the final step, and the world lost its color.
The treasure box vibrated and a pillar of light rose out from the temple.
A cascade of raining Force descended from the clouds, the entire Vast Bubble being enveloped in a whirlwind of blessings.
The lid of the treasure box shook and began to rise up, a flood of light blinding Leonel.