The Nomad's eyes opened wide. He didn't expect such a thing to happen, and he definitely didn't expect that if it should that the culprit would be Leonel of all people.
In truth, he had thought that the humans had come in with some huge trump card. They had moved quite a bit to deal with them. These runes floating before his forehead weren't even the start of it. In reality, the games had begun even before Leonel activated it all.
They had wasted a great deal of Contribution Points on a treasure that could allow them to avoid random teleportation. As a result, they had all appeared in the same mountain range.
Clarence had ended up being quite unlucky as a result. He didn't lose his life at the hands of just a single Nomad, but rather over a dozen of them.
Eventually, they had chosen to spread out after their leader helped each one of them catch a Tier Five to bolster their strengths immediately, thus solidifying their advantage.
Their task now was to each claim a Tier Six while their leader went off to fight a Tier Seven. Then, they would regroup using a similar method to what they used previously and steam roll the competition. Witness the birth of this content, streaming forth from n0v!lbin★
Everything was going smoothly, and though he seemed to be at a disadvantage now, that was already to be expected. He was just about ready to launch his counter attack...
And then Leonel appeared.
In truth, they had originally entered just for the Contribution Points. It was a large amount and they wanted them. So long as they were at least second place, they would recoup their bet and then some.
However, when Leonel appeared, that focus had shifted, but not as much as one might think.
They knew that wielding the Life Tablet was beyond them and their main goal was still pretty much the same. According to their leader, they were only to deal with Leonel if the opportunity presented itself.
To think it would present itself like this.
Leonel asked this with a smile, but for some reason Ovrian just felt chillier and chillier.
"You know, I don't really care about the differences between Races. To me, a life is a life. You probably think I'm speaking nonsense, but I've given up real, tangible benefits before because of those beliefs, and I'd do it again."
Ovrian didn't know why the words of this young man were striking him so close to heart, to his soul. He wasn't being moved by them. Rather, he just couldn't feel anything other than fear. Real, tangible, unbridled fear.
And then it struck him.
Dream Force.
How was the ability of his young man to impose his will on the world so powerful already?
Leonel landed on the ground.
"But every one of you keeps provoking me."
"It wasn't me!" Ovrian suddenly squeezed out.
"Oh? But I never mentioned anything," Leonel laughed. "What wasn't "you", exactly?"
"I... I..."
The Dream Force in the surroundings rippled beneath Leonel's landing.
"It's fine, I've already guessed most of it. This mountain range has so few existences of a truly powerful tier. It took me two hours just to find enough to reach this level. That beast in your forehead probably isn't the only one your group caught, huh?"
Leonel's smile faded, a deep indifference returning.
"I hope you aren't reincarnated as a human in your next life. Wouldn't that make Karma too on the nose?"