Dimensional Descent

Chapter 756 - God

Raoulin could hardly understand the words his father was speaking. But, each and every one weighed on his heart like a booming war drum.

The Ninth Dimension? Even to those of the Morales family it was nothing more than a mythical existence. In fact, even to those of these ever elusive Eighth Dimensional families and organizations, such a level doesn't exist, though many have tried to push past these limits.

There was a reason why Earth, despite 'only' having Eighth Dimensional potential, is still seen as a hot commodity by the Dimensional Verse as a whole.

To put these matters into perspective, as far as the Dimensional Verse laymen are concerned, the Seventh Dimension is the absolute highest. Existences like the Morales family, then, are seen as being the pinnacle.

It is only organizations on the Morales family's level, at this ever illusive Seventh Dimension, that understand there is at least one more step to take. But to them, whether these Eighth Dimensional family's and organizations exist is still a mystery!

Now one can properly understand just how ridiculous Alexandre's words were. He spoke of an existence a step beyond even what the Morales family could prove existed as though he had personally witnessed it all with his own eyes… Yet, he himself admitted to the fact that he was nothing more than a King of one of the weakest Fifth Dimensional worlds in existence.

Raoulin couldn't think so deeply about these things. He didn't have enough scope of understanding to grasp what his father spoke about. In his mind, this world was the only one and his family was the strongest.

But… This time it seemed that reality had played a joke on him.

Raoulin looked down at the girl who was meant to be his wife. She had a wound right above her womb cut open, flowing out with ever goldening blood. However, she stared at seemingly nothing blankly, her body being almost lifeless.

by now, he would be

he had begged and pleaded for it. His father

flowing out of her at this moment was clearly very important to this tablet. However,

really couldn't afford to make a mistake at this critical juncture. There was a reason his

walk out

began to drench Raoulin. His skin became tingly and the room's temperature seemed far

down, smashing his forehead against the ground toward the tablet. His kowtows were even more resounding than his father's, even to the point where blood trickled down and stung

entered, Alexandre looked back. It was just slight, but if one had been looking closely, it seemed as though two slits just beneath his eyes had closed at that exact

"Come here."

was almost like the call of an angel to Raoulin. He realized then that

father and son stood before a bleeding young woman

feeling as though his body was invigorated. The bottleneck he had been at for

in a small bit of the air this

toward his father but didn't have the words to say. He might look like he was in his mid-twenties, but he was way older than this. Even though he trained hard, he still found it difficult to reach this step, something that pissed

had done exactly

a fervor even beyond

quivering just the slightest bit. It was imperceptible to most, even his own son. "When that day comes,

will only be the very first step. With God's strength,