Dimensional Descent

Rychard appeared back within a familiar space, his expression the mark of coldness. Every one of his features seemed to have been etched out of a slab of marble, remaining unmoving for several moments past what was natural.

It was only after half of an hour passed that he took his first breath, expelling all of the rage that had built up within him. Looking down at the map piece in his hand, he stored it within a hidden spatial compartment in his belt, his expression returning to a normal baseline as though nothing had happened.

After another deep breath, he steadied himself completely.

There were still a few years left. He already had a lead amongst all the other potential heirs and this would have just placed him far above them. But, since things had ended like this, he would have to find another way to end this competition for good.

He had still managed to gain the Fourth Dimensional layer. If he combined it with the Third Dimensional layer, should he be lucky enough, he might not have to worry about not having received the Fifth Dimensional layer.

'By now, the others should have found the stars I'm looking for. I'll complete the first two layers first before moving on with the next step of my plan.'

Rychard was about to make a move to communicate with his subordinates covertly, not wanting anyone to know that he had returned just yet, when he realized that he had actually already received a message. Toward this, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

Anyone with the specifications of this talisman knew that he didn't want to be disturbed. The only reason they would dare to reach out to him anyway was if the matter was of the utmost importance.

As expected, Rychard had hardly begun reading into the specifics when his pupils constricted.

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in his life, such a thing couldn't help but make his heart

Silver Empire Zones were not rare. It might have collapsed long ago, but its territory had been wide and expansive. The number of situations that would have occurred in such a large region to

that size, as a form of protection to themselves, would have numerous fail safes against the formation of Zones. Although they wouldn't be able to stop them

the point of all of this was. But, the answer was plain as long as Leonel's experiences

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could only deify, and he had even shared a building with a King that had died centuries ago. If he had wanted, he could have learned even what underwear Joan wore on a daily basis, it was just that all of this information was meaningless to him as

several galaxies and stood atop Seventh Dimensional worlds? In that case, wouldn't

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of secrets might be hidden in the tale and legend of such

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But, if these Zones were popping up erratically all over their Empire while they were still reigning, wouldn't these Zones also give their enemies a chance at

say at this point that it wasn't like Zones were safe havens. After all, if Leonel had wanted to learn the secrets of the French, he would have still

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