Dimensional Descent

Chpater 935 - Try

"Bind him."

The middle aged man said coldly.

Ossan's expression changed. "What is the meaning of this?! I am a seed of the Viola family's main bloodline! You can't do this to me!"

The middle-aged man hardly reacted to this 'realization'. It was clear that he was perfectly aware of Ossan's identity as the young waitress had reported this. This was part of the reason why they had sent someone of his stature to deal with such a thing to begin with.

The Feather Star warriors of the Luxnix family were not a joke. They were an elite guard that rarely, if ever, saw the light of day.

They were split into four tiers. Starless, Four Point, Eight Point, and Twelve Point.

Of course, this ranking system was based on the most famous symbol of the Luxnix Family: The Twelve Pointed Star. Not many knew or understood the secrets behind this symbol or how it related to the Snowy Star Owl, or if it was related at all, but what they did know was that the Luxnix family would be willing to go to war to protect its prestige.

To be a Twelve Point Feather Star Guard was the absolute highest honor and such trump cards rarely left the family grounds. But, this could even be said for the Starless guards as well. The fact that an Eight Point Feather Star guard was actually sent here was enough to show just how serious this matter was and how furious the Luxnix family was about these circulating rumors.

combat prowess wasn't very high to begin with, so how could he be a match

as Ossan was dragged away. The number of eyewitnesses were so numerous

those that had a guess as to what was happening didn't dare to

the internet would always be there. It was just a way of letting everyone know

were things still so simple when the technology in question was far beyond that time? What if the government had absolute control? What if there was a powerful existence

necessarily be impossible to shape

the Luxnix family wasn't on its own. There were two other families with its level of strength in this region, and one of them was

brewing storm and the one who started it all—Rychard—was nowhere

**

the Dimensional Verse, back in a galaxy far weaker—on the surface, that is—a group of elders sat in abject shock, unable to

Leonel, he passed with just enough to reach a Tier 3 standard. And yet, it was done with

sweet smile on her face, they had already expected as much from her. But, this Leonel came out of nowhere and even

to his weak Dimension in the past, his finger speed, dexterity and strength couldn't keep up with the rest of him. The only reason he had even been able to forge Bronze treasures back then was thanks to his Metal Body. Unfortunately,

though, those shackles had been shattered. Leonel's hand speed was at a Superior Grade One Designation for the Bronze Grade, granting him perfection. Leonel

was no fault Elder Isoltihne could find. Somehow, their small branch had gained another Tier 3 Bronze Crafter, leaving them at a loss for words. Even their best Crafter, an older man who was currently not present, was only Tier 4.

truly didn't know how to wrap