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.

to resist as he found his wrists and ankles chained. His combat prowess wasn't very high to begin with, so how could he

away. The number of eyewitnesses were so numerous that it was impossible to hide, and maybe the Luxnix family didn't want to

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

a way of letting everyone know that

the technology in question was far beyond that time? What if the government had absolute control? What if there was a

it wouldn't necessarily be

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

beginning of a brewing storm and the one who started it all—Rychard—was

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the surface, that is—a group of elders sat in abject

to reach a Tier 3 standard. And yet, it was done with such ease that it couldn't have been more obvious to

the Tier 1 trials with a steady and sweet smile on her face, they had already expected as much from her. But, this Leonel came out of nowhere and

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

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

3 Bronze Crafter, leaving them at a loss for words. Even their best Crafter, an older man who was currently not

know how to wrap their heads