Dimensional Descent

Chapter 949 - Her Destination? Her Goal?

Planet Luxnix entered an odd state. Regardless of their status, the capture of a main bloodline member of an opposing family would always be a serious matter. And yet, the Luxnix family had done so without hesitation and without warning. It was clear that of all the things the Luxnix family was, pushovers was not among them.

Ossan's true state wasn't as fierce as the Luxnix's family's state, though. He couldn't be said to be comfortable, but at the very least, his life wasn't on the line. He sat on the floor of a relatively clean cell, his hands and feet bound by chains. There was a single metallic toilet to the side and the empty tray in front of him had likely previously held food.

Still, though he hadn't been roughed up, for a nobleman this sort of treatment might as well have been the worst of torture—this was only especially so for Ossan.

He couldn't see any pretty women. He couldn't eat the food he loved. He couldn't even have alcohol.

It was inhumane.

At that moment, there was a shuffle and large, clanking doors and grinding gears sounded. After a dull boom, the sound of footsteps echoed in a leisurely cadence. It was as though the person wanted Ossan to stay in suspense for as long as possible.

"It's you!"

When Ossan finally laid eyes on this person, his heart couldn't help but tremble. In a lot of ways, he felt that seeing this person hit him harder than even being in the presence of a Feather Star warrior. The fact that this person was here let Ossan know that there was no way this matter would end simply.

his face, his visage seemingly having been hand crafted by a god. He had exceptionally fair skin without a single flaw, his jawline was gentle, but strong, and he

luster and brilliance. His body was wrapped in pristine, blemishless, white robes, a single golden belt of delicately sculpted feathers wrapping around

of things, there were certain matters that even

warrior. He would immediately recognize one of them so long as they were wearing their uniforms

family, the sole Heir, a man without match or competition, Myghell Luxnix. And it was this exact young man who

had already claimed his position long ago. In this respect, he was without match or equal. Despite being several decades younger than Rychard and Ossan's brother, Myghell was already at the Quasi Sixth Dimensional level. He

was like night

waves, he couldn't help but tremble, his teeth

a word, Myghell turned and left. Ossan almost wanted to scream in frustration. Shouldn't he have atleast

feeling so frustrated, Ossan didn't dare to scream out, fearing that Myghell

the gears behind him, turning toward the guards at the entrance. Each of them looked toward Myghell with reverence as

chance that something will happen within the next coming days. Stay alert." Myghell said evenly, the cadence

making their way to Luxnix territory swiftly. It was no surprise that this group was

a handsome young man in his own right, with short cut black hair and starry violet eyes. However, he had the stern look of a man already in his middle

was a very real possibility he

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an estate and within a familiar setting, a group of three

are you really going out again so