Dimensional Descent

Chapter 957 - Single

Myghell stood in silence. After a while, he became certain. This shadowy figure was likely not a plot set by Gradeyr. But, this scheme was so great that it still didn't matter. What the truth was, was irrelevant. All that mattered was what the optics were and only by dealing with them could his Luxnix family come out unscathed.

Still, this was quite interesting, though. Myghell didn't pay much attention to the outside world because there was no one of the younger generation even worthy of his effort. In fact, he felt that every second he spent in a Sixth Dimensional world was another greater waste of his time.

That said, as the Heir of the Luxnix family, there were still some things he had to know—namely, who the Heirs of the other families were and what strength they had.

This was all to say that an existence like Aina wasn't one he had heard of before. It was even more surprising that he would feel a slight pressure from someone who was merely a Tier 3 existence.

Of course, he didn't feel that there was any real threat of losing, but it was surprising nonetheless. The Viola family shouldn't have such a genius on their side. And, even if they somehow did, sending this person on such a dangerous mission was impossible.

The only explanation was that this person wasn't a member of their bloodline lineage. This meant that this girl wasn't some hidden trump card of the Viola family but more likely to be a Vessel, a Vessel candidate, or the offspring of a Vessel.

Reaching this conclusion, Myghell stretched out a single finger, his other arm clasped behind his back. Seemingly without warning or buildup, Aina's pupils constricted. A beam of light had already appeared just a foot from her face, leaving her almost no time to react.

her wrist going numb as the light rebounded away, leaving an exceptionally smooth hole in the

around him. He looked like a spirit floating amidst the darkness, his outstretched finger releasing strength that could wipe out an entire

Aina had retreated a hundred meters, eating up a fifth of the distance she had managed to

of crimson still leaking out of their corners. Despite the increased distance, the

her back

robes still fluttering. The subtle flapping of their fabric resounded between the clanging of metal and laser,

beam of light shot forward. It pierced through the trunk of a tree with a dull thwack sound and

was met with a sickening crack

with how many trees separated the two, it was almost impossible to use their eyes to spot one

way back

hand, her broken wrist simply unable to maintain her grip. She suddenly flicked her forearm, snapping her wrist back into place only for it to be rapidly healed beneath

speed and stealth to get out of here. But, since even after all this time no one had come, it

BANG!

the skies like a pillar. An illusory black-red flame erupted around her body and flickered within

Myghell's gaze

side. But, he was slightly too late. Three strands of his immaculate golden hair were tossed into the air, sprinkling downward without an