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.

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

He looked like a spirit floating amidst the darkness, his outstretched finger releasing strength

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

leaking out of their corners. Despite the increased distance, the strength of Myghell's finger lasers didn't

he really trying to push her back

and yet Myghell had still not moved a single inch, his pristine white robes still fluttering. The subtle flapping of their fabric resounded between the clanging of metal and laser, accentuating just how quiet

trunk of a tree with a dull thwack sound and rebounded off of Aina's sword once

was met with a sickening

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

finger lasers couldn't be stopped by these trees while Aina herself was still continuously being pushed back without recourse. In just a few exchanges, she had already been pushed half way back to the family estate. If it wasn't for the trust the Luxnix had in Myghell

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

of here. But, since even after all this time no

BANG!

rising into the skies like a pillar. An illusory black-red flame erupted

cocked back almost like a snapping whip holding on to her remaining sword. Just as Myghell's gaze narrowed, the whistling wind finally caught up to his ears and a glistening silver streak appeared

too late. Three strands of his