Dimensional Descent

Chapter 967 - Familiar

Myghell stared at these words for a very long time, his eyes eventually closing as he fell into a state of deep meditation.

The Twelve Pointed Star was the most important symbol of the Luxnix family. Despite the fact they called their Lineage Factor the Snowy Star Owl, for some odd reason, within their Ethereal Glabella's, their Light Elemental Embryos manifested exactly as a Twelve Pointed Star would.

Of course, this was a secret no one would know about unless a member of the Luxnix family went out of their way to speak of it. However, even aside from this alone, there were still their Feather Sword warriors who used this star as a symbol of their prestige.

There was no doubting that the Twelve Pointed Star was of immense importance to the Luxnix family and their strength. However, almost no one understood its significance and even less understood just what the origins of it was.

Myghell, though, understood that everything originated with this tablet. If it didn't exist, maybe there would be no Luxnix family today. And now, after all these years, he had finally come to grasp a clue about just what all of this could mean.

Despite the calm look on Myghell's face currently, he was doing his best to stop his seething blood.

Since his youth, Myghell had always been extraordinarily talented. However, he was limited by two major factors.

that. Compared to Seventh Dimensional worlds, it was still too lacking. And, compared to Seventh

of his talent, this would

Lineage Factor. If he truly wanted to progress, there would come a time where his Snowy Star Owl Lineage Factor became not only useless to

could mitigate this somewhat, but these would always be two anchors on his talent,

he could

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progress to be, though he felt that she too would be limited by her birth and upbringing like

these words could mean. The worst part was

himself and this mysterious woman? Though he wouldn't be opposed to it considering the small part of her beauty he had seen, how would the talent of a child help

an old man. He had yet to reach a point where the only way to progress would be passing on his Lineage to another. He had no interest in having a child who could surpass him. What he wanted was power he could

to calm himself. Now, the beating of his heart and the slow circulation of his blood matched the

many potential interpretations, Myghell decided on patience.

was a prophecy, then that meant it was destined to happen. By definition, he shouldn't have

After all, if this tablet was what bestowed the Twelve Pointed Star upon them,

had thought of. But, he still decided

calmly observe things for now. If he was right, then things should organically fall into place. On the other hand, if it was a clue, he would