Dimensional Descent

Leonel had already memorized the known Ability Indexes. So, he didn't really need the dictionary to explain anything more to him.

Seed. Root. Form. Manipulation. Immortality.

Even if he hadn't memorized these five titles, just by the fact that Wise Star Order was in Tier 5 to begin with was shocking enough. There was only one group of people who could enter the fifth tier…

Savants.

Leonel had to say that the creator of these Tablets surely chose well. There probably was no better choice for a Title like Wise Star Order than a Savant with a soul ability.

Leonel felt like this was a great opportunity, he really wanted to find out how Savants who hadn't been locked up since their youth functioned. From what it seemed, Wise Star Order was kind and even somewhat pitiable.

However, Leonel was well aware that those who fell on the spectrum Savants normally did were actually very good at falling in line and displaying an outward façade to fool those around them. In fact, if you weren't careful, you would very quickly find yourself being manipulated.

Apparently, though, Leonel didn't realize the irony in his own thoughts.

fallen into Wise Star Order's rhythm. The moment Leonel felt pity for his Ancestor, it was pretty much over. Wise Star Order most definitely hadn't wasted his years

instances of Northern Star Order appearing in history were fabricated as well. You really thought ahead, just in case a Northern Star Order really

done all of this yourself. What are you here waiting for? It can't be that you

smiled, but for some reason, it didn't seem to travel to his eyes. There was something

finally spoke, the slight bubbliness of his words having faded. Stripped down of all its emotion, his voice wasn't exactly cold, but it was just a step away from robotic, as though there wasn't anything particularly human left of him.

a breath, but it seemed

a Savant isn't enough to guarantee anything. Just to get these

the fact that I do indeed need your body, I would prefer to have you as a subordinate. You and I can see the

someone else's body. If you try to take

hear Leonel's words at all and instead

a Soul Manipulation ability if my soul is so weak? What good is being Immortal if my body still rots after

there races with more

I've wasted my years of life? My knowledge of the Dimensional Verse is beyond anything you can imagine. I've even left the Human Domain and traveled to places even those uppity cowards of

made up of nothing more than constructing the bodies they need to live in.

whose infants could kill a Sixth Dimensional expert with a

can swallow planets and shit out moons. The humans race is so pathetically weak that I'm almost baffled they still dare to call themselves Emperors and Empresses in this Domain.