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.

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 of Immortality. If Leonel also blindly trusted him, what chance did he

just in case a Northern Star Order really did appear one day, you would have a backlog of fake history to rely upon so no one shone light on

done all of this yourself. What are you here waiting for? It

seem to travel to his eyes. There was

but it was just a step away from robotic, as though there wasn't anything particularly human left of him.

seemed to be a habit rather

a Savant isn't enough to guarantee anything. Just to get these fools to bide their time for three generations, I had

you as a subordinate. You and I can see the world similarly

should pick someone else's body. If you try to take mine, your Immortality ability won't

Star Order didn't seem to hear Leonel's words

a Soul Manipulation ability if my soul is so weak? What good is being Immortal if

there races

you can imagine. I've even left the Human Domain and traveled to places even those uppity cowards of the Void Palace don't

Souls. Their childhood is made up of nothing more than constructing the bodies they need

people whose infants could kill a Sixth Dimensional

I'm almost baffled they still dare to call themselves Emperors and Empresses in this Domain. They're just lucky that this Domain doesn't have an Eighth Dimensional region, or else what peaceful existence they do have would be torn