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.

Ancestor, it was pretty much over. Wise Star Order most definitely hadn't wasted his years of Immortality. If Leonel

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

of this yourself. What are you

for some reason, it didn't seem to travel to his eyes.

all its emotion, his voice wasn't exactly cold, but it was just a step away from robotic, as though

but it seemed

bring you ruin. Even being a Savant isn't enough to guarantee anything. Just to get these fools to bide their time for three generations, I had to dedicate an entire lifetime to servitude. And, even

fact that I do indeed need your body, I would prefer to have you as a

you try to take mine, your Immortality ability won't be

Star Order didn't seem to hear Leonel's

born human. What good is a Soul Manipulation ability if my soul is so

races with more

knowledge of the Dimensional Verse is beyond anything you can imagine. I've even left the

made up of nothing more than constructing the bodies they need

of people whose infants could kill a Sixth Dimensional

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