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.

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

were fabricated as well. You really thought ahead, just in case a Northern Star Order really did appear

a Savant leading the charge you could have done all of this yourself. What are you here waiting for? It

for some reason, it didn't seem to travel to his eyes. There was something decidedly cold about the current

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

Star Order took a breath, but it seemed to be a

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 then, I needed to kill a

would prefer to have you as a subordinate. You and I can see

else's body. If you try to take mine, your Immortality ability won't be worth much. I hope you choose

Order didn't seem to hear Leonel's words

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

there races with

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

seen a Race of people who are born as nothing but Souls. Their childhood is made up of nothing more than constructing the bodies

people whose infants could

humans race is so pathetically weak that I'm almost baffled they still dare to call themselves Emperors and Empresses in