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

were fabricated as well. You really thought ahead, just in case a Northern Star Order really did appear one day, you would have a backlog of fake history to rely upon so

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

travel to

was just a step away

seemed to

Savant isn't enough to guarantee anything. Just to get these fools to bide their time for

have you as a subordinate. You and I can

chuckled. "You should pick someone else's body. If you try to take mine, your Immortality ability

didn't seem to hear Leonel's words at all and

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

Are there races with more powerful

of life? My knowledge of the Dimensional Verse is beyond anything you can imagine. I've even left the Human Domain and traveled to

childhood is made up of nothing more than

a Race of people whose infants could kill a Sixth Dimensional expert with a

even seen a Race of people that 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