Dimensional Descent

Seeing the silence of the blue-haired man, the voice grew gentler. It was clear that whoever this individual of the Adurna family was, his standing was not small, or else the voice wouldn't even bother to show such courtesy.

"This isn't the only place we've allowed those Tablets to spread and we are currently heavily monitoring their activity. Some risks need to be taken. They were destroyed years ago because their threat was too enormous, but it's precisely their strength that we need now."

The blue-haired man opened his mouth to speak but he held back, shaking his head.

It seemed that history had a tendency to repeat itself. Those families had been destroyed long ago, but it seemed that their families wanted to bring them back in a controlled fashion by spreading the Lineage Factors among the common folk.

To the blue-haired man, even the geniuses of the Fiend Rank could only be considered as such. The chasm between them and the Great Families was simply far too large.

However, if these common folk were given these Tablets, the change to their destiny would be far too great. Who was to say those families wouldn't rise up again?

Just thinking about it logically, it made no sense. If those who managed to get their hands on these Lineage Factors were restrained enough that they could be controlled and managed, how would they be able to help against Chaos Demons the Great Families couldn't deal with?

And, if they were unleashed enough to grow powerful enough to deal with matters the Great Families could not, then how would their four families keep control of them at all?

No matter how you looked at it, it felt like they were dropping a stone on their own feet while seeing it through all the way and not even attempting to dodge. It was a recipe for disaster and the Four Great Families could be greatly shaken by this like they once had been in the past.

Avras. They know what they're doing. The Dream Project will be the key to it all and the results are forthcoming. In as little

Project. The words alone seemed to settle his nerves and his understanding

for what those two words represented, maybe only the highest echelon of this

is that eighth barrier to the Chaos Bubble shattered along with it. We don't have much time left, some chances have to

allow anyone to see a crack in

from head to toe when he heard these words, but he clenched his jaw to stop himself,

and vanished, reappearing on his throne as though nothing

…

had no idea what was happening and what the Tablets truly represented, but his eyes snapped open just the same. It

his gaze already cold

but he didn't seem to care. What he was about to do was going to give him more Demon Points than he could

eyes focusing on him. However, he

young men in the corner. Their auras were

the likes of

his chances, he just might send some of his geniuses to forcefully snatch the quotas

what, Leonel didn't know. But it didn't particularly matter to him, very

the trio. The provocation in his expression was impossible to hide. He didn't know why, but he suddenly couldn't control