Dimensional Descent

After a long while; Simeon seemed to finally remember where he was and he snapped out of his thoughts; casually looking down toward the fort beneath him; Despite the fact fire power capable of blasting the moon to pieces was trained on him; his expression didn't flicker even a single time;

Simeon's hands clapped close in the air as though he was closing an invisible book; Everything about his actions were casual and unhurried;

"Where is your Emperor? Why has he not come out to see me yet?"

Simeon's words were soft but they spread with an insuppressible might; He didn't seem to take Emperor Fawkes seriously at all, directly asking him to make his presence known;

Fury surged in the hearts of the citizens of Earth; Emperor Fawkes was a God in all of their hearts; The prestige he had built up from the Third Dimensional realms into the Seventh Dimensional realms was incomparably solid; As much as the people also had Leonel in their hearts, erasing hundreds of years of near worship in just a handful of years was impossible;

In addition; as far as everyone else saw it; Leonel's accomplishments; and Noah's for the matter; were only right; After all; how could Emperor Fawkes have inferior grandchildren? Every time they accomplished something mighty; it was actually only bolstering Emperor Fawkes in the eyes of the people;

As a result. in return for his words. Simeon only received nothing but silence. however this sort of silence was harmonious in its symphony; Billions of gazes looked into the skies. their expressions just the same;

Simeon suddenly sneered; "A collection of ants; Since your Emperor refuses to give me an explanation for the slaughter of my people, then that makes this matter even simpler; A debt of blood must be repaid with blood;

"Wipe out half the population of Earth and imprison the other half; That should be about enough to weigh evenly;"

The words of Simeon couldn't have been more demeaning. Not mentioning the sheer number of Earthlings who had died during the first descent of the four families. how could a few dozen or even hundred lives compare to the billions on Earth currently?

Earth which had been whittled to strikingly few after the Metamorphosis; To increase from a population of just millions to billions in just a few decades sounded

of Terrain who should have taken five generations

also a large part of the reason the citizens of Earth were so

before they got a chance; Some of the more pessimistic among them thought that this was all a lie and they would

people of Terrain whole heartedly

wage war against Earth; it had always been the choice of a few families and organizations; The rewards gained would have never been their own to

now, their thoughts had long since strayed from Terrain; That barren

in the war against the four families. They too had watched their youths die one after another. They too

wanting to shred Simeon to pieces with nothing more than

exuded mighty and unprecedented auras. Their strengths caused even the air to quake. However. before they could take action. there was a sudden change atop the

light shot into the

Maybe if the mighty Emperor Fawkes

shot into the skies, tearing through the clouds and appearing tall

it wasn't Emperor Fawkes at all, but rather a young man wielding a saber easily twice the length of his body. Despite not having a flying treasure, he stood in the skies

single glance, every person of Earth

other than their prince,

rarely showed any sort of emotion at all, but hearing the piercing words about the

the state of Raj and Drake's corpses, a fiendish green

gaze soon after, his raised hand continuing to descend and point forward. A mere prince of this backwater place? Who the hell cared if