Dimensional Descent

Rychard only paused for a moment before he continued to sit down, turning his attention toward Leonel. From his vantage point, he looked down at the group without the slightest hint of discomfort on his face.

The last time Leonel had seen Rychard, he was already well into his 70's, but he still looked like a young man. Of course, the current Rychard didn't look old, he looked to be in his late 20s to early 30s, still shy of middle aged, but given his previous Dimension, it should have taken at least another several decades before he reached this point. Leonel found this change to be very interesting.

"Why have you come to my Viola family today?" Rychard asked faintly.

"I think you know quite well." Leonel replied.

"If I was aware, I would not play games with esteemed Imperial Prince. We are within your territory, after all."

"Oh? In that case I came to kill you for those rumors you spread about my mother."

The moment Leonel's words echoed, the several ministers in the court all stood at once, their auras flaring. Despite the youth of the vast majority of them, even the weakest had powerful auras within the Sixth Dimension. In fact, the pressure they exuded wasn't small, and there were even a number of them already in the Seventh Dimension.

Leonel's gaze flashed when he sensed this. Indeed, the Viola family of today wasn't the Viola family of the past.

This had to be as a result of the Viola family's World Spirit.

the Luxnix family, and the last for the Montex. The Luxnix family should have taken the destruction of the Viola famiy to snatch their

to display their strength while others

to sit. It was clear that compared to Leonel, the place Rychard had in the hearts of these individuals was far higher. Earth's influence was already waning here,

If they didn't even have strong control over their

long ago, was it not

to me, but I haven't seen your use yet? In fact, if not for

Leonel's smiling expression suddenly vanished and the ground beneath him

take yourself too seriously,

shattering. The stairs that elevated

seated within a pit that left him a full head shorter than Leonel. At this point, it was he who had no choice but to look up. No one could even react to the change at all, but by

him off guard. It was only now he realized just how unpredictable Leonel could be. He

the Impreza of the Zoltene Faith. His assumption was that Leonel had things to worry

his hand, he had always been cunning and scheming. His intelligence was exceptional, if not for this, he wouldn't have been able to cause the resurrection of the Viola family so quickly. But there were some things that intelligence

slowly rose to his feet, stepping out

he was still about a head shorter. But even so, he felt far better and more unrestrained on his

that I am the same man I was in the past, you would be sorely mistaken. My Viola family is

have no complaints. But now that