Dimensional Descent

Cynthia fluttered down like a fairy, her presence among the only ones that could match and even faintly suppress the Demi Goddess. Even with her age, it was impossible to find a single flaw, and even with her somewhat negative title of Scorned Queen Beauty, not a single soul thought less of her. However, it was unknown if this was because she was simply that perfect... or if it was because the man who had tainted her reputation was so entirely irreproachable.

The story of the Scorned Queen Beauty was one that had set the Human Domain ablaze all those years ago.

Velasco had ruined his fair share of beauties in his youth, and had infuriated even more families and organizations as a result. Whether it was the backing of the beauties themselves, or the backing of the young men who had lost the race for her, it could be said that he had enemies everywhere. If it wasn't for his absolute strength, even the Morales family would simply be unable to protect him.

Even so, compared to all the others, the Scorned Queen Beauty was an especially tragic one.

If there was any female counterpart to Velasco, it was Cynthia Omann. She was unmatched by all except Velasco, even the likes of Montez couldn't last more than a handful of exchanges with her. Ever since they were born and grew old enough to walk, most were entirely unable to mention Velasco without mentioning Cynthia. Even when Velasco ruined his first segment of beauties, no one batted an eye, assuming that he would end up with the pure and perfect Cynthia in the end regardless.

Some were enraged with Velasco for forcing Cynthia to deal with such humiliating rumors about her future husband's lack of discipline, and no small number of battles had been triggered as a result of this.

Even so, Cynthia had never said anything about it, silently waiting. And then, that day seemed to have come. Everything was prepared, the perfectly matched couple would finally come together...

But it never happened.

Before the wedding was meant to take place, Ishamel Morales died.

What happened in between is unknown, but by the next time others heard of Velasco's wife, that title was no longer attached to Cynthia, but was rather attached to an unknown and somewhat ordinary genius of the Void Palace, an inconspicuous young woman from a Sixth Dimensional family, Alienor.

a state of uproar and the

a tragic beauty. This was a woman half the powerhouses of the Human Domain wanted, a beauty that most

her lovely blue eyes scanning the region for a moment. Her expression didn't seem to give anything away, and despite the fact she was already within the range of the suppression, her body didn't so much as sway. If it was not for the fact her robes clung to her curves just the slightest hint more, it would have been impossible to

finger and tapped at the

WHOOOSH!

eyes snapped open instantly, but it was already

once been invisible suddenly appeared before

down and touched a rune. At that moment, all iterations of that rune shone with a

lithe body, causing harsh winds to pick up. Those still sitting on their pillars and even many spaceships hovering around Planet

faces paled and even Alejandro's

wasn't the aura of a Seventh Dimensional expert...

shifting the position of the runes ever

BANG!

of shards of light. In that instant, the

through the shards as though she hadn't done a thing, landing on an 80-kilometer pillar without

could have taken an 80-kilometer pillar just as easily with or without destroying the pressurizing formation, and yet she had chosen this path anyway. The wrath and pettiness of a scorned woman knew no bounds and Alejandro knew better than to say anything. Even Vanuzi Lio, who would usually be laughing at the Morales family's misfortune at this point, didn't

a breath, and here he thought that the only one of that generation who could have possibly reached that level

Alejandro smiled bitterly inwardly. What happened next would be far more annoying because of the actions of this

though on