Dimensional Descent

The rumbling thunder above Alejandro's head suddenly expanded as he slowly stood to his feet. Arcs of lightning rushed through his pupils, the pillar beneath his suddenly cracking and nearly fracturing.

"Good, good... Good."

Alejandro raised his hands and the skies darkened instantly. Cynthia, who had just stepped on her flagship, paused, though she didn't turn back. Her dress fluttered in the wind, oddly peaceful compared to the raging storm rising around her.

"If you want the Morales family to lower their heads, you're all more foolish than I thought."

Alejandro's voice crackled and boomed, the weather itself echoing his words across the horizon. It felt like in that moment, everyone in the solar system could hear his voice.

"Then wait for war," Cynthia said lightly, prepared to continue moving.

"Wait?"

Alejandro raised his head to the skies, his laughter causing the rumbling black clouds to thicken.

"Since you all dare to come here in an attempt to humiliate my Morales family, why should you ever think of leaving?

"Warriors of the Morales family!"

Alejandro's voice boomed so loud that even the elders representing exceptional families winced, their ears bleeding beneath the sound and pressure. Their hearts trembled as they realized that the Morales family wasn't all talk.

from the planet

At the same time, the sound of clinking armor echoed and a

to rise into the skies, the clinking of armor filling the skies as Divine Armors of all kinds manifested. Some rumbled like volcanos, others howled like wind, some were as tall as giants,

"HA!"

had clung to the

advance. Their gathering army lacked any sort

seem to care if there was a reason at all. The

they hadn't been on their guard at all. It was

was disregard, complete and utter

spirit of the Morales family, and the actions they all had taken in the previous generation to suppress Velasco didn't seem to have had any effect on the culture

war, you can

as she turned back, a

be madmen when you had the definite upper hand. The fact that they still dared to act like this despite the circumstances made her want to

think about this even more, because a moment later,

BOOM!

with a fluttering off-white robe appeared high in the skies. His white beard fluttered while his head had not a single strand on it, shimmering almost as bright as the lightning that was still flickering about

his gaze landed on Cynthia, causing

two more old men seemed to tear through the void to appear, one appearing behind Amery, and the other appearing behind Nazag. Even so, the Morales Elder in the skies didn't even

to remove one

up. Her brows smoothed out and her gaze,

stance clear already, is there a need to repeat? I speak for the Omann family, if the Morales want war, they