Dimensional Descent

"Littlest Nova seems to be leaving us without much of a choice," Ancestor Alvaro said lightly.

With things being like this, it was clear that there was no option remaining for the Morales. They had already known ahead of time, but there was simply no dodging things this time. Even the most pacifist among them could see it as bright as day.

War was looming over the horizon.

That child of the Omann family seemed to still be trying to avoid war, but the method by which she wanted to do so was by killing Littlest Nova. She could only be said to be naïve if she believed that this would stop things.

They knew Velasco well enough to know that he wouldn't care if Leonel died to those of his generation, even if they had a 20 year advantage, he was just that kind of madman. But they also knew Velasco well enough to know that if his wife was enraged, then he was enraged. If his wife pointed, he would do it. If his wife wanted someone dead, they would die.

In truth, Velasco was even more of a madman than they knew. To him, his seed should be capable of facing off against the entire Human Domain without trouble. Now that Leonel had Seventh Dimensional strength, he had grown up enough to maneuver the world on his own.

Of course, all of this was irrelevant so long as Alienor shed a single tear. Even if the Morales did nothing, the Omann would face the wrath of Velasco.

People knew too little about Alienor and the Ascension Empire. If not, they would know that facing the wrath of these two entities was definitely something to take note of as well.

we should have already known that war was inevitable, he's already treating it as such. At this point, he's only slaughtering their futures right before them and staking his claim to

them and it seemed as though half of those present were seeing red. Most would have already left by now if not for the fact they wanted to wait to see Leonel

were some with far more sinister intentions than just that. If it wasn't sowing discord, they were definitely lying in wait. If by some miracle Leonel really managed to make it out, escaping the clutches of the countless geniuses of his generation, they would be here.

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some tasks, he nearly collapsed. He entered the pod for an entire two hours,

gaze couldn't help but sharpen. He had thought he felt fine,

using his formation to more freely control his Scarlet Star Force. He only remembered

his body to recover despite him feeling "fine", Leonel realized something

that it's already affecting

him that there would be a price to pay for the oversized growth of his Scarlet Star Force Innate Node, but he thought he had made

measuring things by what Wise Star Order had said, he essentially needed to reach the state of being able to freely use his Scarlet Star Force within a Third Dimensional world to be free of any potential ill effects. He was already making

had around a hundred years to succeed, and it had only been around a year or two since he had this conversation with

mean that his Scarlet Star Force had no ability to affect him now. In fact, if he had let it rampage around for any longer, he would have suffered pretty greatly. If his body hit empty, but he kept trying to