Dimensional Descent

The eight corpses before him trembled. A shuddering might came from Leonel's mind, and he even deployed his Ten Stars. Day and Night fluctuated to his back, the rushing impact of a roaring wave of Dream Force descending.

His three Dream Force Stars began to rotate so fast that harsh winds threatened to flatten the entire city. It felt as though the world was coming to an end, and yet the young man at the center of it all was at the mere Sixth Dimension.

There was absolutely nothing that could have prepared the Human Domain for this. The death of eight Ancestors was already enough to shake them. Even after so long, they didn't quite believe what they were seeing. However, after a double take, and a triple take, they had no choice but to believe what it was they were seeing before them.

However, before they could even settle down to accept this sort of reality, these changes began to occur. What happened in the Heir Wars suddenly shook them all awake. It couldn't be... it couldn't be that he would take control of their souls as well?!

At that moment, the impossible seemed to have become the exact opposite. The shadows of eight Ancestors took shape, each armored in gorgeous violet armor.

One was a tiger beast, a menacing creature with teeth alternating between a dense black and a glowing, vibrant red. Its gaze flashed with endless killing intent, and when it lifted its large head to roar into the skies, the whole of the Void Battlefield seemed to be collapsing at the seams.

The second was a rhino-type beast. It had three horns, each larger than the last and aligned in a straight line up its nose. Its body shimmered with radiant silver scales, and even in death, it looked as though it could illuminate a night sky. As a soul, its radiant scales were mostly obscured, but this didn't dim its radiance at all. In fact, it only amplified it. The violet armor and silver scales seemed to have fused into one, acting in synergy with one another and feeding off the strengths of one another.

neck down, its majestic bearing seemed as though it could compete with any creature in all of existence. Its individual black feathers looked like they had been crafted by the most elite of artisans, carefully

Blood Tiger Ancestor, the Radiant Rhino, and the Majestic Vulture.

remained two of the Nomad Race, two of the Cloud Race, and

six of her hands were fair, delicate, and dainty, and yet

Ancestor, Ancestor Olfina, was yet another woman. Her Cloud Figure was the largest Leonel had ever seen, extending out from the back of her head like a long, flowing river of hair, filled to the brim with complex Runes that would make even the strongest of Crafters dizzy. She was also the strongest of the

continued out from its back, covered in a metallic, silver skeletal structure. He stood on his digitigrade feet, his pill-shaped head splitting to reveal a glistening row of

were legends of their races. But one after another, the instant they appeared, without even

Tiger Ancestors lowered their heads until their foreheads touched the ground. The Majestic Vulture Ancestor prostrated itself to the ground, even allowing its

"Emperor!"

their various languages, the echo of their voices echoing like a clap of thunder.