Dimensional Descent

When the panda-like Ancestor's eyes landed on Seltin's body, his expression became even uglier, but he struggled to force himself to calm down. How could he not recognize Leonel? He knew that this man was the current Patriarch of the Morales family, if they were to do something to him it would be about as good as declaring war, and if they were ready for something like that against such a behemoth, they would have already attacked the Three Finger Cult to get their revenge.

But at the same time, he couldn't just let things go like this, that was impossible. They had their own bottomline as well.

The Ancestor, a man named Gefnor, took a breath trying to calm himself. He didn't interact with the world much for obvious reasons, so these types of matters weren't what he was good at, but he was still sharp and astute. He immediately thought of a solution.

"... I know that you're able to revive people. Bring them back to life and we will pretend like this matter never happened."

"My tablet. Return it. Now." Leonel said coldly.

Gefnor's expression darkened. So this was what this was about?

"Revive her first, then we can discuss this matter..."

"She will remain dead."

others were stunned into silence. They thought that maybe Leonel would demand to see his tablet first, maybe he would talk about not trusting them to keep their word, maybe he would try to work out some other deal...

her three seconds, and she didn't cherish it. What right did she have to live after offending him? What right did she have to revive when he

should

Whether he interacted with the world or not, he understood the kind of weight the title of Ancestor brought, and he understood even greater than that what a gap between strength levels represented. No matter how talented Leonel was, even if he had been

to him like

can all

three Starships that had been hovering in the skies made their presence known. They rumbled just a single time and then their lasers shot out, piercing forward. The laser whizzed by Leonel's ear, a searing

was too quick for Gefnor to react. A hole was torn

quickly reacted to pull their

"Rise."

and a violet spirit came from his body. It didn't even get a chance to bow to Leonel before

remaining Ancestors were entirely occupied with waiting for the next strike of the Starship. By the time they realized the rest of their family was in danger, it was far too late and over half of their Quasi Eighth Dimensional experts had been crushed to

Ancestors as though they weren't worth much and entering the depths of the

easy to deal with an Ancestor who could endlessly regenerate. The two were on their back legs and struggling mightily against Gefnor's suicidal attacks. He had already been the strongest amongst the three of them, which was why he was the first one to speak, and now they were suffering

death," Leonel said indifferently, stepping out from the palace and preparing to leave. He didn't have the time to waste here, and he didn't feel like using more of his power on