Dimensional Descent

Leonel didn't react much to Issa's shock. The line he was drawing was something others probably didn't expect him to know or to understand, but there were clearly many here who were shocked by more than just the fact he had said the words Silver Empire.

"What are you trying to say?" Issa said with narrowed eyes.

"This woman has a relation to the Silver Empire. It was the Silver Empire's Emperor that fought my father in his final battle, and this woman and your Third Nova are closely connected. What should I think about that?"

Issa's gaze narrowed further. "You've simply said this with no other kind of proof. On top of that, even with such choppy visuals, it was clear to anyone with sharp eyes that the Silver Emperor in that battle was nothing more than a puppet on someone else's string, how can that matter even be blamed on the Silver Empire, especially when they died so long ago?

"Taking a thousand steps back, the Silver Empire, like I've said, is long gone. Even if this girl is their descendant, how can she still be related to the Silver Empire of old? And even if she was somehow related to all of this, once again, the Silver Emperor you saw was nothing more than a puppet."

Issa's words were once again reasons. Leonel had not shown any proof, he had just spoken as though his word was law, this was already something that the various elders didn't like. But on top of that, the Silver Empire wasn't clearly on the side of the wrong either.

While the Silver Empire had been destroyed due to its connection with demons, these elders and Ancestors knew that that was nothing more than a pretext. Powerful families didn't like other powerful families to exist, and the Silver Empire just happened to give them a good reason to target.

Plus, since Leonel had made use of the Cloud Race, where was his moral superiority in this case?

fact that one of the three founding members of the Three Finger Cult, the organization behind the descent of the Cataclysm Zone and the very same organization that both sunk its claws into the Void Palace and took

response outside of the fact that Leonel had yet to display any proof. Unfortunately, she was far more unwilling to say this

his hand and an old man appeared. He waved his hand again and another old man appeared, then another. The fourth time came an old woman, and then another, and

hall was filled with what looked like dozens of old timers, each of them exuding powerful auras, and yet each one of them subdued and unable to do

know who these

outwardly she looked just the same. "No," she finally

the families and organizations that Third Nova had under his wing. Do you know what they all have in

Force that made Issa's spine tingle manifested, shredding their clothing apart in various locations. One after another, a simple tattoo of an unadorned line of three appeared. The tattoo couldn't have been blander, just three straight, thick lines

Three Finger Cult. Each and every last one of

to defect to his side was entirely unknown. But what was even more unexpected than that was that Leonel had actually gone out to find each and every one of them, bringing them forward just

to prove any sort of connection to the Silver Empire. It made others wonder just why he had at all...

understood what was happening right before them, it was something they found a difficult time accepting... but they knew exactly what

A warning.

into the Void Palace, I was sent into the

to the structure of the True Selection was none other than the Unfettered Blade Party under the behest of none other than Third Nova. He tried to kill me once back then, then he tried to kill me again during the Heir Wars, he's spat in the face of what it meant to be a Morales, even relying on such an evil organization for the hope of becoming the Patriarch of his very