Dimensional Descent

Aina was very familiar with the history of the Silver Empire. She had, of course, entered their Zone before, although that Zone was heavily distorted. However, given Aina's instincts, she was very good at telling the fake from the real. The problem here wasn't this, though...

The problem was that according to her understanding, The Silver Empire would be destroyed very soon. In fact... There was a rush at the doors of the throne room and a messenger rushed in, heaving deep breaths. This messenger didn't even get the chance to speak before it happened.

The palace rocked and quaked.

Aina's expression changed, and she quickly stood to her feet. Her Force imploded within her body, and she struck out. Compared to Leonel, her ability to adapt to this new body was on a completely different level. She had access to 100% of the Silver Emperor's strength immediately. In fact, as time passed, she was actually faintly surpassing the Silver Emperor until she would reach the point where she could entirely suppress him.

The power of Aina's palm was mighty. It almost matched the rocking scene seen before her, blasting a hole through the double doors and out of the palace, surging into the skies and meeting a rippling wave of raging Star Qi.

Despite the power of her strike, Aina's expression was quite ugly at the moment. Or rather, the expression of the Silver Emperor's was.

Her strike managed to protect a large segment of Planet Silver, but it was still only a segment. And, "large" in this case wasn't nearly large enough. The capital city and its surrounding lands were all well protected, but the rest of the planet was practically blown off the map, some of the destruction even wrapping around and destroying the opposite hemisphere.

Just what had happened?

The messenger shook in fear. At first, he had thought that the Silver Emperor was attacking him in rage for interrupting, but now he realized that he had been just this close from dying.

Majesty..." The messenger huffed and puffed. "... The galaxies... our territory... it's,

far more... lively than she was used to. It practically felt as though a net of starlight was cast over them. In fact, it was so vibrant and gorgeous that the

looked like the skies she remembered... dim, uninteresting, obedient to even the smallest

with a wave of the hand? But worse than that, and especially pertinent to the current mission at hand, what did it mean for the Silver Empire to suddenly lose so much

was no doubt that they had suffered the greatest at the hand of this destruction. What was the point of this Zone, exactly? Was she supposed to do the impossible and save the Silver Empire? That couldn't be the mission,

then where was Leonel? What about her mother-in-law? And what about Little

...

limited the strokes of his spear from 999, down to less than a dozen, relying

spoken about the Impetus, and now this ant had brought out something infinitely close

El'Rion

at all. To others, the words of a Pluto were law. To Leonel, it was nothing more than whispers of the wind. When he

appeared before Leonel, his gaze just as indifferent as ever. Standing almost two meters taller than Leonel, he loomed over him. His presence

when he had nothing to do with this situation

was stepping forth? It sounded to him like