Dimensional Descent

Leonel met the eyes of the Half Spiritual, his gaze not giving anything away, though he knew the reality of the matter. If they fought a battle like this one, casualties would be inevitable, and not just casualties that he could casually revive either, true, final death casualties. It would take too much time for the war to end, and by that point, damaged Ethereal Glabella or not, the end result would be the finality of death. There wasn't much he could do about this. This was the reality of a war you weren't prepared for, and the striking difference was stark in comparison to the war he was prepared for.

The decision would be in the hands of the Half Spiritual Overlord, but no matter how you looked at it, he didn't receive the kind of benefits he wanted from this battle. If things had gone perfectly, he wouldn't have only dealt a savage blow to the power of Shield Cross Star, crippling their strength by at least half, but he would have also been able to force the Spirituals Religion into submission. But now, he might be forced to withstand some devastating losses himself.

The Overlord's thoughts were one matter, but the thoughts of her people were another. They all seemed enraged, and it was hard to tell how much control the Overlord had over the situation.

Leonel doubted that the Spirituals Religion had just a single Overlord, much like his Morales family most definitely had more than one as well, that old man couldn't hide such a thing from him. Who knew if the other Overlords would be docile as this one? And even the so-called "docile" Overlord was on the fence when deciding what to do.

'Hm?' Leonel suddenly looked up and shook his head. 'Fine.'

He waved a hand, and a portal manifested. Out from within it, a familiar old man with an annoying, shit-eating grin appeared. He rubbed his beard with a hand and chortled, liking this situation very much.

This old man was none other than Amery's grandfather, Overlord Maxx.

you been? Has this brat been annoying

be unbelievable, and at the same time, he was certain that this old man was doing it on purpose. No matter what, the Morales and Suiard families had been enemies for countless centuries. How could Maxx possibly miss a chance to humiliate their Patriarch a bit, especially since he was here

of their alliance? That family's problems were too volatile. If the Spirituals Religion had wanted to

Maxx raised up his hands. "But this brat stole my family's World Spirit and kind of forced my hand. I'm not saying to bend over backward,

supposed to trust you?" Tracilia

Maxx's World Spirit. He must have handed it over. Were those hidden forces of the Morales stronger than they knew? Unfortunately for Leonel, Tracilia didn't seem to be the one of the Spirituals Religion that had their

believe me, then why

and handed

boy, you have nothing to worry

been Maxx's wedding band, he never took it off, and it definitely held the greatest of his treasures. This either meant that he was going all out for this ploy, or he was really serious. However, she had known Maxx for years, this just didn't

took a deep breath and