Dimensional Descent

[Bonus chapter courtesy of Firemonster <3 6/6]

"Grandma!"

"Mother-in-law!"

The roars came at the same time, but Leonel never took his own eyes off of the despair in Mistress Oliidark's eyes.

It was hard to tell how many people she had callously killed in her life. He wanted to make sure that she could see his indifference, how little he cared about her life, how he killed her not because he had to, but because it could, because it was convenient to him.

You are worthless.

Those were the meanings his eyes conveyed, and they were the last things Mistress Oliidark could think about herself as her consciousness faded and her body went limp.

No one could believe what they had just seen. Someone had just killed, in broad daylight, in Four Great Family and Dream Pavilion territory, and in front of so many spectators at that.

It was such a shocking realization that no one could even have the time to register that it was a Fifth Star that had just killed a Seventh Star as though she was a strung up chicken, not worth more than the feathers on her body.

Leonel flung Mistress Oliidark's body to the side without a care and looked up. To his surprise, the remaining two men hadn't attacked yet. The oldest of them, the man he assumed was Mistress Oliidark's husband, looked at him with red eyes, but the rest of his expression was as calm as they came.

"I hope that this has calmed the young sir's anger. My Oliidark family will take this loss, we have no intention of pursuing this matter."

looked at the old man deeply, then at his son-in-law and

the center of attention now, but quite frankly, that was exactly what he wanted. He had come here

though, was the fact his

Endless Twilight Pavilion. The Defensive War Pavilion. The Sacred

seemed that he

least made more sense that

this group, though, Leonel saw a familiar and yet not so familiar woman. It was a woman nearing her middle-ages, but her beauty

laughter beside himself. He remembered the words he had

but she controlled herself. Unlike Leonel, she didn't see herself as entirely above the law. Even if Leonel

Star was a long way from the Ninth

You're not going to glare

"Where is my disciple."

You mean my wife? What's she got to do with you? Screw off, old

"Old-?!"

forcing herself to remain

Twilight Pavilion has strict rules against marrying and having relationships

your disciple's Innate Node," Leonel tapped the back of his head and Emulation Spatial

full control of every situation she was in. Hearing these words, she saw red and immediately attacked with an all-consuming

snuffed out even before it

the skies, Gemmes descended. His long white beard fluttered and Leonel agreed... he really did look like a fairy tale wizard. It was too bad his

swept through the region. When it landed on Leonel, his pupils constricted. He barely