His Sweet Little Mate by Obticeo Decatect - Chapter 2119
The Ancestors were all shaken. No matter how fast the others invaded, they believed that the Void Palace should at least be able
to hold on for a few days, at least two or three on their own. In the best case scenario, and if the other Races had reservations of
their own, even a few weeks wouldn’t be impossible.
It couldn’t be forgotten that the Void Palace was the protector of humanity against foreign races. They weren’t just a random
power, it could be said that if they weren’t neutral, they would be the strongest power in the whole of the Human Domain. For
them to have already lost a line of defense was ridiculous.
But then, it hit them like a ton of bricks.
To Leonel, the matters of the Cataclysm Zone were only less than a year ago, but to the people of the Human Domain, it was
over 20 years ago and much of those matters had already long since settled down. Even for these Ancestors who had
experienced so much life, 20 years was definitely not a short time by any stretch.
It had made them neglect a fact… the current Void Palace wasn’t the same Void Palace of the past!
Not everyone had made it out of the Cataclysm Zone. In fact, the casualties were heavy. It had to be remembered that just a
normal beast Leonel came across had almost taken his life, and before he left, he could already be considered to be better than
most Galaxy Ranked disciples.
If just a single beast had put Leonel in that position, let alone the strength of that small village he had run into, what chance did
many of the others stand?
But this was something that should only affect the disciples at and below the Galaxy Rank, right? Unfortunately, this wasn’t even
remotely the case.
After adjusting themselves, many had concluded what Leonel had. A rampaging Zone had trapped them all and now they would
suffer the same fate as others that had failed to clear Sub Dimensional Zones. As such, many had thought that they would have
to adjust themselves and live out the rest of their lives in this place.
They had tried to contact civilization, to become a part of their cities, and their culture… but just how many would have died in
such an environment?
Leonel had only spent one day in a city before he practically became a slave to a noble family. The outcomes for the others
would have been even worse.
Many wouldn’t have even been able to make it to the city. They would have died in the forests before reaching it, they would
have died at the hands of the villagers who couldn’t enter the cities, and even if they made it to the city, they would have fallen
from the chain bridge before they could cross it.
This was the cruel reality. Many didn’t even have spectacular deaths, some even spawned directly into demon territory and were
shredded to pieces by monsters one would only see in nightmares.
The true weight of the lives lost was hard to quantify only because those that had survived had come back in such a trickle, so
many could hope that the rest were still on their way. However, with Leonel’s return, that hope was dashed… but the Void Palace
had taken advantage of the lag to not promote their losses as it would shake the Human Domain’s resolve in their abilities.
But now, they were seeing those effects first hand. It didn’t matter if they tried to control it now, the Void Palace wasn’t even 50%
as powerful as it used to be.
Many Void Elders had died, many Domain Ranked disciples vanished never to be seen again, and even more disciples beneath
the Domain Rank that had died couldn’t even be counted in numbers that could be visualized.
This delayed onset of the severity of the matter hit much harder than if they had been fully prepared.
Leonel stood in silence, watching the reactions of the Ancestors carefully. He had already guessed that this matter would
happen, but even he was caught off guard by the sudden promotion of the Morales territory to the Eight Dimension.
That said… He had been prepared for a war to break out the instant the Heir Wars erupted, it was just that this was a much
different war than the one he had been waiting for. Even so… war was war, was it not?
Leonel reached out a hand and suddenly snapped his fingers.
His second Starship, the much larger of the two, rumbled as the sound echoed. Under the shocked gazes of those present, the
skies suddenly began to ripple.
One warrior after another appeared. At first, there were only thousands, but then there were tens of thousands, then hundreds of
thousands, then millions, then tens of millions.
By the time they had all appeared, there were billions of them. And, somehow, the Ancestors didn’t sense them until Leonel had
snapped his fingers.
“Board the ship,” Leonel commanded coolly.
The billions of troops filed onto the Starship. Despite their numbers, the Starship didn’t even begin to show any signs of being
overloaded. In fact, it could probably house ten times more warriors with absolute ease.
The Morales Ancestors looked toward Leonel with an incredulous gaze.
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Leonel caught the spatial ring.
“If you want to use the Morales pools, you’ll have to go there, though,” Ancestor Hito said amiably.
Leonel smiled. “There’ll be plenty of
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The gaze of the Morales family flashed.