Dimensional Descent

Jefrach was drenched in sweat.

In order not to lose face, he had kept up with Leonel's pace from start to finish. But the result made his lung scream.

Unfortunately, the pressure of the Gates had nothing to do with strength. Even a Fifth Dimensional entity would face a proportional amount of pressure. This was, of course, the same for Jefrach.

But, what Jefrach couldn't believe was that Leonel seemed unaffected. Let alone breathing as heavily as him, Leonel didn't even seem as though he had sweated a single drop. To make matters worse, Jefrach was certain that the reason he was in such a sorry state was because of the pressure of the wall, but rather because of the pressure from Leonel himself.

Finally, for the first time since their competition began, Leonel looked toward Jefrach.

"You don't look too good, baldy. You doing okay?"

Jefrach's gaze flashed with a bloody red. He glared at Leonel, his chest heaving.

At that moment, from atop the city walls, a few individuals looked down with curiosity. They all seemed like youths as well. However, whether they had gone through the same trials or not was unknown.

"Isn't that Black City's bald boy? He looks like he's in a pretty sorry state, what happened to him?"

The few on the wall chuckled. However, let alone hearing them, those below couldn't even see them. It was as though they were in a completely different world.

The only one who frowned, seemingly realizing something was off, was Leonel. However, even with his senses, he had no way of seeing through the Brave City barrier. He only felt a faint itching at the small of his back as though he was being watched.

"Which door do you think they'll be able to open?"

"Pft, aren't you just wondering if we'll have any competition?"

"Regardless, if they're anything below Royal it'll be too much of a disappointment. If that was the case, I would have gotten up to come all the way over here for no reason."

City Lord Gate. It's rare for anything meaningful to come out of the

isn't that that madman's sister down there? Maybe the genes

looked at the young man who spoke like he

about anything related to his wife and his little sister. You better watch your mouth.

seemed that he had already entered the city. However, oddly enough, his wife and Syl's sister-in-law, Heira, didn't seem to

too weak and it obviously wasn't because she was too

information as he couldn't even hear the

on the top of the city walls seemed to accept this person's word as law and

fallen to silence. "The Cities are only going to fall further and further behind the Powers at this rate.

were all from Powers themselves, or they wouldn't be

their foundations are economy and governance. To them, abandoning Terrain would ruin their futures completely, whereas for us, wherever there's room for self improvement, we'll be able

themselves to

underbelly of Terrain without regard. Unlike the common people who had to tiptoe around their words, these nobles spoke their minds freely and boldly. This was the

The group snickered.

someone is going to try? Huh? Is that

so lost in their own worlds that it was only now they noticed that the young man teaching Jerach his

in the Third Dimension even making it through the pressure of the Gates. Though the pressure was adjusted based on strength, there was still a minimum requirement for foundation. They had simply never seen someone within the

make a fool out of Jerach should

to Leonel before despite this was because the City Lord system was declining harshly. Though Jerach had some

they care about someone who was only beating someone they didn't care much about to begin with? Would you care about the power of someone capable of

"He…"

BANG!

moment, Leonel's palm touched the tall doors,

blasted flying, rolling in the dirt until he slowly landed before the feet of

surged toward him, but they rebounded off his body like crossing blades, filling