Dimensional Descent

"… Eat slowly Little Tolly, slowly now…"

Leonel wiped off sweat that threatened to sting his eyes once more.

He never forgot that one of the hazards he learned about Metal Spirits was their propensity to overeat. If he let it happen, Tolliver could go mad and harm him.

This was the main reason Tolliver had yet to evolve into the Fourth Dimension along with Blackstar. Leonel was very careful about how much he fed him and what he fed him.

Leonel preferred to give the little fella high quality Ores that would fill him very quickly. This was much better than feeding Tolliver a lot of low-quality Ores.

The more high-quality Ores Tolliver ate, the more powerful the little guy would become in relation to its evolution stage. So, Leonel took this very seriously.

"Oh…"

Tolliver suddenly shot out of Leonel's gloved hands. The little guy's body concentrated into a single point before explosively growing.

Leonel realized that this was a sign that Little Tolly was finally crossing into the Fourth Dimensional realms.

Leonel's mind had already entered such a realm, so he was very confident that he would still be able to control and command Tolliver appropriately.

Tolliver came back to Leonel looking just that much more lustrous.

"Ready to work little guy?"

"Bloop, bloop."

Leonel smiled lightly before his expression suddenly changed.

He quickly commanded Little Tolliver to float in the air as he scanned his black gloves. After just a moment, he smiled bitterly, watching it corrode as though having been dipped in strong acid.

of his hands before it got

he felt he might be able to make them, how would he? He needed gloves to Craft with Little Tolliver but couldn't make the gloves he needed to Craft with

Leonel grit his teeth.

training for a long time… No time better than the

lessons of his father's beginners guide was to begin to stray

the more elaborate a Force Crafter's gloves became. Eventually, they would become a hindrance to hand

if calling himself Father Overlord wasn't bad enough, the old man actually wanted

once again, thinking back to

a Morales, the earth bows down to you, not the other way around. Gloves are for

at all. First it was forming a Fifth Dimensional Divine Armor and now it was Force Crafting without protection. Leonel couldn't help but feel that his old

the first catapult, steadying his

Fine cracks spread across its surface, causing

ever possessed. Unfortunately, due to Miles almost blowing

been impossible for explosives of the 21st century like Miles used back then to

main issue is that this was an energy based treasure. As a result, it had to rely on the Force around it in

far weaker than it should have been. If it was using Fourth Dimensional Force, it would likely take at

necklace could survive several blows from the crossbows

was the power of Quasi Bronze treasures, this was their true

just a shame that

For now, that is.

wanted to gain enough skill to build his Divine Armor, he would need to build up his skill just as quickly as he built up his strength within Brave City. The only way he could protect himself, his friends and Aina would be if he had the strength to do so, and

that case, I'll

of the chain necklace, the teleportation abilities of the Treading

half an hour of meditation, his gaze

hand and allowed Little Tolly to land in

**

was in shambles, facing battles on all fronts. All eight Forts and even the Capital was under siege. The only difference was that the Capital was under siege by two cities with the Moon, Camelot, and the eight Forts only being under siege

surprisingly, at this moment, the Emperor of Earth sat in his garden, the delicate chirping of birds around him. He continued to meditate, raising a