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.

peeling the gloves off of his

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.

have been avoiding this training for a long

last lessons of his father's beginners

Spirit became, the more elaborate a Force Crafter's gloves became.

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

breath and activated his Bronze Runes once again, thinking back to the

to you, not the other way around. Gloves are for

it was forming a Fifth Dimensional Divine Armor and now it was Force Crafting without protection. Leonel couldn't help but

the first catapult, steadying his

a familiar chain necklace appeared in Leonel's hand. Fine cracks spread across its surface, causing a flicker of rage to

ever possessed.

of the matter was that it should have been impossible for explosives of the 21st century like Miles used back

main issue is that this was an energy based treasure. As a result, it had to rely on the Force around it in order to form its defensive shields. This was exactly

result was far weaker than it should have been. If it was using Fourth Dimensional Force, it would likely take at least 24th century explosives and technology to

could survive several blows from the crossbows that White Knight Diore couldn't

Quasi Bronze treasures, this was their true

was just a shame that this

For now, that is.

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

my Divine Armor, I won't need this. In that case, I'll combine both necklaces into one… This should be

the Treading Goddess Necklace. His mind spun with thoughts. He wanted to combine three abilities into one. First the defensive abilities of the chain necklace, the teleportation abilities of the Treading Goddess Necklace, and finally, add

half an hour of meditation, his gaze

Little Tolly to land in his bare

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fronts. All eight Forts and even the Capital was under siege. The only difference was that the Capital

in his garden, the delicate chirping of birds around him. He continued to meditate, raising a cup of tea to his mouth without