Dimensional Descent

Compared to the dress of the youths, the elders of Valiant Heart Mountain weren't dressed much differently at all. In fact, there were only two differences one could point out.

The first was the color of their cloth belts. What dangled between their legs wasn't the black of the youths, but rather a striking red. At least, most of them wore this red as though dyed by centuries of blood. The old man that led them, though, wore one of copper, as though the blood that had once drenched his had rusted over with age.

The second difference was a shawl draped over their shoulders. This matched the color of their cloth belts, giving them a more dignified appearance than the kids below.

The old man's exposed torso was just as hollowed out as the pale young man from before. But, though his body seemed worn with age, his back was as straight as a javelin despite the fact he simultaneously used a walking stick.

The atmosphere fell into silence as this group of five walked forward.

One could feel the difference between realms of existence when standing before the powerful. Though these five elders had yet to speak a word, it felt as though there was a mountain weighing down on them all, as though they wouldn't be satisfied until they all kneeled in deference.

Though the Dimensions felt like 'power levels', this wasn't the case. In fact, only talents like Leonel and Aina would feel this way… like crossing Dimensions and evolving to a higher state of being was no different than crossing any other barrier.

However, to middling existences, the barrier between Dimensions was akin to Heaven and Earth.

There was no doubt that each and every one of these elders stood as a Fifth Dimensional entity, a barrier that more than half of those here would never even cross, let alone travel so deeply into.

This was a strength that they idealized, that they aspired to, that they respected from the deepest recesses of their hearts…

"… Stop playing around."

up to see what all the commotion was

elders at the very front, he raised his

that he was still injured. Though Aina's food had helped him along, he was still only about 70% of his normal self, which was a

food was definitely not enough for such

'Oh…'

he had entered when he was completing his Divine Armor. Back then, he had vaguely felt an energy integrating with his body and improving it.

Leonel understood that that feeling must

forgotten that defeating Invalids could improve his strength. But, this wasn't really his fault. He was so powerful but Earth only had Third Dimensional Invalids to deal with. Those existences could

gone from Third Dimensional Invalids, to a Variant Invalid on the verge of entering the Fifth Dimension.

had only absorbed about 20 or 30% of the energy.

have

now, his Healing Branch ability could allow him to heal back to a perfect state immediately. But it seemed a waste to

it, I'll be

youths to soak up

wasn't just for the sake of showing off their might, it was also to give them a goal to aspire to while also making their authority unquestionable. Every organization

definitely didn't help that there was a small clearing around this person and also that this person was far taller than most

Leonel continued to be

he wasn't doing this on purpose. What these else thought should have been obvious pressure was like a spring breeze to Leonel. If it wasn't for Aina pinching his waist and startling him, he probably wouldn't notice

hands to his sides. There was truly nothing about his