Elder Sage Dwight stepped back from Rui. The dwarf's face slackened with shock, his eyes widening. His jaw dropped as he saw his armor fitting atop the Martial Transcendent.
It was unlike anything he had ever seen.
He had created countless armors in his long life. Countless armors for as many pathwalkers. And yet, to this date, none of them had ever shaken him the way watching the Emperor of Water wear the Armor of Flowing Wisdom did.
In his eyes, the Emperor of Water was nothing short of a god in human flesh, and yet the Armor of Flowing Wisdom wasn't any inferior either. It didn't look out of place despite being worn by a Martial Transcendent.
The armor itself resembled a layer of shattered reality, flowing about like a fluid. It looked like it didn't belong in the material plane. As if it had been crafted from a material that belonged to a higher dimension, and that wasn't far from the truth.
