Dimensional Descent

Leonel took a deep breath.

He managed to kill a Demon Lord without invoking his Metal Synergy Runes. This could be considered improvement, but he still wasn't happy with this result. He felt that dealing with Maugrier wouldn't have been a problem for him even half a month ago.

'I'm learning all these spear techniques, but chaining them together well is too difficult… I need a new direction…'

After steadying his breathing, Leonel looked up to find the remaining demons inching away from him. It was clear that if they weren't worried that Leonel would stab them in the back, they would have long since turn and run. They were all veteran warriors. They knew that with such a large disparity in strength, and especially since Leonel was a mage, they'd be finished unless they banded together.

However, what they never expected was for Leonel to do nothing to them. Even up until the point the first of them ran away, he didn't lift a single finger.

In Leonel's mind, he didn't benefit entering such a battle. Without a leader, these demons wouldn't be able to organize themselves to continue the chase. At best, they'd be able to regroup with another Demon Lord. But, by then, Sir Peirce would be in position and things would become much easier.

Instead of putting his life on the line fighting so many enemies alone, it was best to take advantage of their fear and allow them to run away. Leonel wasn't an invincible god. Fighting almost 50 opponents by himself was far too difficult.

Though he had feats beyond this in the France Zone, it had to be remembered that those were normal humans without special abilities. Leonel wouldn't play with his life like that in this place.

Leonel bent forward, picking up the bow Maugrier had dropped.

"Oh…?"

Leonel was stunned.

coldness to it that reminded Leonel of polished stainless steel. However, it was oddly both black and rough to the touch,

him to pause was just how heavy the bow was. It weighed at least 50 pounds, and that was already about half

was able to shoot and reload so quickly was because he didn't pull the bowstring

replayed the battle in his mind. He clearly remembered that

he had the time, he realized that the only

the reason why his Gene Assessment had set him as a star quarterback. He was very

as his first ranged weapon was because the throwing motion

to leave those long barreled pistols behind to the point he rarely used them in battle anymore. It couldn't be helped, they were at most C

with a bow and arrow before.

bit of flexibility as a result, judging by how powerful

keep it with me, I guess. Even if I can't take it out of this Zone, since I'll be

his spear and tested the bow

"Ah…!"

in a cold breath. He realized in that moment that had he not reacted

was this bowstring so

it exerts too much strain on my fingers… but if that's the case, how did such a weak

Maugrier's corpse and checked his hands.