Dimensional Descent

Chapter 945 Ablaze

The javelin tore through the hull of the leftmost ship as though a hot knife through butter. There wasn't an ounce of resistance and the hole it created wasn't even visible to the naked eye. It felt like nothing would happen for just a few moments and many almost sighed breaths of relief.

As scary as Leonel was when he wielded a spear, whenever he became a marksman, it felt as though they were all standing in the presence of a demon overlord. It felt that no matter which of them he chose to lock onto… they would die without recourse.

Unfortunately, they never got a chance to breathe that sigh of relief.

'That javelin wasn't bad. I think it combined a few Lightning and Water Elemental Ores? This will probably be the slowest acting one. Three… Two…'

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The nonchalant man who stood at the helm of the ship almost lost his balance, his hands unable to remain clasped at his back. The chain explosions his ship was undergoing only became worse with every passing moment.

In that moment, another javelin had already appeared in Leonel's hand, causing the atmosphere to shift once again.

The pupils of the two remaining nonchalant men constricted, their hands already leaving their backs as their auras surged. However, what they hadn't expected was for Leonel's second throw to still target the leftmost ship, something that most definitely caught the man at the helm off guard. But, what happened next made them regret not stopping the javelin at all costs.

its explosion sending it careening into the middle ship. It was as though the explosions were perfectly

and middle ship collided, a spiraling implosion resounded, only for Leonel to throw out a third

could hear the commotion from hundreds of kilometers away. The skies sparked as though a network of fireworks had been let free. The clouds were singed black and ash rained down along with meteors of fiery metallic

the destruction, his expression unmoved. From start to finish, a second archer hadn't dared to target him, probably for fear of ending up like their other comrade. For some reason, even when Leonel was the most distracted, it felt like his vice grip was still holding onto their

veins. He knew that the battle was over now. He could just hop into the Segmented Cube and use its new functions to

before, he had almost aimed the javelins at the men standing on the helms despite knowing just how

over a million minds. In an instant, he regained all his rationality, the slight red tinge of his violet hair

the remaining two javelins, Leonel

a gaze toward Engnaril and Captain

"BOY!"

the wreckage. Leonel had never expected his javelins to kill those three men, and clearly they weren't feeling

chosen to attack as though they were lofty and above everything else, they only had themselves to

a black ship made of the same pieces. This ship pulsed with blue lights, looking as though it might collapse at any moment. The crevices between the puzzle pieces were clearly visible. Though it gave it a beautiful, exotic sort of look,

this ship, then there was no ship in the world worthy of his

"HALT!"

an eyebrow. Was he actually supposed to listen to