Dimensional Descent

Leonel had barely drawn his bow into a partial crescent when panic took hold of the battlefield.

Libli froze and suddenly couldn't move a single inch. No matter how she calculated, no matter how she wracked her brain, she couldn't manage to figure out a method to live. So long as Leonel targeted her, she would die. For the first time in her life, she was 100% certain of a conclusion.

The only people capable of resisting that strike were powerful Quasi and True Sixth Dimensional existences. In addition, they couldn't be normal Quasi Sixth Dimensional existences either. Considering how weak the Tier 9 pair of twins had been, losing to Libli who wasn't even Tier 7 yet, it was doubtful that there was anyone born in the Milky Way capable of such a feat.

The only chance they had was if Leonel didn't fire at all… But what chance was there of that?

Leonel's fingers released from the string, his actions smooth and unhurried. From barely being able to pull this bow to 20% of its potential, Leonel could now pull it to 100% with ease. However, he had chosen not to because it was simply unnecessary.

Rippling waves of distorted air pulsed around the flying arrow. At first glance, it almost looked like the warped images one would see around an extraordinarily hot object. The air wasn't steaming, but its surroundings twisted and bent almost like a rippling puddle of water.

"Protect the Princes!"

The roar came from the backline but the Crars warriors all fell into rank. As though this order was an injection shot of bravery, their eyes went red.

'A commander type ability?' Leonel's gaze narrowed. 'But this works out well too.'

SHUUUU!

upon rows of warriors blocking the path of Leonel's arrow toward

warriors was the main roadblock to him capturing this space. So, he hadn't hesitated to target their leaders as he had done from the very beginning. As for the results,

from a powerful ballista. It tore through the first line of warriors, reaping three lives at a

thing twice and he had already adjusted his calculations. The result was

but air the whole time. This arrow, however, reaped that many on just

the army, shredding armors to pieces and twisting flesh and bone into grinding meat

trembling. Even the elite warriors they had originally come with found it difficult to even move an inch. The only one who had managed to do anything was the old man who shouted

a suppression between Dimension… Who

finally

BANG!

violent churning of water jetting outward.

the thousands the Crars had brought had been

their parachute systems deploying like the wings of

his Level 3 Bow Force, it felt like a curtain a gravity had fallen over the second Lake Crossing, making the knees of those who

the boats ready to fight. However, what they saw when

the center of the battlefield, followed by a path of blood and gore. And, every