Dimensional Descent

Leonel exhaled a breath. He tested the range of his elevation height again, just to see if he was locked into he same rules and quickly found out that the answer was yes.

That much was still fine. The point of the shield he was riding on wasn't to escape, the only purpose it served was to allow Leonel to maneuver and throw at the same time. It was easier to do it like this than it would be with his wings because it could counterbalance his downward force with upward thrust.

'The air pressure shifted, the atmosphere is different, the Anarchic Force concentration has raised…'

Leonel's mind began to calculate once more, adjusting his effective range, his throwing speed, and the output of Force that would minimize his stamina drain while maximizing lethality.

It was all completed in the blink of an eye. Leonel zipped forward in the next, his left hand reaching for his body once against and pulling out six long needles, nestling two a piece to three gaps between his fingers.

His gaze turned cold and the world seemed to be covered in numbers.

His arm whipped forward, releasing all six needles at once. But through the air, it truly looked as though there were only three. They flew so close together and so perfectly that they might as well have been flying as one. However, in a blink, one had surpassed the other, zooming forward with a burst of acceleration the other simply didn't have.

Even with this change, it looked just the same. Three streaks through the skies, each just as blinding and powerful as the other.

They arcs through the air as one, curving through the air until they hit their targeted three different flying serpents, each right beneath the jaw.

PENG! PENG! PENG!

Leonel's Bow Force might as well have been a splash of water to them. However, just as quickly as this

PCHU! PCHU! PCHU!

landed in the exact same spot, skewering the

only penetrated a part of the way through, taking advantage of what had been a micro tear. But, the flying serpents were only knocked back for a moment and hardly felt the attack, let alone

throwing, Leonel always gravitated back toward a bow. The effort to power output of

matters worse, in order to maximize his control of these shields and these throwing objects, he had chosen the former to be at the Fourth Dimension and the latter to be at the Fifth. Leonel obviously didn't

he could only throw weapons, but not retrieve them, he would very quickly run out. And, holding all of these weapons wasn't nearly as good as having a single spatial treasure that only held

weapons were only at the Fifth Dimension, they had an even harder time piercing

wanted. But, here, the Sixth Dimension was considered 'standard'. Leonel had to purposely demote himself to maximize his

good job of screwing him this

guess I have to stop worrying about

projectile of acid, his gaze glowing. Runes began to appear within his irises

space around

fingers flicked backward, causing the three needles that had been knocked off course to rush back to his hands. He snagged them out

time, however, they left a trail of crimson in their wake, a burning inferno

had originally, driving into the butt of their stuck

serpents

"SKKREEEE!"

BANG!

enormous hole was ripped through their throats and out the back of