Dimensional Descent

Leonel shot forward and his head almost snapped back as though someone had just pressed on the gas. His speed was so fast that he almost didn't believe that it was being generated from his own legs.

What was the most shocking about it was the fact that his weight hadn't been lowered in the slightest, unlike what had happened when his Snowy Star Owl Lineage Factor's Speed Branch reached its peak. Somehow, he managed to hit this pace with his weight being just as great as it had been before.

He appeared before the castle walls almost too quickly.

Realizing that he would crash if he didn't adjust, Leonel focused, his thighs bulging as he leapt into the air.

"Wah…"

Leonel let out a gasp. Before he realized what was happening, he was already 50 meters in the air, his eyes opened wide.

Jumping 50 meters into the air wasn't a big deal if he was in a Fifth Dimensional world. He might even be able to replicate the feat if he put his all into it in a Sixth Dimensional world.

But, just now, he thought he had already adjusted himself to his new strength so he used even less than he thought he should. And yet, the result was still like this.

Leonel suddenly understood. The speed of the Starry Tailed Fox was amazing, but somehow it was still secondary compared to its leaping, directional change, and agility abilities.

He laughed in the skies, making it to almost 60 meters before he began to fall downward.

Aina clicked her tongue, still quite far behind Leonel. She had adjusted her speed based on what output she was used to Leonel producing. This was clearly also outside her expectations.

in a fog of crimson as she exploded forth, her palm flipping

his vision suddenly able to see through everything. His Internal Sight enveloped the entire mountain castle as several arrows

his spear, its feather fluttering in the wind as he pierced

every arrow, his speed leaving afterimages in the air as he thought back to the

yet he was back there again as though the first time he touched

when he was just in the Third Dimension. No… he hadn't

now, he wasn't looking for them. It was just that his senses were so far superior to what they had been back then that he almost had no

feet grinded into the ground as though to gain the support of the earth with her

moment, Leonel was in a

eerily similar to him. How different was brandishing a

but the methods and foundation of drawing up

as easy as breathing to him. He never had to think when he drew his bow or when he cocked his arm back to release the draconic power in his arm, but that was also because he

he thought about it,

could make

wasn't straight, if his back wasn't tight, if his shoulders weren't steady, if he could always just adjust the angle or his Bow Force

all these thoughts in just the split moment it took for him to fall onto the

to perfect his mechanics to an absolute extreme,