Dimensional Descent

"I'll give you one chance; Leave now or I'll kill every last one of you;"

Leonel suddenly spoke for the first time and a sudden vacuum seemed to form beneath his presence; Every single Brazinger family member suddenly felt that they had been locked onto as Leonel slowly took out his bow;

He didn't seem to be in a hurry at all as he knocked a single arrow; closing his eyes as he hovered in the skies;

The current state of Leonel's archery was greater than it ever had been before, and it was more than just because of his fragmented Bow Domain Lineage Factor or even the improvements to his Bow Force; It was entirely due to the fact that he was one against using real arrows instead of Force forged arrows;

In the past, Leonel couldn't justify spending hours to even days Crafting arrows; At best, if he really cared, he might Craft one or two that could be used in a pinch as an ultimate sort of trump card, but otherwise, it was better to use bows that had an auxiliary effect of forming Bow Force arrows;

This ultimately weakened his bowmanship somewhat; Many would assume that the bow was the more important part of an archer's arsenal, but there were many schools of thought that treated the arrow as an asset that was just as important;

Leonel was of the belief that this was nonsense; but that didn't mean that he didn't understand the kind of deterrence and boost powerful arrows could have; It wasn't just a small boost either; His power as a bowman would easily double;

It could only be said that the Brazinger family members who were still readying their charge had no idea what they were getting into; They didn't heed Leonel's words and they would suffer for it;

The current Leonel didn't have to painstakingly Craft every single arrow; He only had to forge a single one; and now; even while he wasn't paying any attention to it; the Segmented Cube was mass producing arrows of top tier quality at a rate he simply couldn't match;

a resplendent white gold arrow trembled in his fingers; swirling with powerful strands

who had come to deal with Leonel felt his

to move forward with the charge; The backline of spaceships were gearing up their canons in case they were needed while the frontline spaceships all opened; a flood of patrol officers strapped

met Leonel's cold gaze, a deep sense

TWANG!

before his forehead in the blink of an eye; accelerating not just once; but three times through the air; Every blast left devastating in its wake; sending shockwaves in all directions and even causing several patrol officers who got too close to its tail wind to explode into a rain of

PCHU!

so tiny and small that it wasn't noticeable at first glance; In fact, for the long while of

But then…

BANG!

onto his face; but he was entirely incapable of reacting; Just like that; a genius that could have made a name for himself in the Void Palace vanished from the world

of this had happened; though; Leonel had already

single step nor did he seem to strain or struggle; Every arrow he released; no matter how hard their targets tried to dodge; seemed to end up right at the center of all

canons! Prepare to

and another stepped in right away, relaying orders and barking out with their

Leonel's arrow split their

ancient and oppressive runes. Even before it was nocked, the temperature of the surroundings seemed to skyrocket, almost as

"Die," he said lightly.