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;

raised his White Lion Bow; a resplendent white gold arrow trembled in his fingers; swirling with powerful strands of Sixth Dimensional Bow

the head patrol officer who had come to deal with Leonel felt his heart skip a

charge; The backline of spaceships were gearing up their canons in case they

Leonel's cold gaze, a deep sense of regret gripped his

TWANG!

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

PCHU!

noticeable at first glance; In fact,

But then…

BANG!

onto his face; but he was entirely incapable of reacting; Just like that; a genius that could have made a name

all of this had happened; though; Leonel had

it was a massacre was an understatement; Leonel didn't even move a single step nor did he seem to strain or struggle; Every arrow he released; no matter how

canons! Prepare to

structure of the Brazinger's didn't collapse and another stepped in right away, relaying orders and barking out with their Force to protect

Leonel's arrow split

it was nocked, the temperature of the surroundings seemed to skyrocket, almost as though the sun had suddenly

"Die," he said lightly.