Dimensional Descent

The violet dragon snaking through the skies suddenly whipped its tail, causing the few arrows that had been launched into the skies to snap beneath the wind pressure alone.

Nazag's eyes widened in shock. His first thought, once again, was some sort of cheating. This was a world created by a Morales Ancestor, after all, and it was designed to distort their senses from the very beginning. Maybe it could mess with their attacks as well.

However, somewhere deep inside, Nazag knew that this wasn't the case.

He raised his bow into the skies, his heartbeat slowing. After the first volley failed, leaving him and his people stunned, the Oryx were still quickly closing the gap, in just a few more moments, they would be upon them.

Nazag realized that maybe the only way to salvage this situation was to kill Leonel.

"He's about a hundred meters up and three kilometers away. This is a routine shot..."

Nazag took a breath. Reaching into his quiver, he pulled out a radiant white arrow and pulled. His bow trembled once and ancient runes began to light up across its body. A white Bow Force erupted from him, spiraling around his arrow and shifting his hair like the wind.

"Die..."

Nazag released with an exhale.

It whistled through the sky with a harsh sound, gathering momentum as it moved until it seemed to become two arrows spiraling around one another. This was Nazag's most powerful single shot technique, at least the most powerful one he frequently used. It could be considered an excellent probing shot.

His eyes narrowed as his arrow seemed to appear before Leonel in the blink of an eye. The entire world seemed to be focused on this exchange, however Leonel's expression was indifferent and unmoved. As he stood on the back of his dragon construct, his pale violet hair shifted in the wind.

The arrow appeared before his eyebrows, but just when it seemed like his head would be penetrated, exploding for all to see, the arrow suddenly crumbled. The Bow Force vanished and the arrow that was left fluttered away in a rain of ash.

froze, his hand

it felt like they were face to face. As

ROAR!

their Bow Force had suddenly become useless, they could only use their bows as sticks, relying on their fists

good was

and his small group that held up well, countering and killing a few Oryx, against the mighty

to care to raise even a single finger. He

this was a sharp contrast to his usual tactics. However, it was exactly this sharp contrast that made it

message, a message that when he spoke arrogantly, it wasn't because he did as he willed and didn't comprehend the vastness of the world. It

"I'll never forgive your Morales family for

He could not wrap his head around how any of this could be happening

all, however at that moment, he

had flooded forward like an endless tide, came to a halt, retreating just as smoothly. They were a well oiled machine, responding to Leonel's

hand. When he landed, the two armies had already separated,

Lion Bow off of his back, piercing it into the ground. With a wave of his hand, the bow of a fallen Constellation Bow Alliance member shot up

on the

expression went from one of derision to shock and then helplessness, before it suddenly became fierce. He gripped his bow and lifted it up,

TWANG!

arrow at the same time, meeting

but Leonel's arrow crossed the halfway mark even faster this time, colliding with its tip

again, but every time, Leonel's arrow would meet it. It didn't seem to

skies, illuminating the dark skies. But as time passed, the golden arc quickly suppressed the white arcs. Leonel didn't move and inch, and his firing speed didn't seem to increase, and yet

could barely travel a