Dimensional Descent

Leonel's arrow tore through the skies with such speeds that booming concentric circles of volatile air formed an enormous cone around it, rippling out in all directions.

Each one would start as small as the tip of the arrow and then bloom outward so far that it seemed that all the glass windows in the entire city were blown out in an instant of time.

The first wave broke them into pieces. The second wave crushed them even further. The third turned them into volatile particles in the air so small that they could be breathed in. And the fourth turned them to nothing.

When the arrow finally reached Zornoir, he exploded the instant the tip of the arrow touched him.

[Finality].

Leonel exploded with over 10 times his strength in an instant, causing a firework of blood and gore to rain down from the skies before they were vaporized by the fifth pulse.

It was truly an arrow to end all arrows.

Leonel grinned, grabbing at the air and pulling Zornoir's soul down and into the palm of his hand. Even with all that destruction, he was perfectly intact, painting the perfect picture of Leonel's level of control.

He had forgotten how fun it was to use the bow. By default, he always brought out his spear, partly because of his Lineage Factor and partly because back then, his White Lion Bow had fallen behind considerably in strength compared to what he could take out from the Spear Domain Ring.

But now that he could create his own weapon, and his Lineage Factor had evolved, he felt he shouldn't neglect his bow as much.

The main problem was honestly his Constellation. It was clearly better suited to boosting his spear and his Divine Armor. If he changed it too much, it would begin impacting the other Morales.

He hadn't forgotten about them, it was just that... he felt it was difficult to face them.

They had lost their friends, their family, and he, their Patriarch, wasn't there when they needed him most.

fault, and he even held some resentment toward his grandfather for pulling him away like that without a word, but he had done all he

choice, and without the chance to reform his foundation like this, how could he

be able to comprehend the Constellation Realm ahead of time. The Demoness would

his grip when he was just

"Three... two..."

moment, the skies shook as several auras descended in a torrent

bright smile spread

"How dare-"

the rest, cleaning out his ears. He didn't have the patience for the soap opera-like corny lines. Sure, it sounded

Force like Leonel, seeing through the quirks in their soul fluctuations was so easy that he could practically feel his bones rusting from the

it was best he

skies, facing off against the small troop

come already, will

...

platforms are

the world. All around him, he could hear the

man was, unsurprisingly,

he couldn't hold himself back. But he knew that there was no way that he could appear out in the open. Not only had he left behind a body double, he had snuck out with the best channels available to him, not even leaving his father

knew how to protect the

here and found out that there

letter. But if someone really is luring me here, then why would they

Aerin's expression suddenly changed.

Could it be?

need