Dimensional Descent

 Three Arrows

Leonel's arrows didn't even seem like normal attacks anymore. Instead, they seemed to be like natural disasters.

One carried the essence of a storm, blowing and shredding apart everything in its path.

Another carried blades of space that distorted everything they came across, crushing and grinding it to dust.

The last was like a blazing inferno, scorching everything and carrying a hidden heart of fury. Despite the power of the first two, this one still somehow seemed to be the most powerful despite also being the simplest.

The Ember Force of the Celestial Embers was like play putty in Leonel's palms, bending to his will and accepting his grace as though he was the one and only true overlord of flames.

The panic in the eyes of the Adurna family was palpable. The defenses of their battleship were quickly pulled up and a large amount of Force poured in from all directions.

BANG!

The first Celestial Storm arrow landed. It clanged against the defensive shields, whipping winds convulsing as strikes of lightning came down from above in a booming cadence.

The shield shook and quaked, but eventually managed to remain firm. Unfortunately, this was only the beginning.

The White Spectral Tiger arrow came afterward with an instant ferocity. Although it was an arrow, when one looked at it, it felt as though they were staring into the maw of a roaring tiger or watching as a mighty claw descended from the skies.

Although it was just an illusion, it felt like no matter what they did, it would be entirely impossible for them to ever block such a blow. Just the artistic conception alone felt too perfect… as though they weren't even staring at the White Spectral Tiger any longer, but rather the Borne Banes of the past.

They realized too late that this artistic conception was so perfect precisely because of the existence of King's Might.

Everyone else could only look up in shock and horror at these majestic beasts, but when Leonel looked at them… he only saw a series of Force Arts.

BOOM! CHI! CHI! CHI! CHI! CHI!

The White Spectral Tiger arrow was different. Rather than being an area of effect assault, encompassing the entire shield like the Celestial Storm arrow had, this arrow instead formed a burrowing drill. Various shades of black and silver spun around one another in a vicious cycle as they rotated at high speeds, focusing on a single weak point of the shield.

Sparks flew and the embers that formed set fire to the world below. The energy scattered through the armies, and they found themselves dying by the droves. Hundreds of Owlans didn't even have the chance to defend themselves before they were burnt to ash or shredded to pieces by the spatial storm.

BOOM!

The arrow shattered apart, the shield still managing to remain. However, by this point, the cracks had already begun to spread, jetting out in all directions as though they were racing through a jagged maze. Sometimes cracks would suddenly meet and fuse into one another, forming a much larger piece of substantial damage that made the hearts of the Adurnas inside shudder…

That was because they knew that a third arrow was still coming.

The shield was already rapidly absorbing energy from the surroundings to heal itself. It was clear at a glance that this was a truly magnificent creation. It was likely that even if the Primordial Terror attacked this shield, it was unlikely to be able to destroy it in a single blow.

But there was a difference between Leonel and the Primordial Terror.

Leonel was a God Armament Crafter and a citizen of Earth.

These battleships were likely things that the people of this world had never seen before. It wasn't that they didn't have battleships, but rather that they had never seen battleships in this form factor.

But he had.

And to him, it was nothing more than child's play.

BOOM!

The third arrow landed.

People expected a huge commotion; maybe sparks would fly like before, or maybe it would trigger an area of effect cascade that enveloped the entire shield in flames and burnt it to ash. Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

However, this wasn't what happened.

The blazing inferno of the arrow suddenly concentrated into a single line, so concentrated that it no longer looked like an arrow of fire, but rather a perfectly polished ruby that had taken the shape of an arrow. It looked so gorgeous that it felt more appropriate for it to be on display in a case or an auction rather than being used to attack. Even the sharpest bowman in the world would feel hesitant to fire such a beautiful arrow.

And it was precisely this arrow that pierced right through the shield as though it wasn't there, leaving behind a hole so tiny that even with all these experts around, many had to squint just to see it…

But that squinting wouldn't take place now… because they were too focused on where the arrow appeared.

It whizzed through the air so fast that if one blinked even a single time, they would miss it. And even if you kept your eyes peeled, your strength might not be great enough to deserve to witness its strike.

In that instant, it had already appeared before the eyes of the Adurna family head.

Her eyes widened, and her heart plunged down to the depths of hell.

She had no choice but to erupt with her greatest strength, bringing out the Adurna shield to block in front of her at the same time her skin became a reflective, gem-like consistency. It looked as though she had coated herself in perfectly sculpted glass-like scales in the shape of delicate ovals. And yet, despite how delicate it seemed, the strength they exuded was on another level entirely.

BOOM!

The arrow collided against the shield, and she was sent flying backward. She moved back so fast that she seemed to be a streaking meteor, slaughtering hundreds of Adurna who were unlucky enough to be in the way.