Dimensional Descent

Despite the issues, Leonel remained calm.

The main problem with not being able to sense Bow Force wasn’t the skill portion; it was rather the power output. If he could get his hands on his Spear or Bow Force, he wouldn’t have to worry about. the lethality of his weapons. Even if a bear appeared, he would be confident in piercing its skull with a single arrow. He wouldn’t even have to aim for its eyes.

But now, he would have to be extremely wary of such a beast.

’Running out again...’

Leonel gave the panther that had a blooming bouquet of arrows in its eye a look before walking to a nearby tree and using a trusty rock to repeat the process he had done several times already. Soon, he had several dozen pointed tip arrows in his quiver.

But he hardly took a step before he frowned again.

Leonel slowly put his bow away, handing it to Aina. Then he pulled out a spear body.

Lumbering through the forest ahead was a bear. It was low to the ground, and its fur was a fierce black, yet its eyes were somehow an even darker shade of black.

Suddenly, it leapt forward, breaking into a sprint.

Leonel’s gaze gained an eerie calm to it. His suppressed anger smoldered, but everything about his expression was the picture of serenity.

He took a step to the side at the perfect time, sliding behind a tree.

The bear burst by, but not before Leonel’s spear shot forward.

Fierce and steady, it thrust through the air, leaving a whistling, spiraling wind in its wake. BANG!

His spear collided right into the ribcage of the bear, and an audible snap echoed.

The spear snapped right at its center, but Leonel’s expression didn’t change in the slightest. Ile only reached up, snatching the broken piece out of the air as it spun wildly.

He knew that that audible snap came from more than his spear, especially after he heard the horrible cry the bear released.

Leonel used the force of their collision to take a step back. He wrapped around the tree as the bear fell to the ground, circling to its back and then stabbing down with both broken edges of his spear.

The splintered edges buried themselves into the hind legs of the bear. It was only an inch or two, but the horrible roars of the creature echoed just as loudly.

Leonel leapt back with light steps, taking his bow back from Aina and nocking three arrows at the same time.

’I have to thank you, Regulator... if you won’t let me take this path, I’ll forge another!

Leonel fired his arrows.

At the same time, the bear had whipped its head back in an attempt to snap at him and stop the pain coming from its back, only to find one arrow coming for each of its eyes and the last soaring into its open maw.

Puchi. Puchi.

The bear was immediately blinded, and when it snapped down on the arrow that entered its mouth, the roof of its maw was ripped through.

Blood spurted, and the creature was suffering more than it ever had in its lifetime.

Leonel drew another two arrows and released them. Then another two. Then another two on top of those.

Soon, the bear had a bouquet of arrows in both eyes. It shook on the ground, trying to hold onto its last strand of life.

But then Leonel nocked his last arrow.

This time... just the faintest wisp of a gold light gathered.

The sharpness in Leonel’s eyes deepened, and his hand danced in the wind in wisps of violet fog and energy.

Dic.

SHUUU! PUCHI.

This arrow aimed right for the center of the bear’s forehead and ripped right through.

Leonel slowly lowered his bow, his expression still calm but his thoughts moving wildly.

This entire world was built on Dream Force. But this was both a benefit and a detriment to the Regulator.

The good news for it was that it could control everything with absolute precision. The variables of this world were completely under its control.

The bad news was that because it was Dream Force, it had to rely on templates that already existed. The Regulator wasn’t building all of this from scratch; it was pulling on things that already existed in some shape and form. Only that way was it able to display its true power.

The reason Leonel couldn’t grasp Bow Force was that the Regulator was stopping the flow of Dream Force forged Bow Force from making it to him.

If Leonel continued like this, he would either have to put in thousands of times more effort than others to grasp Bow Force, or he might never be able to succeed.

That was something he couldn’t accept.

But then he had a sudden bout of enlightenment.

As he had said earlier, there would be many who created some form of Bow Force that was ultimately inferior to the original. As such, they would be at a disadvantage against those who understood the essence of the true Weapon Force to a much deeper extent.

If the reverse was possible, why not the vice versa?

Why not create his own Bow Force and Spear Force from scratch? Forming a Weapon Force the Regulator didn’t have a template for and as such couldn’t suppress from reaching him?

And why not make it stronger than the originals?

His understanding of the two Forces had already surpassed that of their Ancestors. He had personally defeated them both at the same level.

In that case, he would just take it a step forward and truly make them his own.

Leonel’s gaze glowed fiercely as he looked up. The moon was stretching overhead, and after a day, night had finally fallen.

He would have to stop and rest soon. But whether the Regulator would allow him any rest was still up in the air.

All he knew was that it didn’t matter what obstacles were thrown his way. He would blast through them all.