Dimensional Descent

Leonel picked up one of the spear bodies and shook his wrist before piercing it out.

The butt of the spear body struck against a tree’s body.

Despite only having the strength of a mortal, the bark burst apart and a small dent was formed into the tree.

Although Leonel kept calling himself a ”mortal, in truth, he was probably three to four times stronger than the strongest man on modern Earth would have been.

His body, though suppressed to the Third Dimension, wasn’t something a normal man of Earth could hope to match.

Unfortunately, his power had been artificially capped. Otherwise, if he could tap into the strength he had the second time he returned to the Third Dimension, cutting down these trees would have never been an issue in the first place.

’Now I just need a blade!”

Leonel flicked his wrist again, testing the flexibility of the spear body until he was satisfied.

Even so, he still took off his shirt and tied three other spear bodies to his back with it.

Aina whistled from the distance. ”Finally giving the people what they want:

Leonel smiled and came to her side several minutes later. He had reworked things, making a large basket he strapped to his back.

”Come on. Hop in, Mrs. Morales.”

’Is this what they call luxury?”

’Of course. You won’t find better accommodations anywhere else!

Aina shook her head with a laugh and obediently took a seat in the basket.

Leonel had made it more than large enough, but she was still worried. Of course, this worry wasn’t for herself, but rather Leonel.

Usually, her weight wasn’t a problem at all. Leonel had been able to easily carry her for a long time

now.

But now, he was a mortal, and a hundred extra pounds was a lot, especially when she was much heavier than that.

She didn’t say anything because she knew that Leonel would insist on carrying her around like this no matter what. But...

Leonel hoisted her onto his back, adjusting himself.

Indeed, she was probably heavier than what he could comfortably carry around right now. His speed was less than half of his usual.

’I’ll just have to make up for it.

Three spear bodies rested in the basket with Aina. To his waist, there was a quiver of arrows that likewise lacked a blade. But he had pointed their tips. In his hand, there was a bow that he had just created.

In a few moments, Leonel had probably become one of the most equipped people in the Zone. Ironically, Leonel had forgotten one of the main advantages he had.

He wasn’t the only Crafter among the entries, but he was the only one familiar with Sub-Dimensional Zones and would know how to take advantage of them in this way.

That was because... he, his uncle, and Aina were the only ones to come from Incomplete Worlds, while he was the only one with high enough Dream Force affinity to have sensed it already. Not only had his uncle had his Dream Force suppressed by the suppression of his Dream Asura Bloodline, but he had also lost all of his memories anyway.

’My range is probably only around 30 meters or so with this bow... We’ll see!

Leonel set up, moving as smoothly as he could to stop Aina from jostling around too much. This used up even more energy, but his breathing remained steady and even.

He might be suppressed, but his vitality was still through the roof, and the strength of his body spoke for itself.

It wasn’t even 20 meters into the journey when Leonel’s ears twitched for the first time.

’Already?’

It seemed that the region around the cottage was a safe zone. The moment he journeyed past a certain region, he was targeted.

He took a step, and his hips pivoted as he raised his bow.

A fox creature surged toward him, weaving in and out of trees and moving like a flash.

Still, Leonel calmly exhaled and released his bowstring.

There wasn’t the usual fierce TWANG he was used to hearing, and the arrow moved at an agonizingly slow pace.

And yet...

The fox seemed to present its head right to it.

Puchi.

The eye of the fox was pierced right through, the arrow half inserting into its head.

’Looks like we found dinner.” Leonel said with a smile.

The cottage was bereft of water and food. With Third Dimensional bodies and no Force control, people would begin to feel the hurt in less than a day. It was the Regulator’s way of forcing them down.

Although Leonel had taken advantage of a nearby well, after drawing from it once, it had gone completely dry. Clearly, this was on purpose.

Leonel continued forward after storing the fox with Aina. But soon he realized that this was unnecessary.

The beasts came so frequently that he was almost certain that this was the action of the Regulator. They started off mostly weak, little foxes that could be killed with a single arrow. He didn’t even worry about running out because every time he ran low, he would just write a new Force Art on a nearby tree and make more.

But soon, one arrow was no longer enough, and he started to have to fire multiple, especially as the creatures grew from foxes to wild dogs, and then from wild dogs to wolves, and then from wolves to panthers.

There was another oddity here as well. Bow Force was eluding him, as though it was a faint wisp in the air that didn’t want to acknowledge him. That was something that he had never experienced before.

Leonel was unlike the others. He could remember the exact formula of Bow Force like the back of his hand. After firing so many arrows, he should have already triggered its appearance.

Yet, it wasn’t listening to him at all.

Leonel couldn’t help but sneer inwardly. There was only one reason this would be happening. This Regulator was truly testing his patience.