Chapter 129
Hush!
A sharp noise, like something cutting through the air, rent the sky. In the vivid blue autumn sky, as noon approached, numerous crimson streaks appeared.
These streaks transformed into tunes, igniting into flames, and pierced the ground.
Finally, they erupted into fire.
Whoosh!
The efficacy of the flaming arrows was impeccable. It was already a dry late autumn. Despite the early morning mist, even that had been entirely evaporated by the morning sun.
Furthermore, in keeping with the season preceding winter, the earth was covered in yellowed, withered grass and reeds.
Wherever the flaming arrows landed, flames erupted. And there were hundreds, if not thousands, of such arrows.
Hundreds, thousands of fires spread out, growing in size. Gradually? No, rapidly. To an overwhelming degree. Beyond anyone’s control.