Chapter 471: Ninety-Seventh Floor, The Wraiths (3)
[Release the wraiths. Time remaining: 10 hours 32 minutes.]
It fired three arrows, each one arcing distinctly through the air as they flew toward me. Climbers could easily shoot multiple arrows at once, and they even possessed skills that allowed them to imbue the projectiles with tracking abilities. What set one archer apart from another was how fast, powerful, and precise they could shoot those arrows.
For instance, Cole would launch arrows so quickly that they were nearly invisible, though to my eyes, they were perfectly visible.
The wraith’s attacks, however, were different. Not only was each projectile extraordinarily fast and powerful, but the power contained within them felt unnatural, charged with a strange, ominous energy. As I advanced, the arrows shifted sharply, adjusting their trajectories to follow me.
Dodging won’t work. I will have to deflect them.
Timing the block would be difficult, especially since its magical attack was also flying at me. Since the incoming spells weren’t visible yet—even if I could sense the stirring mana—I immediately extended my domain.
Noticing that one of the arrows was arriving a fraction of a second earlier than the others, I parried it with Soulbound while thinking about how I would deal with the spells.
Should I trust the armor’s resistance?
Facing this opponent for the first time, I couldn’t gauge its full strength. Dodging seemed safer. At that moment, a pulse of mana flared within my domain. Flames ignited before my eyes, bursting forth in a violent blaze.
Fire, huh. This should be fine, actually.
The Flame of Aspiration had heightened my resistance to heat, but just in case, I cloaked myself in a layer of causality. As it wrapped around me, the flames struck. The combined might of my abilities allowed me to pass through with ease.
Nice. If it uses fire in the future, I can tank the hit.