Chapter 139: Killing King Orun
Swish!
Ropes with anchor hooks sprang into the air from all sides. Some latched onto my legs, others onto my hands, and even a few reached my neck.
"Fools!" I snarled and tried to pull free, but to my surprise, I couldn’t break loose.
"What?!" I gasped in shock and looked down—only to see several humans holding onto each rope.
There were at least twenty people pulling each rope, making my fifteen-point strength stat look like a joke.
"Impossible..." I mumbled in disbelief.
Only in movies have we seen humans pulling down beasts and even dragons through joint effort and crude methods like this. Never did it cross my mind that I would experience it in real life.
Swoosh!
Bam!
My eyes dilated as a sharp pain pierced my chest. My body shuddered beneath the ropes as I traced the arrow’s trajectory in search of the one responsible.
To my surprise, it was a young man in his early twenties. His brown hair was slicked back neatly, and his fair face was all I needed to know about his background.
This man was nobility from one of these three kingdoms.