Chapter 113: Anticipation is the Essence of a Gift (2)
If swordsmen had Aura Swords, then archers had Aura Arrows. Anis and Taragon had already demonstrated this today.
But the Aura Arrow Keter now nocked on his bowstring... was on an entirely different level. This was not a simple aura-infused arrow—it was an arrow of light.
Keter pulled the string lightly, then released it. A flash exploded across the field. At the exact moment Keter let go of the string, the Arrow Wings floating behind him all fired simultaneously.
Kaboom!!! Crash!!
The ground split apart, churning violently where the Aura Arrows tore through it. The Diamond-class and Amantir-class mercenaries, and Burgundy managed to dodge them and barely deflected the follow-up arrows.
However, the Platinum-class mercenaries could not handle the aftermath of the Aura Arrows. Although they weren’t hit directly, even the shockwave of the arrows that brushed past them was enough to make them fall to the ground.
Keter’s Aura Arrows had transcended the concept of arrows. They were siege weapons—ballista. Even the arrows suspended like wings behind him held deadly force, each one carrying enough power to kill.
Clang!
The Diamond-class mercenary’s sword shattered as he tried to block an arrow. In mere seconds, ten mercenaries had been wiped out.
Only two remained: one Amantir-class mercenary and Burgundy, the Orichalcum-class warrior.
“...A monster?”