Chapter 206: Everyone’s Enemy (5)
The executives of the four major factions in Liqueur couldn’t believe what they were seeing. They hadn’t bothered to count, but an overwhelming number of their members had gathered. The streets were so packed that some were even forced to climb onto rooftops to find space. That’s how densely they were gathered.
Their opponents were Infinite Bank, Solver Keter, and Stella, the Empress. The Infinite Bank’s combat strength remained unknown, but everyone knew how strong Keter and Stella were; they had more than enough power to crush them.
That was the consensus among the faction leaders. The only variable was the Infinite Bank’s true power, yet the first obstacle they faced wasn’t what they had expected: it was actually Keter. The Infinite Bank and Stella hadn’t stepped in yet, but thousands were already struggling against Keter’s archery.
Gulag the Blood-Drinker, one of the executives of the Black Forest Path, roared at his subordinates, “You dumb bastards! If you can’t block the arrows, then dodge them! Just dodge! What’s so hard about that?!”
But no matter how loudly he screamed, the number of men falling to Keter’s arrows only continued to rise. He wondered if his subordinates were too stupid to dodge, but that couldn’t be. The members were desperately trying, but they still couldn't manage to avoid the arrows.
Keter was single-handedly holding off thousands. He unleashed arrows at the enemies swarming from all directions from the rooftop of the Infinite Bank. He wasn’t just nocking a single arrow like a normal archer; he shot seven at once, but he didn’t have any preparation or finishing movements.
Keter shot one thousand two hundred sixty arrows per minute. There wasn’t even a sense of aiming. It was as if he simply fired wherever people were standing. Yet despite that, his accuracy neared ninety percent. Sure, the arrows didn’t kill on impact, but that wasn’t the point. What mattered was that they practically never missed.
The secret was the magnetism Keter embedded within the arrowheads. He had imbued the outer mana shell with magnetic properties. They weren’t quite targeted arrows in the strictest sense, but they couldn’t be dodged with mere reflexes as the arrows responded to the metal gear worn by the enemies, curving in flight to follow them.
And even with this godlike display, the Liqueurians were still inching closer to the Infinite Bank.
“I’m going to kill him! I’m going to kill him! I’m going to kill him!”
The Liqueurians, driven mad by frenzy, did not fear even Keter’s overwhelming display of divine power. They charged recklessly, determined to land at least one stab.
“Hahaha! I blocked it! That’s all it is?”