"Ding ding ding..."
Mixed with the coarse sounds of arrows passing through trees and dirt was a series of crisp tinkling noises as tall figures parted the trees, braving the rain of arrows as they emerged from the forest.
Dragon scales identical to those of a dragon could not be pierced by ordinary arrows.
The Asura Nagas didn't need any armor; their dragon scales were the best protection. Equipped with only two suitable weapons, they could become butchers on the battlefield.
With their exceptionally hard dragon scales and strong bodies, the numerous Asura Nagas charged towards the phalanx like Diamond Warriors, indestructible.
Tiger Slayer's lips were tightly pressed as he stared deathly at the ten thousand Asura Nagas. Although they numbered less than a tenth of his own force, the sense of danger he felt was overwhelming.
Over ten waves of arrow rain had been shot down without a single kill. It was so shocking that he could hardly believe it.
