The deep murmurs kept coming out of its throat. It gave people stalwart brain pressure.
The moment the demon troop in front rushed into the distance of 100 meters.
Richard suddenly waved his hand.
"Sand archers, fire!!"
'Shoo! Shoo! Shoo! The arrows condensed from sand once again tore through the sky.
They streamed over a hundred arrows in the blink of an eye with a powerful penetrating force.
'Puchi!'
Fresh blood exploded like a fountain.
An elite-level demon wanted to block the arrows with its hand. But after the arrow accumulated power, it pierced through its palm and head and finally nailed it to the ground.
The smell of blood permeated the air.
[Ding~ Your troop has killed an elite-level demon. You have gained 5 points.]
[Ding~ …]
Notifications congested the system again after a series of deaths.
