"Ah! Ah! Ah..."
"Run! These aren't common crossbow arrows! Damn it! Every arrow contains a special power! All of them are different!"
The powerhouse who participated in the battle let out indignant roars.
Countless foreign race warriors were pierced through by the rain of arrows. Those who were powerful and had high defense were turned into porcupines, while most of them were either frozen or burned. All kinds of Dou Qi and Gang Qi were as fragile as paper under the rain of arrows.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The army advanced without any delay, and all the enemies in front of them were killed by the rain of arrows.
However, these foreign race warriors were indeed elites. Those who could be brought into the Mythical Battlefield were not here to make up the numbers. Not all of them were top-rank powerhouses, but at least they were elites.
