"Madam Remides, what… what's going on?"
Looking at the network formed by the thousands of trajectories in the narrow space, Nizemar subconsciously squatted down slightly and covered her head with her hand.
Remides didn't answer, nor did she dodge the arrow that constantly whistled in her ear.
She knew that the arrow named Karma had already locked onto an existence named Floral Kane. At this moment, she was using all kinds of possibilities to find a path that could pierce the other party's throat.
This arrow was bound to hit its target like fate. Although it was as dangerous as the Void Sovereign who created it, it also kept its word like the Void Sovereign who created it—it wouldn't ask for additional remuneration before penetrating the target.
However, because it couldn't penetrate or circle around the reinforced barrier, the trajectory drawn by the arrow became visibly chaotic and irritable.
