Caleb Li strode casually amid the carnage that was going on around him.
Previously, they looked at him like a fat sheep ready to be devoured but now. They realized he was the devourer, devouring it prey.
Each steps he took send shivers down their spine as they scramble for safety.
They knew, they can't escape from his clutch with his impeccable archery.
But at the least, they hope they would not be his next victim to be exploded like cherries.
As for Caleb Li, he care little about their charade. He picked up the lose arrow, and return them to the quiver.
Since he had killed the hundred people required for him to step up to the next stage.
He did not see any reason for him to continue killing like a mad man.
Watching his departing back, the warrior from different tribe sighed in relief and wipe off the bead of sweats from their forehead.
