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Panting!
The hissing arrows flew continuously towards Teriel.
He could feel the fierceness of the arrows, biting back the urge to dodge, he quickly swung his sword to hack at them.
The arrows struck the blade fiercely, sparking a chain of flashes.
The powerful impact made Teriel's forward rush pause, and he was about to slow down.
More arrows that followed were about to hit him.
A surge of mental power suddenly pushed Teriel forward, making his entire body fly forward, instantly moving over ten meters to avoid the barrage of arrows.
Teriel, feeling somewhat relieved, had no time to respond further when suddenly a blaze of fire from the distance enveloped the area.
Struck, Teriel did not struggle, and lay weakly on the ground, he couldn't help but exhale deeply, his eyes sparkling with excitement:
"This is the power of Spellcasters? It certainly provides a considerable convenience..."
