The remaining four Dungeon Archers, true to their seasoned nature, instinctively sensed the impending threat. With a swift lift of their backs, they launched the prepared flying spears, beautifully intercepting the lethal arrows descending in succession at low altitude.
The contest between high-ranking archers was as brief as a fleeting white horse. Arrows and flying spears flew back and forth in low air. In just a moment, two more slower Dungeon Archers fell. Sen was hit by two arrows, and Turan by three arrows, but they were not in vital areas, and they were merely ordinary Jing Gold arrows.
With a quick roll, Sen and Turan agilely dodged behind the massive bodies of their fallen comrades, unfurling their sheaths to release their cultivated Carnivorous Ladybugs.
If they had been underground a moment ago, they might have been able to dig a tunnel and escape. Now, on the surface, turning to flee would guarantee certain death.
