Although the Divine Mask of Archery would make sure he hit the target perfectly, Arek still did his best to aim directly at the two red ruby-like eyes.
Although the Firebulls were built like tanks, their eyes were the weakness spot. Thankfully, the wind was stable.
Arek took a deep breath and used all his strength to stretch the bowstring to its limits.
Maybe it was the sense of impending doom, but the Firebull that Arek had targeted faintly reacted and jerked its head to look in Arek's direction.
However, just at this time, Arek let go of the bowstring.
"Swoosh!" A sharp whistling sound echoed through the air.
The arrow flew through the air like a bolt of lightning, tearing through the sky. Arek didn't pay attention to it. On the other hand, instead of waiting for the first arrow to strike its target, Arek with practiced motion once again loaded in another arrow.
His actions were so fast that the moment the first arrow had managed to pierce and dig deep into the Firebull's skull, Arek was ready to shoot the second arrow, his actions filled with the grace of a divine archer.
"Thud!" A Firebull fell to the ground and the sound of a system notification reverberated in Arek's head.
[Level nine magical creature Firebull slain] [+4 Exp] [5x bonus applied, 20 Exp gained]
"Swoosh!"
By this time, another arrow had managed to lodge deep into the second Firebull's skull. Two demons weighing over one thousand kilos laid on the ground, crimson blood gushing out from the wound like a fountain.
Although Arek managed to secure one kill, his location was now exposed. The remaining three Firebulls' ruby eyes filled with fury focused on Arek's figure. The bulls started to furiously charge.
Watching over three tons of force moving toward him at fast speed, Arek didn't even flinch.
His hands moved like lightning. His grip on the iron bow remained steady, his breathing stable, and in rapid succession another three arrows were fired.
"Swoosh!" Followed by sharp whistling sounds, another three Firebulls lay on the floor.
"Thud!"
Arek looked at his hands and saw bruised marks all over them.
"Killing five Firebulls is still difficult..." Arek said with an indifferent face. Although it might look extremely easy on the surface, Arek had given his all. Still, the most credit went to the Mask of Divine Archer. Without it, even in his wildest dreams he would not have been able to hit directly in the eyes when three massive demons that could crush him to a bloody pulp were charging in his direction.
"Well, it's worth the risk..." he said with a smile, moving toward the four demons' corpses to collect the arrows. Finally, he could check the windows in peace.
[Level nine magical creature Firebull slain] . . [+12 Exp] [5x bonus applied, 60 Exp gained] [Five bronze fire cores gained, 5x bonus applied, 25 bronze fire cores gained] [Five identity points gained]
Seeing the notifications, a smile automatically blossomed on Arek's face. With the system extracting the cores for him, he wouldn't have to waste time extracting the cores and could focus on hunting.
"If only the system allows me to place the arrows into the inventory, how great it would have been."
Still, he didn't complain much. One should be grateful for whatever they had.
Although the Firebull corpses could still fetch a large sum, who was going to carry them back to the city? And even if he could, it was bound to attract attention.
So it wasn't worth the hassle. He already had the most precious things.
So without wasting any more time, he left, searching for another Firebull horde.
For Arek, Firebulls were the only demons worth hunting. Anyone weaker than them gave him very little exp that even with the 5x bonus it didn't amount to anything, and if he were to try hunting stronger demons, he would be facing demons at the silver rank.
If possible, Arek wanted to fight. Silver rank demons were not as stupid as these bronze ranks. Moreover, their innate defense was top-notch.
...
Moments after Arek disappeared into the forest darkness, multiple figures appeared like hyenas drawn by the smell of flesh, eyeing the bodies of Firebulls lying on the ground.
Immediately a conflict broke out.
"Bastard! This belongs to my Green Flowers Gang—we were the first to find it."
"My foot! Black-Faced Ghost is friends with my father and as such these are mine!"
"Stop kidding, old prick. Your father died decades ago—how can he be friends with Old Ghost?"
Just as chaos was about to break out, the sound of footsteps sounded, and multiple figures dressed in uniform wrapped one after the other, surrounding the Firebulls' corpses.
The rest of the awakeners who were surrounding the Firebulls quickly backed away once they saw the insignia of the war department. The war department was something that they could not afford to provoke.
The one leading the war troops was none other than the representative who had conducted the awakening in the morning.
Other than holding the awakening ceremony, War Captain James was also here to investigate this mysterious Black-Faced Ghost.
"Just like the last time, there are no traces of him. No mana signatures, no footsteps, not even the divination detection can detect him."
"He truly is a ghost—completely traceless."
James muttered while surveying the clear wounds on the Firebull skulls. After another look, he allowed the Firebulls to be loaded in the carriages.
...
Meanwhile, Arek had already managed to find another Firebull horde, roughly five kilometers away from the first battle, completely unaware of the fact that the war representative was searching for him. If he knew about it, he definitely wouldn't be as careless as he was now.
At this time, Arek didn't care about any of this. His only goal was leveling up at least once before sunrise.
With that thought, he strained the bowstring and fired the arrow, the Firebull let out a miserable scream before falling to the ground.