Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 439 - 95: Seven Arrows Descend from the Heavenly Mountain_4

Chapter 439: Chapter 95: Seven Arrows Descend from the Heavenly Mountain_4

With a "snap", a Beast Elf Archer’s thumb and the string of his bow, compounded from metal, brutally sliced off, his tall stature crashing onto the ground.

The cause of his death was simple. The Centaur Divine Archer, born with six fingers, was able to simultaneously shoot five arrows in quick succession, while he, having only five fingers, could only manage four feathered arrows.

His first four arrows were countered by the Centaur Archer’s late shots. But when the Centaur Archer released the fifth arrow, he was only halfway through readying his second set of arrows. Just because of one finger, his life was determined.

The second Beast Elf Archer stepped out without hesitation.

This time round, the Centaur Archer was launched into the air, pinned against the cave wall behind him, like a gecko stuck by a dart.

The cause of the Centaur Archer’s death was also pretty straightforward. This time, the Beast Elf Archer pulled his compound bow to the extreme and released only one arrow. As the Centaur Archer was accustomed to releasing multiple arrows, all three of his arrows were cut in half by this one powerful shot. Before the Centaur Archer could release his fourth arrow, he was already dead, his skull penetrated by a long arrow that pinned him to the icy wall of the Red Earth Highland.

The Beast Elf Archer laughed cruelly. His two fingers were dripping with blood and the white of the bone could be seen beneath. The entire metallic bow he held in his hand was vibrating intensely.

What a wild Beast Elf! What a wild arrow!

Liu Zhenhan kept his gaze cold and continued muttering incessantly, although his voice had grown much softer.

Then, four more Centaur Archers succumbed in the same manner, pinned against the wall behind them. The horrifying thing is that these brave archers of the Haos Clan this time didn’t even attempt to intercept the enemy’s arrows with their own. Instead, they chose a different angle and shot three arrows into the bodies of their adversaries — they only had time for three shots.

Liu Zhenhan finally stopped cursing. His eyes were moist.

"I didn’t understand it earlier, but today, I finally understand why we Beamon have been standing tall in this world for thousands of years." Old Liu turned his head and subtly wiped the corner of his eyes.

Gortani handed him a white handkerchief.

"I have sand in my eyes." Old Liu lied.

The Swan Knight made a sour face and the Vajra Parrot disdainfully tilted its beak.

At the top of the Red Earth Highland, five Centaur Archers were pinned to the wall.

Outside the Red Earth Square lay five Beast Elf Archers, shot and downed, with three arrows penetrating their brains.

The last remaining Haos Clan Archer, short and appearing somewhat grotesque since he was a little hunchbacked, bravely stepped forward without any hesitation or fear.

This time, everyone could clearly see that this Centaur Archer only notched three long arrows onto his six fingers. His eyes were as sharp as arrows that had buttonholed the hardships of thousands of years of battle in Heigar, sparkling with the radiance of fearlessness unto death.

The final Beast Elf Archer breathed heavily. His rapidly heaving chest revealed his intense emotions. His eyes kept darting towards the dead bodies on the ground, those bodies with three conspicuous arrows on them.

After taking a deep breath, the Beast Elf Archer turned around and ran.

The proud Centaur Archer used a fancy arrow technique. He held all of the decorated feathers in the arrow bag and spread them out with a "swish", like the tail of a peacock in full bloom. With effortless swag, he shot arrow after arrow, turning the fleeing Beast Elf Archer into a porcupine.

Such a display of archery could only be a performance — in a life and death battle, it would be considered suicidal.

This Centaur Archer indeed put on quite the show.

After releasing all the arrows, the Haos Clan Divine Archer stood tall on top of the Red Earth Corridor, raising his longbow high. His gaze was as domineering as an eagle falcon overlooking the earth, and his hunchback body straightened.

Guoguo was wearing sunglasses and cackling while riding a Vajra Parrot, flying over the Red Earth Square.

"Fool~ Fool~ Fool~ Fool~ Fool~ Fool~"

"Who’s next?" At the top of the Red Earth Highland, the Overlord roared authoritatively, like a spring thunder that could crack the stalwart ice of Tamerlarya.

No Beast Elf Archer dared to step forward, even though there were still a dozen of them, all ferociously grinning, robust men.

After a deathly period of silence, a cheer suddenly erupted.

"Divine Archer Zichen! Divine Archer Zichen! Divine Archer Zichen! Divine Archer Zichen!"

At first, only one Beamon was shouting, but then it slowly evolved into countless Beamons shouting. The volume was on par with screaming bloody murder at seeing one’s father’s death, mother’s marriage to another man, and getting a toad from Zodanu Clan as a wife.

A high-pitched war song also resounded and vibrated the Red Earth and the water of the Sanggan River, alongside the singing of that Fisecan girl.

All human faces were ashen.

The Overlord’s song was the strongest, like the roar of a mighty dragon. At the top of the hill, it enveloped the earth and the heavens.

"Can’t help falling in love~ Where does the arrow piercing the sky come from~

Can’t help falling in love~ Where does the Centaur Archer come from~

Can’t help falling in love~ Where do the shameless human robbers come from~

From the beginning, it was destined that you would fail~

No matter how brilliantly you arrived~

The long arrow would be your welcome gift~

Warrior’s arrow exists only for you!"

This time Liu Zhenhan was not creating a war song, just expressing his feelings instead. As a natural born Soul Singer, he had the right to sing from the soul.

"Damn your wooden mask! This song is more suitable for me!" General Pan’s eyes were moist.

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Guoguo has never swung a giant hammer while riding a parrot, I didn’t make that mistake.