Yarra’s Adventure Notes
Chapter 1161 - 273: Bow of Release

Chapter 1161: Chapter 273: Bow of Release

"I should have aimed for the head, Kyle, your method is really too inefficient." Dillie said disdainfully while rubbing the blood off his paws on the body of a magical beast that was also a lion. Turning around with a smug look, he exclaimed, "See, as long as you thoroughly destroy their brains, their undead transformation stops. Even if they’ve turned undead already, they’ll die again. How about that? I didn’t get it wrong this time, did I? Hahaha, let’s see who dares to mock me now."

"You actually guessed right this time." Pannis commented thoughtfully, stroking his chin as he looked down at the corpse beneath his feet, "Interesting, destroy the brain, is it because their Soul Fire is hidden inside their brains?"

"What do you mean ’guessed right’? It wasn’t a guess, okay." Dillie retorted unhappily, "I’ve seen this kind of thing a lot back home, they’re practically everywhere, and they’re the type that will turn undead if scratched or bitten. So, do I need to guess?"

"Your homeland is filled with these things?" Lina exclaimed in horror, "Where is your homeland? Tell me in advance, I’ll definitely not go there."

"Uh, it’s not reality, just in the movies. Movies? You can just think of it as something like novels or musicals." Caught with his tall tale, Dillie’s tail drooped, and he muttered, "And how would I know where my hometown is? If I did, I would’ve gone back long ago."

In fact, since the last encounter with enemies, everyone adopted a similar tactic: Pannis was responsible for initiating surprise attacks, sniping one or two magical beasts in advance. If he didn’t manage to kill them outright, he would entangle the surviving enemies. The girls worked together to hold off a fully intact beast, while Dillie, with his overwhelming power, would quickly eliminate one and then turn back to deal with the beast the girls were holding. This maximized the role of each person and made the battles relatively easy. They could even win without having to unfold their Inherent Psychic Domains.

In the second battle, Pannis still chose to dismember and burn the bodies to prevent undead enemies from continuing to fight even after sustaining severe damage. However, after the battle, Dillie suggested that these undead magic beasts could actually be easily dealt with by destroying their heads, and he was very certain about it. Although in their past adventures, Dillie often came up with such bizarre ideas, most of which were wrong, leading to playful teasing from everyone. But despite the teasing, no one really dismissed his ideas as pure fantasy. Everyone was aware that what he said could very well be knowledge from another world. The errors were merely due to some rules being different between the two worlds. There was always the possibility that they might encounter a situation with the same rules, so his proposals were always seriously tested at least once.

Thus, today was no exception. After Dillie suggested obliterating the enemy’s head, Pannis still teased him with his past blunders until the two ended up wrestling again. Nevertheless, when the third battle began, Pannis still conducted a test, and indeed, it bore fruit. The first giant ape had half its head blown off, not even getting a chance to turn undead. The second wolf, which had completed its undead transformation, had its brain destroyed and thus returned to death. The third lion had its head crushed by Dillie, and its undead transformation was interrupted midway. From this, it was evident that Dillie’s suggestion was very effective against undead enemies.

"You should be looking at him with admiration." Pannis finally couldn’t help it, he sighed deeply and, pointing at Dillie, he said to Lina, who had been staring at him intently for the past hour, "Why keep staring at me? Look at him, go on, look at him."

"Oh, okay." Lina nodded her head, but her gaze remained firmly fixed on Pannis, filled with longing.

"Alright, alright, you win, I give up." Pannis said resignedly, shoulders drooping. From his pocket, he pulled out the weapon that had returned to its peculiar stick-like form, "Here, if I don’t show it to you, you’ll probably grumble about it for years."

"Hehe, thanks a lot." Lina immediately smiled, her attractive large eyes narrowing into slits with delight, "It’s enough for me to just see it in your hands."

"It’s okay, you can hold it for a while too." Lina’s cunning yet considerate attitude made Pannis feel even more helpless. He scratched his head and said, "Actually, I’m not afraid of losing it either. It’s like your Earth’s Praise; if it’s lost in battle, a ritual can be conducted at the Elven Royal Court’s altar, and it will reappear on the altar automatically, so you can use it with confidence in battle. I remember when Flare accompanied us to the Realm of the Dead, she always carried it with her."

"Is this the Elven Relic that the former Elf Queen Ika mentioned that Flare was planning to secretly lend to you?" Lina carefully took the stick with both hands, turning it over and over in front of her, "It’s called the Bow of Release? It doesn’t seem to have anything to do with hair though."

"Hey, lending it to me was approved by the Elder Council, not secretly, and I definitely wouldn’t dare to accept it if it was taken secretly." Pannis’s eye twitched as he quickly offered several excuses before explaining, "This is the Bow of Release, which you could say is one of the Elves’ Sacred Items. However, it wasn’t crafted personally by a Deity, but like Earth’s Praise, it was made by newly born Elves using the hair from an unknown ancient giant beast. What you’re holding isn’t actually made of wood, but the tightly intertwined hair of the giant beast, which, after thousands of years, took on its current form. The Elves presented the Bow of Release to the goddess Artemis as an offering, and after Artemis blessed the Bow of Release, she returned it to the Elves. This bow can amplify the power of feathered arrows, but it consumes a lot. Unless it’s a Demigod Elf, it’s not that practical. However, it does have one great use: since it was blessed by Artemis, anyone holding the Bow of Release, if powerful enough, can shoot the Divine Artifacts that only Elves can shoot."

"Hmm, Ika also mentioned it," Lina recalled. "That powerful Divine Artifact, the Hunting Arrow, right? I remember that’s the name."

"Forget about it, never mention that name in front of others," Pannis’s smile faded as he spoke seriously. "It’s a secret the Elves have guarded for many years."

"I understand," Lina nodded solemnly. "I won’t betray their trust."

"Yes, that’s what I mean," Pannis nodded. "And, you didn’t remember wrongly; it is indeed named that."

"Since they have lent you the Bow of Release, does that mean, the Hunting..." Lina’s eyes suddenly widened, as she quickly covered her mouth, looking at Pannis in shock.

"Yes, it’s also with me," Pannis touched the area over his chest and nodded. "But I will never use it unless it’s a last resort."

"I see," Lina seemed to feel the heavy trust Pannis was carrying. Trust brought not only satisfaction and joy but sometimes also immense pressure, overwhelming pressure. The girl couldn’t help but wonder, if it were her bearing that trust, would she dare to take on that Divine Artifact representing the Elves’ greatest military strength? However, after only a moment’s thought, she pursed her lips, gave up on such a daunting question, and refocused her attention back onto the Bow of Release in her hands, not contemplating the terrifying issue any further.

The Bow of Release was light, feeling weightless in the hand. The priestess girl held the grip as Pannis did, trying to channel her mana into the weapon. Surprisingly, the Bow of Release was like a parched desert, no matter how much mana she poured into it, it seemed impossible to fill. For a priest of Legendary Rank, although their mana reserve was not as voluminous as that of a Mage, it was still considerable. Yet, despite consuming a tenth of her mana, the girl still could not activate the Bow of Release in her hand.

"Alright, stop trying. To activate it, you would need at least a third of your mana, and every shot will consume an equal amount of mana again. Which means, at your peak condition, you can only fire two consecutive shots," Pannis stopped Lina’s attempts by holding her hand, allowing the unactivated weapon’s mana to flow back into her. Retrieving the Bow of Release, he easily activated the weapon and, while toying with the energy-formed bowstring, said, "That’s why I said, the consumption is too great. Even a Demigod wouldn’t want to use it consecutively, as having one’s internal energy completely drained and then rapidly replenishing it from the environment is not a comfortable feeling."

"Alright, the corpses are all dealt with." While Lina was admiring the Bow of Release, the knight girl had already gathered the four corpses together. Once these Undead magical beasts died again, the Energy of Death lingering on their bodies dissipated quickly. They would soon become ordinary corpses and rejoin the natural cycle. After confirming that the Energy of Death had faded, the knight girl finally relaxed and said, "The appearance of these Undead magical beasts always seems so odd."

"Indeed it’s strange. They don’t seem to be guarding this place, more like they’re just roaming around, similar to the way herders graze their livestock," Pannis agreed. "Moreover, their strength is weaker than I expected. If nothing is amiss, they must be like the Marsh Stalkers we encountered before, upgraded from Legendary Rank magical beasts to Demigod Rank forcibly. Whether it’s in strength, speed, or combat awareness, they’re far too inferior to true Demigod magical beasts."

"So are you saying, this is like a breeding farm for the Divine Servants?" Catherine’s expression was odd as she spoke. "It can’t be that exaggerated."

"I only meant it’s similar, of course, it’s not an actual farm," Pannis shook his head. "Plus, even if it was free-range, it wouldn’t be here. They still need food when they are not Undead, and there’s no food in this area."

"Regardless, the frequent appearances of Undead magical beasts indicate that the path from grandfather’s memory is correct," Catherine looked up at the area obscured by trees ahead, took a deep breath, and said, "And it also means, the hard part of the journey is only just beginning."