Chapter 68 - Miscalculation

A series of thunderous explosions reverberated as the arrows found their marks.

The blue arrows cast an icy shroud over their surroundings, the verdant ones conjured miniature tornadoes, the golden projectiles birthed spikes that erupted from the earth, and the fiery arrows ignited small but impactful explosions. Indeed, each color of the arrows carried its distinct and potent effect.

The devastating firepower of these arrows was undeniably formidable, resulting in the solemn loss of a significant number of knights from the 3rd division.

In fact, the scene would have held a certain beauty if not for the grim reality of dismembered bodies scattered amidst the explosions.

Observing the chaos, the commander issued a resolute order. "Into the fog! Rally with the 1st division and make your way back to the main force. Report to the general whatever survivors remain."