The archers on both sides of the cliff finally started to move, still bending their bows and notching their arrows.
With a continuous howl, one War Bear after another fell to the ground.
Everyone's faces changed dramatically; faced with such terrible arrows, the Earth Armor and armor on the Armored War Bears, even their tough fur, were like paper mache.
The Armored War Bears were nailed to the ground, dying in extreme agony; within minutes, most of the War Bears were dead. If it were not for the players recovering some quickly, the entire force might have been wiped out.
All faces looked grim. The prowess of the War Bears was indisputable; the corpses blocking the canyon were clear evidence, crushed to powder, but even such powerful War Bears, not to mention the defense of their armor and Earth Armor, just their own fur's defense was extraordinary.
Yet, even so, they were mercilessly pierced by arrows.