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Yongsan Station, Siberian Cold (4)

Sungwoo twisted the trajectory of the arrows with the telekinesis of the ghosts. Since the arrows were so fast, he could not control them as he wanted to, but he twisted them in an instant.

Puck!

Eventually, an arrow hit a hunter's thigh.

"Ugh! Damn it! I was hit! It's so hot! Argh!"

His pain doubled because of the firing effect of the arrow. The ice wizard standing next to him quickly dropped the heat temperature by using ice magic on his thigh.

"Hahaha! Stupid Alexey was hit by an arrow for the first time! It's that bastard's turn to wash the dishes tomorrow!"

However, they could not afford to be complacent that long because ten arrows moved randomly and flew toward them from unexpected directions.

"Argh!"

"Damn it! That bastard is using a weird trick again!"

"Watch out, shooters! There is something like a ghost!"

When they were distracted by something else like this, it was natural that they could not focus on their main target.