Purple-winged Dragon
Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Han Sen found a place that was not so steep and held Doomsday in both hands while watching the fight on the mountain top. Pulling out a Skyfall arrow from his quiver, he shot it at the sacred-blood creature.
He barely hurt the sacred-blood creature with his arrows and two were shot at Son of Heaven who was fighting the sacred-blood creature.
Of course, Skyfall arrows wouldn’t hurt Son of Heaven either. It was so badly made that it wouldn’t even pierce the skin of mutant creatures.
Han Sen was just warming up. After all, he only had one Z-steel arrow and wanted to make sure he would succeed with it.
"Damn it. Do not shoot if you don’t know how to use your bow. Put away your useless arrows," growled Son of Heaven who had been shot twice by Han Sen.
Qin Xuan rushed to the top and started to attack the sacred-blood creature. Others also climbed back to the top and started shooting at the creature.