A Taste of One’s Own Medicine (3)

"Hey, they're here! Everyone, prepare to attack!" The members of the Fantasy Devil City finally discovered Shen Yanxiao's team. All of them revealed a cruel smile. They had killed dozens of miners with their arrows yesterday, and as fresh blood dyed the ground red, their blood boiled with excitement.

"Haha, it will be an easy time. We don't need to prepare to deal with those groups of pigs." When they had taken action yesterday, the opponent had no means of retaliating as they shot freely at their targets. At the end of it, their body count had increased by the dozens before they retreated. There was basically no danger to speak of.

"Haha, just treat it as a hunt! However, the goal of our hunt is not animals but instead, humans! Haha!"

As they saw the team gradually closed the distance, these archers rubbed their palms as they eyed their targets.