Chapter 120: The Real Son, Right?
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Holy Water Town was built alongside the descending slope, with a pile of jumbled rocks at the narrow mountain tunnel entrance.
The standoff had already lasted for over ten minutes.
The Undead, feeling utterly hopeless, comprehended in the instant they saw the figure holding the Broken Sword that no matter how strong they were, they could never stop the three Red-Name Monsters from attacking.
Everyone knew that the outpost at Star Dragon Ridge had updated its siege gameplay, but no one expected that they themselves would be the ones being played with.
Three Red-Name Monsters in their twenties walked towards them, each step seeming to press down on their very heartbeats.
The bolts tore through the air, aiming deviously at Lind. As Undead, they would not die and naturally would not fear, but the sparse arrows, which seemed somewhat inadequate, gained additional force thanks to the natural terrain, falling from above.