127 Muscle Flow Crossbowman (4100)_2

The vampires charged wildly, dodging the arrows with their robust physical abilities and reflexes. Those occasionally hit by the crossbow bolts merely grew slightly weaker, pulled out the bolts, and continued to charge.

Franz led the charge at the forefront, his feet hitting the ground with the agility of a cheetah. He was now using a high-speed movement ability that could amplify his original speed. The Eerie Night Guests firing the crossbow bolts struggled to accurately target him.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...

A series of crossbow bolts were fired in Franz's direction, but most were dodged by him. The occasional ones were directly blocked with his hands, unable to strike any vital spots.

Boom!

Under the moonlight.

A silvery heavy arrow fiercely shot out.

Franz's heart skipped a beat, instantly realizing he couldn't dodge this bolt. He immediately raised his claws and swung them to deflect it.

A streak of faint red energy traced its trajectory in the air.

Thwick!

Ah!