Struggling to control her trembling hands, Dusa took careful aim and finally loosed the arrow!
With a whoosh, the arrow feather shot forth with a sharp piercing whistle, and in a blink, struck the demon in the shoulder!
Hit!
Seeing that she had finally hit her target, Dusa almost cried out in joy, but she quickly suppressed her delight because she saw clearly that her father still received no support from her shot. The demon, struck in the shoulder by an arrow, seemed utterly unaffected and continued its fierce pursuit.
In such circumstances, Dusa immediately drew another arrow feather from behind her, nocked it onto her longbow, aimed, and released another arrow.
With a whoosh, this arrow feather hit the demon’s chest, followed swiftly by Dusa shooting a third arrow, which also struck the demon!
She’s got her groove back!
Three successive, accurately aimed shots let Dusa gradually regain her usual form and restored the confidence she had lost for a moment. She continued to draw and release arrows, targeting the demon relentlessly pursuing her father.
Undeniably, as part of the ranged troops, archers are a force that cannot be ignored in any battle, even against demons. However, due to the demons’ incredibly tough, thick skins, ordinary archers find it hard to inflict real damage.
To enable archers to play their role effectively in combat against demons, people had already greatly improved arrow feathers through continuous battles.
Today, the most powerful arrow feathers aren’t made of wood but are crafted from the spines of Hundred-thorn Demons. Resembling huge hedgehogs, these demons have hundreds of spines that are harder than steel but amazingly light, making them the best material for making arrow feathers.
These arrow feathers crafted from spines are known as Piercing Arrows, allowing even the most ordinary archer to wound a demon.
Regrettably, any equipment made using demon parts is extremely expensive, and Piercing Arrows are no exception. One Piercing Arrow costs a whole Gold Coin, a price too steep for the archers from Backhill Village, and Dusa couldn’t afford them either; they could only use ordinary wooden arrow feathers.
In this case, even though Dusa hit the demon with five or six arrows consecutively, the damage inflicted was very limited, only causing the demon to cry out in pain twice.
But don’t forget, in such fierce battles, life and death are decided in an instant. Thus, when the demon, relentlessly pursuing Monte, cried out in pain from the consecutive hits, Monte seized the opportunity to raise his broadaxe and chopped at the demon’s neck, instantly causing blood to spurt from the wound.
Monte, having escaped danger, was unaware that it was his daughter’s support that had saved him. He had barely caught his breath after slaying the demon before he rushed off in another direction where three soldiers were being attacked by another demon—he wanted to help out.
Seeing her father out of danger, Dusa also breathed a sigh of relief, but she soon shifted her target and aimed her bow and arrows at another demon.
This time, her target was an armored bull demon!
Equal in might to the Grayrock Demons, the combat power of the armored bull demons was significantly stronger than that of the Black-eyed Demons. Their horns, which topped their heads, were the perfect weapons, capable of penetrating even shields once they charged, added to the scale armor that covered their bodies, making them nearly unstoppable once they began their assault.
In this assault, there were about a dozen armored bull demons among the hundreds, not a high proportion, but still, they were among the most dangerous creatures on the battlefield. Aside from Rocky, Lin Feng, Liliya, and Monte, the strongest warriors, ordinary soldiers targeted by these demons were inevitably either killed or severely wounded.
As Monte’s daughter, Dusa’s understanding of demons was naturally far superior to that of ordinary people. Thus, once she had regained her composure and adapted to the brutality of the battlefield, she focused on the biggest threat out there!
Having set her sights on the armored bull demon, Dusa slowly drew her longbow, not releasing the arrow feather immediately as she usually did, but taking good aim for a while before gently loosening the bowstring in her hand.
An arrow shot forth, and after a blink, it accurately struck the neck of the armored bull demon, immediately causing it to bellow in pain!
The armored bull demon was covered in scale armor from its feet all the way to its neck mane. Hence, combating such a demon required breaking through the scale armor with immense strength, or else targeting the neck and head, which were not covered in scales.
Particularly the neck of the armored bull demon; though it was covered in thick mane, it was the most vulnerable part of its body. Dusa’s arrow targeted precisely this spot and pierced directly through the mane into its neck!
Unfortunately, as the saying goes, the power of wooden arrow feathers is extremely limited. Even though Dusa had so precisely struck the armored bull demon’s weak spot, the damage inflicted was minuscule.
But it seemed Dusa already knew this would be the case. No sooner had she released one arrow than she pulled out a second arrow feather, drew her bow, aimed, and fired just like before!
Another arrow struck its mark, the armored bull demon cried out in pain again, but before its cries could end, a third arrow arrived in the blink of an eye and hit its neck once more.
After this, the fourth, fifth, and sixth arrows followed in quick succession, each striking the armored bull demon’s neck with unwavering accuracy!
The impact of one arrow feather was indeed small for the armored bull demon, even if it hit a vital area, but what about two arrows? Five? Ten? Fifteen?
If a vital spot was hit repeatedly by a dozen arrows, even the armored bull demon couldn’t bear it, could it?
When the neck was struck by another arrow, the unlucky armored bull demon turned and roared furiously at Dusa on the high wall, as if bellowing for Dusa to come down and face her death.
Clearly, the armored bull demon had no concept of what a Sharpshooter was, and it didn’t realize how ridiculous it was to roar in anger towards the target of a Sharpshooter.
So as the armored bull demon kept roaring, Dusa’s lips couldn’t help but curl up slightly, and she nonchalantly pulled out another arrow feather, slowly drawing her longbow.
The constant drawing of the bow had caused Dusa’s shoulders to ache unbearably, and her delicate fingertips were raw and bloody from pulling the bowstring repeatedly, each draw causing excruciating pain.
But when she drew the longbow yet again, she didn’t even furrow her eyebrows as she immediately released another arrow!
This arrow, as if alive or endowed with awareness, flew straight from the bowstring towards the roaring demon and in a split second pierced through the armored bull demon’s eye, half of the arrow feather instantly penetrating into its brain!
The roar stopped abruptly, and the massive body of the armored bull demon fell to the ground with a thud, raising a cloud of dust…
With just her own strength, Dusa had actually killed an armored bull demon!
This result was simply unbelievable. Considering the formidable strength of the armored bull demon, even a dozen normal soldiers might not be a match for it, and even if Lin Feng and Rocky wanted to kill it, it would have been exceedingly difficult. Yet Dusa achieved it, using her astonishingly exceptional archery skills to kill an armored bull demon!
Such a feat, without exaggeration, was enough for her to boast about for a year!
However, although Dusa was gradually regaining her form and achieving impressive results, as previously stated, in battles of this scale and level, the power of one person could hardly sway the outcome of the battle, not even Rocky clad in Void Magic Armor could achieve that.
As Dusa was gradually regaining her form and earning impressive results, Rocky too was continuously killing demons. At this time, although he had not kept an exact count, he had killed at least seven or eight demons.
But what of it?
“Die!”
A sword chopped onto the neck of a Black-eyed Demon, and Rocky, with bloodshot eyes, immediately decapitated the demon, but he didn’t even have time to breathe before quickly sliding away eight meters using the mobility of the Void Magic Armor.
“No!”
Using the rapid slide of the Void Magic Armor, Rocky roared but could only watch helplessly as a Black-eyed Demon bit into a soldier’s shoulder and then violently jerked its neck upwards, tossing the bitten soldier into the air. By the time Rocky arrived with utmost speed, the soldier had already fallen to the ground, dead…
In anger, Rocky then ruthlessly thrust his sword into the chest of the Black-eyed Demon. When the first stab didn’t penetrate, he thrust a second time. The second stab didn’t penetrate either, so he thrust a third time, finally skewering the Black-eyed Demon through and through.
After killing this demon, he immediately soared into the sky, and from his aerial perspective overlooking the entire battlefield, his heart sank completely…