The tide of the battle changed once again when the Gogis began to throw spears at the lizard.
After the Gogi Lord had inflicted three lethal injuries all over the lizard’s body the spears’ threat increased exponentially.
Not many spears hit the lizard, even fewer had been precise enough to pierce through the monster’s open wound, but the few that hit caused considerable damage.
The spears that hit the targeted areas penetrated deep into the lizard’s flesh where they remained stuck. The lizard’s movements made the spears sink deeper into her flesh, worsening her injuries in the process.
The spears stuck in her body wouldn’t kill the lizard immediately. However, they weakened her and enraged the monster even further.
Meanwhile, the Gogi Lord was barely hanging onto his life when he gave his subjects the command to join the battle. Initially, his pride didn’t allow him to give up, but he did not want to die and leave his subjects behind while the lizard was still alive. He had to survive, even if it was just for his subjects!
More than a hundred Gogis were still standing, and they attacked the lizard with the remaining spears in their quivers. The lizard was further driven by wrath and used every ounce of strength in her body despite being exhausted and severely injured. She began to fight desperately, abandoning reason and logic. She charged at the most crowded areas and used her claws, tail, fangs, and acid spit to cripple and kill all Gogis.
Her desperate struggle was clear to see, but this only highlighted the immense power the monster could unleash through the stress she faced. The surges of adrenaline blocked her sensation of pain, turning the monster into a living slaughter machine.
The Gogi Lord took a step closer to the lizard and his subjects but stopped afterward. He began to tremble, and it grew increasingly difficult for him to move around. The Gogi Lord could only clutch at his corroded abdomen where remnants of the lizard’s acid spit were still at work, burning his flesh and eating him away slowly.
The full potential of the lizard’s acid spit came into effect at last. It restricted the Gogi Lord, preventing him from rejoining the battle. He was forced to witness the demise of his subjects as he limped helplessly, unable to do anything about it.
‘Both are half-dead. Good thing I waited a little longer.’
Michael was sitting on the tree branch like a coiled wire, observing the battle intensely. However, now that the opportunity he was seeking finally appeared, he would be the last one to shy away from joining.
The first arrow was already nocked on the Bowstring of the Antler Bow, and he pulled it back slowly.
He lifted the Antler Bow slowly, aimed for a second with his Eagle Eyes fully activated, and shot.
Michael didn’t have to follow the arrow’s trajectory to know that his aim had been perfect. He retrieved the second arrow from his War Rune, which he nocked on the bowstring before he pulled it back once again.
He channeled bits of his energy into the Antler Bow to boost the power behind every shot and released the arrow after he aimed at his next target for a second.
Michael’s arrow pieced through the left eye of his second target with a sickening crunch. The Gogi had been in the outermost circle where nobody noticed him. His death was quick and silent, piercing his eye and skull before he realized it.
Michael continued to attack the Gogis that were the furthest away from the battlefield. Everyone was too focused on the lizard’s terrifying attacks and her desperate struggle for death. The Gogis were certain that the lizard would die soon, which increased the intensity of their attacks even further.
Nobody noticed him as the Gogis threw themselves at the lizard in the hopes of landing the finishing blow and ending her menace for once and all.
He didn’t think highly of that tactic because most Gogis ended up killing themselves, but their idiotic behavior was an advantage for him. It was better if more of them died while tiring out the lizard!
Michael’s focus diverted to the lizard whenever he eliminated a few Gogis. He continued to kill the Gogis all over the battlefield while staying well-hidden high up in the tree, using the thicket as a cover.
His aim was impeccable. Almost no arrow missed its target. That was something that surprised even Michael. In school, they had learned to wield all kinds of weapons, but Michael knew that he hadn’t been an exceptional archer before.
All of that changed with Fenrir’s memories.
Most memories of Fenrir using the bow had been deeply ingrained into his body and mind. One could say that Fenrir’s memories and experiences had become a part of Michael. They became his memories and experiences.
Combining the aim, accuracy, and tricks that Fenrir had learned by using the bow for years with the Eagle Eyes Soultrait made it much easier for Michael to replicate Fenrir’s exceptional archery skills.
The star ranking of their Soultraits was different, but Michael made up for the difference by keeping the distance to his targets short enough to hit them without flaws.
Continuously using Eagle Eyes’ full power drained quite some energy but it was not worth mentioning compared to the energy influx he received now that he started killing the Tier-1 Gogis.
‘I should slow down a little.’
Once the number of Gogis decreased to less than 50, Michael released fewer arrows. He noticed that some Gogis had started to look around as if they sensed that something was amiss.
They had yet to find the arrows stuck in some of their comrades’ bodies, but that was only a matter of time. Even the densely grown rainforest couldn’t hide everything.
Time passed eerily slowly as the fight continued. Michael had less than twenty arrows remaining while the number of opponents decreased slowly.
A few minutes had passed since he stopped shooting, but there were still 20 Gogis alive and fighting viciously.
The lizard monster was now close to death, but she perceived a ray of hope now that the number of opponents was so little.
Unfortunately, the Gogi Lord regained his ability to move at last.
‘He is willing to sacrifice his life instead of continuing to watch his subjects’ demise. What a great Lord,’ Michael was getting increasingly impressed by the Gogi Lord and found himself respecting his actions.
Most Lords didn’t even think of their summoned subjects as living beings. The Origin Expanse had resurrected them to obey their Lords. This turned them into mere puppets. That was what those Lords believed firmly.
However, the Gogi Lord was different. He seemed to treat his subjects like he himself wanted to be treated as well.
Under normal circumstances, having such a personality was great. Unfortunately, it may not be the best option for a Lord, who was responsible for ensuring the survival and safety of his territory and subjects.
‘What a shame. I wonder if we could have become partners if not for the incident,’ Michael wondered before he made a move.
One arrow after another cut through the air.
In the next instance, the first arrow drilled deep into the Gogi Lord’s left eye.
Then the second and third arrows followed suit.
The Gogi Lord staggered after the first arrow pierced his head. When the second and third found their target, the Gogi Lord lost control of his body and crashed to the ground.
The lizard monster, who had turned over to the Gogi Lord to face him, saw the arrows when they pierced the Gogi Lord’s eye.
She turned around and her gaze followed the direction in which the arrows had flown towards the Gogi Lord. She found Michael standing high up in the trees only seconds later.
At that moment, realization struck her, but it was already too late.
She roared out loudly with the last bits of strength in her body before a series of arrows pierced her eyes and her wide-open mouth.
Michael, the Cleaning Fairy, was about to complete his mission!
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