Chapter 243 Arrow Spamming (1/2)
Chapter 243 – Arrow Spamming
*SWUA*
*BANG*
*BANG*
*CLANK*
Gunshots and metallic crashing sound echoed through the night as Tong mowed down the closest soldiers with his blade while his left index finger pulled the triggered as he aimed at anyone who appeared to be their captains.
Tong activated his full-overclock mode and swung his blade while the surrounding was in a slow-motion pace. It tired his psyche, but it was the right time to use it.
For each second, two or three soldiers would die by either Tong's blade or his gun.
”Fwoo.”
Tong slowly exhaled as he regulated his breathing. The fight had started for only a minute, but he already slain over a hundred soldiers. The repeated sword swing continued to drain his stamina. Though he was not tired yet, Tong's right arm had shown a hint of a sluggish movement.
'Not having that 20x stamina buff really hurts!'
Stepping on a corpse of a dead soldier, Tong pressed forward, ignoring the spear-wall, shield-wall, or occasionally tackles by random soldiers.
The shield and spear formation was in front of Tong.
*BANG*
*BANG*
The bullets penetrated the soldiers behind the packed wall of iron shields, and the formation crumbled. Tong dove into the crack in the formation, flashing his blade, killing three soldiers in a second.
A five-man squad of spearmen rushed behind Tong, thrusting their spears forward, aiming at his back.
Sensing the ill omen, Tong shouted.
”ZA WARUDO!”
[Time Stop] activated.
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'Here we go again. I forgot about this.'
Every time Tong used a system skill with an anime-keyword, his [Pride] acted up. However, he also noticed a strange occasion.
He remembered that when he did not use a system skill and uttered a similar skill-name from an anime from his previous world, his [Pride] did not increase.
But this was not the time to reminisce about the past, Tong did not waste his time thinking about how his [Sin] increased or decreased. He jumped and stepped onto the head of the soldier in front of him.
Leaping from a head of a soldier to one another, Tong passed the five-lined formation troops and broke through the encirclement.
After getting through the net, Tong continued dashing toward the south, gaining the distance from Liu Yan Army.
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Hearing the notification from the auto-sound, Tong turned around and hid behind a tree.
”He disappears!”
”What the!?”
”Impossible!”
Sure enough, the soldiers panicked. Their face lost color as if they saw a ghost.
Tong peeked at the soldiers from the shade and switched his weapon again. He put his gun and blade away and took out his bow from the back.
Before he could lock-on the pursuing troops, Tong heard a voice from a distance within the dark forest.
”That was just his skill. He can only use it once a day! All troops, search the southern areas. He should not have gone too far!”
Tong was shocked when he heard the command. It was as if this person knew everything about him.
'Holy shit damn! Are you Zhuge Liang or what!?'
Gritting his teeth, Tong aimed his bow at the direction of the sound and activated his lock-on.
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'Tsk!'
Tong glanced at his [Homing Arrow] skill. It was now level six with a range of 350 meters.
'Over 350 meters? But, I thought he was so close?'
The voice of the commander was loud and clear despite the long distance. It was not that the commander shouted a loud voice, it was Tong's hearing sense which was enhanced by his demonic blood and his two-winged status.
'Fine. I can't kill you now, but I'll kill every single soldier you have! I'll grind my arrow EXP and steal your lifespans!'
25 Targets were locked on, and Tong released the bowstring, firing another barrage at toward the dense crowd.
”More arrows!”
”Incoming!”
”The south! He's over there!”
Because the magic arrows were too bright, they revealed Tong's current location to the pursuing soldiers. However, Tong did not mind exposing his position.
Tong did not stop pulling and releasing his bowstring as his eyes darted around the areas, locking-on every living being he could sense.
Each second, 25 magic arrows chased after the targets as if they had eyes. Before the batch of the first 25 arrows hit the soldiers, 25 more arrows flew in the sky from Tong's bow.
The sequence continued for another ten seconds, and nobody managed to get closer to Tong.
”T-That's not Zhang Tong! That's Hua Shi!”
”Damn it! That's the Goddess of Death!”
”Run!”
The charging soldiers began to hesitate. Half of them was terrified by the signature arrows of Hua Shi and ran away.
'Dafuq? They're scared of Sunday, but they don't afraid of me!? This is an insult!'