Chapter 318 Siege of the Crimson Spire (4) (1/2)

Chapter 318 Siege of the Criround, wretches! If anyone runs, I'll kill youEffie's voice, Kai flinched and forced hie of the horde of night down, he saw that his hand was shaking and clenched it into a fist He had to cal to suffer

That wouldn't do

…But honestly, hoas a person supposed to not be terrified when a literal sea of Night anyone should ever be forced to face, was approaching thes like stage fright and social anxiety, as well as getting through ance, not toyears without losing his humanity

But this was just tooof his prickly, but adorable friend, Kai couldn't help but s like… oh, a horde of Nighto They all died when I sneezed, though'

ReadNovelFull the truth If Kai decided to dig deeper, he would discover so a massive avalanche that wiped all the monsters out

…Or, more likely, that his sneeze had awakened so creature, which then proceeded to devour all the aze on Sunny himself

That was just how Sunny was

Unpredictable

Strangely, these thoughts succeeded in calretted that the cute scoundrel wasn't close by to reassure hihed and gripped his bow tighter

The coral was sloping down in the place where Changing Star had chosen to face the guardians of the Spire Because of that, the position of the third line was higher than the other thich would allow theed the Nightmare Creatures in melee

In theory

All around him, those Sleepers that had suitable Me for his co Artisans and their assistants were busy loading the six powerful ballistae they had transported all the way froht of the h wistfully

…Maybe they were going to survive this battle, after all

"First mark!"

As soon as Effie's shout reached his ears, he turned to the Artisans and waved a hand, giving thenal to fire

A second later, six heavy spears flashed through the air and crashed into the wall of monsters Many of them were eviscerated, but these losses were like a drop of water in the sea of darkness

Kai gritted his teeth

"Second mark!"

"Now!"

As his melodic voice rolled over the third line of the Dreamer Army, he drew his bow and took aim

Back in the real world, archery was Kai's favorite hobby Not the practical skill of shooting a bohich was taught to many in school, but the ancient practice known as kyudo, which was more of a meditative ritual than a real battle art Its orderly nature, tranquil philosophy, and repetitivedeep inside him

The more stressed Kai was, the more he practiced