Chapter 2555 - One Arrow Shocks Ten Thousand Races (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Han Sen drew Wind String, and the predatory roar coming from the bow grew ever louder. Nearby Kings felt their hearts pounding in their chests. They felt as if their hearts were going to explode.

As everyone drowned in this shock, they knew they had to leave the area and watch Han Sen from a greater distance.

Autumn Wind started to look grim. Sweat trickled down his forehead. Han Sen was going to pull the bowstring back as far as possible. If he fired it now, Autumn Wind was genuinely unsure whether or not he could dodge the arrow.

Wind String, at full strength, could harm a deified. Autumn Wind was only half-deified. Even though it was his bow, he didn’t think he could avoid an arrow fired by it.

Kat!

When Wind String’s bowstring reached the halfway point, Han Sen felt as if something had gotten stuck. He couldn’t pull the string further or let it go. As this occurred, a tornado-like substance chain was released by the bow. It became a scary space tornado that pulled Han Sen into it.

“Oh, no! Oh, no! Wind String is going to consume him.”

“Bad luck for Han Sen. Why did he have to borrow that cursed Wind String?”

“Will Wind String cut off Han Sen’s head?”

“It is hard to say. Many people have been decapitated by Wind String.”

Sweat ran down Autumn Wind’s forehead. If Han Sen fired that arrow, he didn’t think he could dodge it.

As all the Kings discussed this, the tornado surrounding Wind String suddenly disappeared. And Han Sen was still at the center of the storm. He was holding the bow, with its bowstring moving again as he drew it further back. He hadn’t been hurt by Wind String.

Wind String kept groaning in his hands. It looked as if it didn’t want to be there, but it had no choice but to submit to its new wielder. And as a result, it groaned.

“When I, Han Sen, want to fire an arrow, you have to open up no matter what,” Han Sen proclaimed. Then he applied a massive amount of strength from his fingers. The bowstring that wasn’t fully drawn was suddenly pulled all the way. It was now as far as it could go. It looked like a full moon.

Wind String shivered and shook, releasing an angry roar. But its protests did nothing. It couldn’t stop Han Sen from firing an arrow.

Everyone was shocked. Han Sen was using Wind String by force. Even its powers of consumption didn’t prevent its new wielder from using it. Seeing Wind String now was like watching a woman with a man forcing himself on top of her.

Han Sen trained an arrow on Autumn Wind. Autumn Wind’s face went grey. The sweat pouring from him had started to soak his clothes.

Seeing that Han Sen on the cusp of firing an arrow, Autumn Wind finally shouted, “No! Don’t shoot! I know that you can.”

Han Sen ignored his plight. It had been so hard to pull the string of that bow; after all that work, he was definitely going to fire it.

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Whoosh!

When Han Sen released the bowstring, it broke the fabric of space. The arrow flew out, disappearing from everyone’s vision.

Autumn Wind became a typhoon. He kept shifting position like a wind that no one could catch.

But somehow, that feather arrow still appeared in front of him. It was going to shoot right through his forehead. Autumn Wind was a dead man.

Just as the feather arrow was about to puncture Autumn Wind’s forehead, the arrow suddenly abandoned its target. It shot away from everyone, heading toward a nearby planet instead.