The Worst Curse

The people from the Town of Flendon, as well as the Behemoth Clan warriors, had certainly just witnessed what felt like a Divine warrior's feat.

Although there were warriors that could take out a large number through various techniques such as Belil, and those on his level, they had yet to hear of someone whose main weapon of choice was a bow and arrow do the same, and in such a way as well.

It didn't feel as if there was a great force of Qi used, and the deaths had come about in an effortless and odd way, making them feel as if they were being punished or helped by a Divine warrior.

From a single shot of Froma's bow, a thousand arrows had rained on the ground below. They weren't even regular arrow shots, but ones that felt like they had a life to them as they wiggled and moved.

With that single shot, over 700 of the great 20,000 force had disappeared.