Chapter 142 Competition 5

The scene was chaotic. The spear mage and his party descended upon the campers with ruthless efficiency, their weapons flashing in the dim light as they struck down their unsuspecting victims. The campers, taken by surprise, barely had time to react. Screams of pain and fear echoed through the clearing as the spear mage's party slaughtered anyone who tried to resist. The healer in their party stayed back, casting protective spells and healing minor wounds, ensuring the attackers maintained their strength and stamina.

Lucifer watched from the shadows, his eyes narrowing as he assessed the situation. He reached for his bow, a powerful weapon he had claimed from the cave of an ancient beast he had slain. Infusing the bow with his mana, he nocked an arrow and aimed at the healer. With a swift release, the arrow flew silently through the air, striking the healer squarely in the chest. The healer gasped, a look of shock on his face as he crumpled to the ground, lifeless.