Chapter 23 The battle for survival, only iron and blood

Boom!

As the ballista reached full tension, the ten-thousand-kg Black Iron Arrow shot out like a blazing comet, tearing through the air with an ear-piercing roar.

The arrow's passage stirred terrifying gusts of wind, its sheer momentum seemingly capable of rending the heavens and obliterating all in its path.

"Old Patriarch, look out!!"

Seeing the massive arrow streaking toward Ashfell Lawrence, the Ashfell family guards cried out in alarm.

Trapped within the confines of the Three-Talent Formation, Ashfell Lawrence felt a chilling wave of terror surge through him.

His eyes widened in panic, and he desperately tried to dodge, but there was no escape.

The arrow's speed was simply too overwhelming.

Were it not for the suppressive effects of the formation and Arius's relentless assaults, even in his injured state, Ashfell Lawrence might have evaded the attack with ease.