Wang Qiuming controlled two Third-Order Puppet Beasts and sent them pouncing toward the enormous walrus.
Thunder rumbled loudly around Wang Mengbin's body as countless silver arcs of lightning emerged over him. Wild winds howled and dark clouds gathered. At first, the dark cloud was only several dozen zhang wide, but after a violent churning, it swiftly expanded to several hundred zhang—and was still growing. Rolling thunder resounded across the heavens and earth.
Wang Xiansheng and the others did not remain idle either. They each took out a long bow shimmering with shifting spiritual light, drew their bows and nocked arrows. Unlike ordinary arrows, the arrowheads they brought out were conical.
The Wang Family had its own Artifact Crafting Hall. Aside from refining Spirit Tools, magical artifacts, and Puppet Beasts, some people also researched new types of magical artifacts.
"Fire."
At Wang Xiansheng's command, a barrage of ear-piercing arrow whistles rang out. Over a hundred arrows in all manner of colors shot forth like rainbows, streaking across the sky and striking at the Tier 2 Demon Beasts.
A blue giant shrimp the size of a small mountain held the corpse of a Wang Clan member in its massive pincers and was about to bring it to its mouth when a great volley of arrows shot over and struck its body, producing a series of dull thuds like rain beating against banana leaves.
The red arrows struck the blue giant shrimp and immediately exploded, transforming into a sea of Crimson Flame that engulfed its body.
Sharp whistling sounds tore through the air as another rain of arrows shot forth and plunged into the sea of fire, followed by a shrill, miserable scream.
Before long, the flames dispersed. The blue giant shrimp lay in a pool of blood, its body bristling with arrows.