Just as Lu Yang and Zhou Tianming were locked in a bitter battle, a piercing whistling sound came from afar. Tens of thousands of sharp arrows with white tips shot toward them, their arrowheads glowing with an eerie purplish-black light.
Clang~!
Pfft~!
The sounds of arrowheads piercing armor and flesh came without end. Countless Three-Faced Clan experts flying in the air stared in disbelief at the arrows that had pierced through their chests. One of them pulled out an arrow and looked blankly at its tip.
"Dragonbone Arrows. No wonder, no wonder... but why? Why do humans possess the Dragonkin's most treasured Dragonbone Arrows?" Before this Three-Faced Clan expert could react, his body had already turned purplish-black.
The deadly poison on the arrowheads had been developed by Old Jones, the Shadow Serpent Clan elder Lu Yang had rescued from Tearless Ones Camp. After becoming his apprentice, Jin Buhuan learned the formula and used plants from the Dragonkin warehouse to create the poison.
How could the Lord Tier experts of the Three-Faced Clan have known that humanity possessed so many methods? The first rain of arrows alone killed several thousand Three-Faced Clan members, terrifying the remaining hundred thousand or so into hastily landing on the distant ground beyond the red mist.
"Dragonkin Legion, charge~!" Liu Ruohuai roared from nearby.
Five thousand Dragonkin warriors wielding Dragonbone Spears and riding Lord Tier Ground Dragons charged madly toward the hundred thousand-plus Three-Faced Clan experts.
"D-Dragonkin? How are they mixed in with humans?" The Three-Faced Clan was stunned, but a few of them quickly came to their senses.
"Something's wrong. These aren't Dragonkin! They're humans transformed into Dragonkin! Damn it, the Dragonkin were killed by humans, who stole their bloodline! Look at their builds—they have human builds!"
Countless Three-Faced Clan members focused their eyes