Chen Shouyi covered seven or eight meters with every stride, racing between the buildings.
Shell Girl clung to Chen Shouyi's ear like an ornament, her eyes squeezed shut in terror. She didn't dare move a muscle.
A sudden premonition of danger flashed through him. His figure went from a blur of speed to complete stillness.
The next moment, a terrifying chill swept past in front of him. Everything in its path froze; even the snow piled atop the buildings froze into solid blocks of ice.
Though he was a meter or two away, the chill made Chen Shouyi's skin sting faintly.
"Divine Technique?"
His heart tightened. He glanced over the barbarian crowd to his left and immediately spotted the priest casting the Divine Technique beside a burly barbarian.
The old, hunched barbarian had mysterious patterns tattooed across his face.
His triangular eyes gleamed with a gloomy light. Though his body was frail with age, his presence was even stronger than that of the burly barbarian beside him. After his first attack failed, his face darkened, and he quickly began casting another Divine Technique.
Chen Shouyi gave a cold snort. His hand blurred for an instant, and the Long Sword was already sheathed. In its place, an arrow appeared in his hand. He drew back the two-thousand-pound War Bow with both arms until it formed a full moon.
With a boom, the arrow became a streak of light.
In an instant, the old barbarian's head exploded. After blasting through the priest's skull, the arrow pierced two more barbarians before sinking into the ground, vanishing up to its feathers.
Chen Shouyi immediately drew another arrow and shot the burly barbarian beside him dead.
He sprinted forward, nocking and loosing arrows one after another.
In just a few seconds, he had picked off