Blood Bodhisattva

At the command, everyone sprang into action.

Alicia rode the airflow, her hair streaming behind her as she shot like an arrow to the rear of the nude statue. Using it as cover, she continued toward the stairs.

Green Bamboo darted out like a cheetah. His thin sleeves clung tightly to his body, outlining the lean, powerful muscles that rose and fell with his stride. He was no slower than Alicia.

Federal No History leaped into the air. The seawater beneath him surged and transformed into a fine steed that caught him perfectly. Its hooves flew as it instantly overtook his two companions and reached the back of the nude statue.

The Goddess of the Hunt had an attack range of fifty meters. As long as they crossed that distance, they could reach the stairway.

With the nude statue helping block the arrows, that distance was only a matter of a few blinks for Saints.

The Goddess of the Hunt, riding a golden-antlered doe, stiffly turned her neck a few times, as though counting their numbers. Then she grabbed four blood-red arrows from the quiver on her back and drew her bow.

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

Zhang Yuanqing heard Beast King and Siren cursing beside him.

This was different from what they had expected. The Goddess of the Hunt's arrows were not limited to single shots; she could fire four at once.

Twng!

The bowstring rang out, crisp and powerful, echoing within everyone's hearts as four streaks of bloody light shot toward them.

Seeing this, Green Bamboo hurriedly removed the Gold-and-Silver Inlaid Qin from his back and plucked at it haphazardly.

Piercing sound waves became tangible ripples that spread outward from the qin. The four streaks of light were slightly weakened, their brightness and speed dropping sharply, yet they still accurately struck