Although Weijia found it hard to believe Ye Luo's offhand remark that "the Dark Venerable was indeed dead," this was clearly not the time to discuss it. She lightly tapped her forehead with her right hand, and a green speck flashed out from it, flying before her. With a hum, it transformed into a green divine bow.
By now, the Dark Warrior had already begun to consider retreating. He strongly agreed with what Weijia had just said. Even if she had recovered only eighty percent of her strength, dealing with him would be more than easy.
Unfortunately, he hesitated for just a moment before leaving. Worried that Weijia was merely putting up a front, he wanted to sense the energy she had truly gathered. But when he sensed that frenzied power pouring into the green bow and tried to tear through space to escape, he discovered that the surrounding space had already been completely reinforced by the Zerg!
"Idiot..." Ye Luo summed up the terror on the Dark Warrior's face in two words.
"Die, you petty wretch! Darkmoon Bow—Cold Moon Divine Arrow!" With a sharp cry, Weijia's face frosted over as she looked at the Dark Warrior, who was clearly weaker than her yet had kicked her while she was down and chased her into such a sorry state. She abruptly released the bowstring drawn into a full moon!
With a sharp whoosh, an energy arrow shot into the sky. It was aimed not at the Dark Warrior, but above his head. After flying a thousand meters, the arrow suddenly transformed into an oval, mirror-like mass of liquid, from which countless arrows came surging forth!
The Dark Warrior condensed dark energy into a shield and rapidly retreated backward. Yet while he retreated quickly, the green mirror-like liquid pursued just as