The Aroma of Snake Meat Hits the Nose (First Update)

Marcus's arrows were no ordinary arrows.

They were improved Falcon Feather Arrows and Falcon Tail Arrows, with Ironwood Thorn for shafts, dragon bone for arrowheads, and feathers from the Magic Beast Wind Peregrine Falcon for balance.

The finest set of arrows in Flower Town.

He drew two arrows coated in Soul Disruptor and aimed at one of Dulu Michita's immature snake heads—mature heads certainly possessed strong mental power and greater resistance; immature heads were the best targets for disruption. One dose of Soul Disruptor would absolutely drive it mad.

It was difficult to hit a writhing snake head, but fortunately, he had eight sharp arrows to try.

Pfft!

Seizing an opening, he released the bowstring, and the arrow, guided by battle qi, shot like lightning at an immature snake head.

Unfortunately, the two arrows only grazed past the snake head and failed to strike it. But he remained calm and unhurried, as though he faced not a mid-level sea monster, but an ordinary beast. At least for the time being, Dulu Michita posed little danger to him.

Because Dousen had already pounced.

This gradually maturing mid-level Magic Beast, the Blizzard Beast, had undergone Liszt's long-term training. Its intelligence was far beyond that of ordinary Magic Beasts. It understood the essence of guerrilla tactics: when the enemy advanced, it retreated; it moved like a snake's skin slipping free; whenever it found an opening, it unleashed Rock Spikes.

Not only did it leave Dulu Michita caught between advancing and retreating, it also continuously drew the sea monster's intermittent magical firepower.

Water Arrow Barrage, aimed at the hill, sent dirt splashing everywhere.

Water Blade struck out, only to slash through Dousen's afterimage.

A snake and a dog had actually reached a brief stalemate, and Dousen even appeared to hold the upper hand. Whenever