There was still a considerable amount of distance until the priests. However, he had a secret weapon hidden away.
High Elf Yeurika’s Bow.
The dream of all archers.
Weed loaded an arrow on the bow. Then shot it toward the priest.
Syusyuk!
The bow was imbedded with powers of the water spirit. The arrow zoomed past as it left behind a stream of droplets in it trajectory.
Soon the arrow reached its intended target.
Puwawak!
It swept up the priests like a wave.
A luxurious bow that can use the power of water spirits!
Weed’s archery was not very outstanding. Most of his battles he relied on his sword. The arrows he shot before simply drifted toward monsters from a distance. Also, since the skill wasn’t in set with his mastery, it had very little power as it was reduced.
But the Yeurika’s Bow reached the priests at a surprising distance and dealt the standard damages.
‘This bow’s pretty good.’
Weed continued to fire arrows using Yeurika’s Bow toward the priests. His mana was rapidly depleting, but he didn’t care.
“Cowardly bastards!”
“We are the devotee of God.”
“You shall receive the wrath of God!”
Cries of fanatics!
Weed and Zephyr were in close proximity to priests with their sprints.
Weed’s gaze became stone cold.
‘Ima win this battle and bring the armor sets back.’
Many people also took on the roles priests. Unfortunately, the prices for robe sets were much lower in comparison.
Because they usually weren’t situated at the forefront of the battle, their sets didn’t require much defense.
‘Armor sets!’ (yep…that’d be my warcry too, Weed.)
Desperation for items!
“Moonlight Sculptor Blade!”
Aimed at the Priests!
Weed forced his way amongst the priests as he brandished his sword.
Due to the fact that his level was considerably higher than the current quest, the priests lost their lives within two or three strikes.
‘Bracelets, rings, earrings, magic staves! MINE!’
Weed looted the priests as he swept through them.
Zephyr too, attacked with a wide radius as he swung his fishing pole, while Surka flaunted her fists in close proximity. At the same time, Maylon and Pale situated themselves atop a hill.
“Triple Shot!”
“Fatal Blow!”
And to support the two as they fired their arrows, Romuna called forth her memorized spell.
“Fire Tornado!”
A huge whirlwind of fire took place.
More so than attacking directly, the spell had vast range and struck many enemies; essentially, disabled the priests from conjurations.
Hwareureureu!
“Kkueahahak!”
The Priests screamed.
Irregardless of the flames around him, Weed continued to target the priests.
Without the past protections and heals from the priests, the paladins dropped quickly one by one.
Geomchi2 and Geomchi3 joined Weed amidst the flames.
“I’ll help.”
“We gotta divide up their troops.”
As they read the flow of battles, the Paladins united into one thick assembly.
While seemingly past their limits, they were not broken.
To our faith, we’re to offer our suffering.
May God bend it against the unbelievers in folds.
The Paladins.
Organized themselves and offered their prayers. And contrary to their characteristics, they even tossed their shields aside.
We will forever remain faithful, even to follow the in death.
To God, we give our lives.