Li Guang, the battle-hardened Punishment Ranger, maintained his composed demeanor. He tightly gripped a longbow meticulously crafted from precious Silver Fir Wood. Around him, arrows were arranged neatly on the ground, their tips pointing downward, deeply embedded in the solid earth.
Facing the venomous curse from the Terror Wing Demon, Li Guang simply smiled faintly. Then, without hesitation, he nocked a second arrow to the bowstring.
During his previous attack, he hadn't used his full strength. He had only drawn the bowstring with about eighty percent of his power, without actually loosing an arrow. However, this apparent bluff was enough to fill the Terror Wing Demon with unprecedented fear, causing it to react so exaggeratedly in mid-air. When the real attack came, the Terror Wing Demon had already lost any chance to resist.
This arrow not only pierced the Terror Wing Demon's flesh but also left an indelible shadow on its psyche.
