680 Quenching Thirst with Poison 4yr

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Silver bow and bronze arrow. The design of the longbow was still the same as how it was 600 years ago, while the bronze arrows, which had been buried for centuries, were already full of rust and decay. On the other hand, most of the enemy were scepters and were extremely powerful. Even the shortbows that children would play with looked much more powerful and formidable.
But in the instant when the bowstring tightened, everyone felt an indescribable sense of suffocation. It was as if their throats were slowly being tightened by an invisible string and there was a chill that crept slowly into their hearts. The sense of fear was so overwhelming that it almost took over all their senses and they could barely regain control of themselves.
The threat did not come from the longbow but from the person drawing it.
Just as a bone-piercing chill blew across, the arrow shot out and the hairs of all living creatures in the entire Ultimate stood up. They could barely suppress the urge to scream.