Magic Archer Novels & Stories

I mean, I may not look like it but I'm pretty close with all our maids and soldiers, you could say that I'm friendly, an extrovert. I grip my bow again, aiming it and firing one shot after another, slashing enemies that come close with the blade at both ends of my bow. Casting spells to protect my allies if it's too risky to aim with my arrows. I kept going at it as if unbothered by the line of bodies around me that I'd killed as if I was the one who was crazed and bloodthirsty.

Sila ang mga Archangels: ​Michael (The Sword): Isang mech na nakatutok sa melee combat at predictive speed. ​Gabriel (The Shield): Isang lumilipad na tanke na may impenetrable force fields. ​Raphael (The Eye): Isang long-range sniper mech na kayang tumingin sa iba't ibang spectrum ng liwanag. ​ANG TAYUAN NG SUPREME COMMANDER ​"Ipagpatuloy niyo ang pag-akyat!" utos ni Xander kina Aria at Liam. "Ako na ang bahala sa mga 'anghel' na ito."

000 soldier Distributed in an orderly fashion, the archers placed on the walls, the armored units are ready in front of the gates and the riders behind them. The leader of this fortress is ADAM the former king of EDEN and the strongest knight ever passed on this continent ,there are some rumors say that ADAM is near to the level of heroes from the ancient era. ADAM is tall muscular man with black long hair he is a left hand user and his weapon is the big violet naginata this weapon is also one of the strongest seven weapon in this continent and he is the weapon of the halfs hero. AHMET sent a messenger to ADAM, he wanted to talk with him for the last time.

“The difference between an hunter and a Hunter is the hunted” “ It all started five thousand years ago after a god visited the mortal world in the guise of an injured man, he appeared before a couple who were out hunting late into the night, out of fear for the unknown the husband suggested that they leave as soon as possible lest the creature that injured the man comes after them as well but the female species are totally filled with love and compassion, after so much deliberation the wife was able to convince her husband to stay and help the injured man and they began to tend to his injuries, after patching him up he suddenly revealed his identity as a god and as a reward for her compassio

Archer looked around but he couldn't see anything. “ Didn't you see anything?" He asked. She held his hand but she still couldn't see anything. “ I can't see anything. I don't think my powers are working in the forest. " She said. “ Mine is. How come?" “ I'm just a human giftesd with powers. You're a creature of magic born of the line of the moon goddess. Even the forest of the dead cannot stop your powers from working. " She said. “ We just have to be extra conscious. " Archer said. It was getting darker in the forest and they couldn't anything clearly. “ We need to find somewhere to rest. " He said.

The twins have always competed and they excelled in their training however, only one can be king. "Just put in a nice word," He smiled. I wasn't going to do that, I wouldn't be involved. "How's Kian?" I asked. "He's the archmage, he reached his final level," He sighed, displeased. The archmage was the strongest wizard, their speed, agility, and strength were unmatched. Any weapon they shield turned to fire during a fight. "Good for him," "Arrogant prick," He mumbled and I chuckled. "Gosh, will you ever be close?"

Crone’s Hut, Netherlands MARDICHI, TEVERIUS, & ACHARIUS Mardichi and Teverius were happy to see Acharius. Turning human as he stepped from the woods. Clothing materializing around his giant body. And quiver sliding up his back, the strap creeping over his shoulder to cinch across his torso, bow materializing in hand. He fired arrows as he crossed the meadow from the Netherwood. Cutting a path through the Targue. The slivers of wood flew in a hailstorm. Hitting nearly simultaneously a hairsbreadth before the next set landed.

He deftly nocked it to his bowstring with ease. Without hesitation, he drew it back. He was an excellent archer too. After all, what less could be expected from a king who had been a warrior since the age of ten and had grown to be the most formidable man in the realm? It only meant he was a master of many skills. As he prepared to release his arrow, a sudden burst of laughter from Xavier cut through the tension, causing a minor tremor in Malik's focus. His fingers twitched as he loosed the arrow, sending it spinning in an erratic spiral that landed just shy of its mark.

Vance was sent flying 10 meters away. Several archers were now shooting at him, but the armored man dodged and deflected each strike like a sneaky fly. Not even a single strike reached his body. He kept using his two daggers to nimbly deflect each incoming attack. His every movement was swift, like a chilly breeze on a humid day. "Hahaha! You came back? Wonderful!!" Archie stretched his hand, a glimmering blue hunting bow manifested out of thin air, "Now I can kill you by myself."

“We need every hand ready. There is no room for hesitation when we march.” He bowed. “Understood.” I turned and walked across the yard, feeling the crunch of gravel beneath my boots. To one side, a group of archers stood in a loose line, each holding a shortbow. Their arms moved with practiced precision, drawing arrows and letting them fly into distant targets planted in the wall beyond. I recognized their Westwind wood arrows, they carried a faint golden glint, designed to blind the eye in bright daylight. “Captain Trell,” I said to the archer commander, young but hungry for victory. He stood ramrod straight, fletching arrows with care. “Your bowmen, how many can shoot true at a hundred pac