Novel & Cerita Protection From Arrows Fate

They aimed for the "Heart." A volley of black-tipped arrows rained down on the refugees. These weren't silver; they were Null-Iron, designed to pierce magical shields. "PROTECT THE CHILDREN!" Selene roared. Elias reacted before he could even think. He didn't use a shield. He used the Void-Sweep. He reached out and literally deleted the kinetic energy of the arrows mid-air. They dropped like dead weights. But as he did, his white hair turned a shade darker—a dull, charcoal grey. The Void was taking its cut.

I tightened my fist, biting my lips so hard as I tried my best not to stop them afraid that she may be a trap used in luring me in. "Released the wolfsbane arrows." I commanded my guards in charge of the wolfsbane arrow. They release the arrows at Eleanor and her warriors but they were quick to shield themselves using the shield board. Looking at the way they defended themselves I am not sure any of the arrows would have an effect on them.

‘’ I can’t let her get hurt,’’ this was the only thing that was ringing in his mind. His will to protect her is the only thing that was driving him. He wanted stop the arrow by his hands, but it was too late. ‘’ What’s happening?’’ Rain asked, trying to comprehend what was going on around her. Odin switched their positions, he was facing the arrow, and Rain was in front of him. No one had expected anything what happened in there. Odin had become the wall for Rain and protected her. The arrow crossed through his back and has inserted into his flesh.

The sixth—gods—the sixth punched straight through my arm as I tried to guard her. Each strike burned like molten fire. They were silver arrows laced with wolfsbane. The arrows stopped going for any of my warriors. It suddenly felt like they were missing their shots on purpose. My knees buckled as my flesh burned, the poison already flooding my veins. I still kept her sheltered under me, my arms spread wide even as blood ran hot down my skin. I staggered, forcing myself to keep my body between her and the arrows. My knees nearly buckled, but I locked them tight.

bellowed General Riben, his voice filled with urgency. The shields hastily formed a tighter formation, hoping to create a stronger barrier against the enchanted arrows. However, their efforts proved futile against the sheer power of the arrows, which had been imbued with magic by the bow. Confusion and frustration etched across General Riben's face as he struggled to comprehend the situation. The initial attack on the city had been met with ordinary arrows, capable of inflicting harm only when striking vulnerable spots on the beastmen. But this assault on the shamans was different. These arrows were undeniably infused with mana, lethal weapons that had likely been further enhanced by a magic

It was not long before he felt a presence come into his tent then approached his seemingly vulnerable body. Upon reflex, he grabbed the wrist of the hand he knew was reaching for him and forced the intruder to sail over him. His body trapped the intruder down and his dagger was supposed to be pressed against the intruder’s throat. The intruder had put up their wrist that had a bracer projecting a protective shield against the attack. “Seraphina,” he growled out. Her eyes widened. “The lilies can be harvested. I did not know if you wished to come along or have one of your warriors come. They insisted you needed to give approval.”

"I'm running out of options." Suddenly, an arrow made of black energy shot from the darkness. It wasn't aimed at Kael. It was aimed at Liana. "Look out!" Kael shouted. Without thinking, he threw himself in front of her. The arrow pierced his shoulder. He staggered backward, dropping to one knee. "Kael!" Liana caught him before he fell. The Royal Guards looked around in confusion. "Who fired that?" Another black arrow flew from the trees. Then another. This time, the guards became the targets.

Adrian stepped in front of me automatically, his body a shield. “Stay behind me,” he ordered. “No,” I said, surprising both of us. “I won’t.” “Elara...” “They came for me,” I said. “That makes this my fight.” The first arrow flew before he could argue. It screamed through the air, trailing silver light. I raised my hand. The arrow disintegrated inches from my palm, dissolving into ash that scattered on the wind. Gasps rippled through the pack. Then all hell broke loose.

"Oh, is that so? You seem rather arrogant just because you've got the protection of the middle dimensional elites, don't you? Let me tell you this, young cultivator: no one who has broken into this place has been able to leave alive before, and you are no different!" The tree let out a cry of fury, and the dozen or so branches surged downward. Yet just as they touched the light shield, they were turned to dust. "What? Is this the middle dimensional law? I see, only the Arrow of Arlot will be able to kill you, then." Upon saying the words, a huge branch reached out. It turned into a man radiating black miasma all over in mid-air, who grabbed the air in front of him as a bow and arrow appeared

I flee from the field and I run back to the village yet as I arrived at the wilderness, a hairy creature growl at me. A werewolf was about to devour me yet my hands are quicker than his attack, I hasten to tug my bow and select my arrow. My heart beats rapidly as I recklessly pointed the arrowhead at the beast yet before I could let go of the bowstring, the werewolf raised his claw and attempted to scratch me. He merely bruised my arm and before he could have another raid, a spear flee before my sight and hit the werewolf right on its skull. "What?" I felt surprised, I instantly followed the direction to where it comes from. And I saw a figure of a man wearing a hood from a distance, he hurr