His fingers gently loosened, and the arrow shot out like a meteor chasing the moon, tearing through the night sky with unstoppable force.
Each arrow released carried a sharp whistling sound, never missing its mark, each one striking the enemy's fatal points with precision. The arrows pierced through the enemy's armor as if through thin paper, directly hitting lethal points, rendering those who attempted to resist instantly powerless.
The enemies struck at their fatal points fell to the ground dead in an instant, dying miserably as if reaped by the scythe of the Death God.
