"No way..."
Jie Yuan Shao saw this scene, her fingers almost digging into the wall, yet she seemed oblivious, tightly watching the small fallen Fierce Lizard in the distance.
"How is this possible..."
As the small Fierce Lizards drew closer, the wooden crossbows began to exhibit their prowess, shooting at a speed of one arrow every three seconds. By the time the small Fierce Lizards approached the walls, their numbers had reduced by one-third, and there was no sign of reinforcements. During their assault on the walls, the six wooden crossbows continued to steadily decrease their numbers.
"The demons killed by the crossbows... won't resurrect?"
Shang Xinlei murmured lowly and suddenly turned her head to look at Jiang Shi: "You knew this all along?"
