The Myth of Black Archer instantly felt something was wrong, but it wasn't just the end there, as at that moment, it happened.
The ethereal arrow, an attack empowered by his Quasi-Myth strength and law, guided by space itself, and capable of bypassing countless defenses, arrived!
The hooded skeleton merely raised one hand, but no laws erupted, or an overwhelming aura appeared, nor did any grand technique or spell manifest.
He simply flicked a pitch-black finger, and the next instant, the arrow shattered!
'CRACK!'
Space collapsed around it, and darkness dispersed as the attack ceased to exist, freezing the Myth of Black Archer.
Thereafter, a chill ran through his spine, and for the first time in countless years, a hint of fear surfaced within his heart because that attack should not have been stopped so casually.
Yet the unknown figure had destroyed it as effortlessly as one might brush away dust.
