But.
No matter if they retreated ten meters or twenty meters, they couldn't escape the attacks of the arrows. This left them both shocked and incredulous. At this moment, Banana felt like the almighty Buddha. No matter how they tried to escape, they couldn't get out of the palm of this young man's hand. When someone's attack range is this vast, explaining it with hidden professions is simply not convincing enough. Calling it monstrous wouldn't be excessive!
"Brother, if we retreat any further, we'll completely lose them. What should we do?"
The group, under the threat of arrows, had already retreated to the territory of the Undead Skeletons, feeling frustrated to the point of madness. However, they also felt quite fortunate. Luckily, Spilt Water Can't Be Regained hadn't intervened before; only the archer shooting alone hadn't caused them much loss.
"The Dark Abyss doesn't have many junctions, even if we let them go three miles, we can still find them!"
