The island land turtle turned sideways, attempting to block with its back, but didn't expect the crossbow arrow to suddenly make a 180-degree turn in mid-air, flying straight into the sky.
The island land turtle hadn't reacted yet when the arrow that shot up to the sky made another turn, piercing straight through its eyelid and into the eyeball.
"Well done."
Teresa was overjoyed.
What a beautiful Guiding Arrow.
Gregory wasn't as clumsy as she imagined.
However, the next moment, Gregory wailed like a ghost:
"Boss lady, no big deal."
"Go fly a kite!"
What to do, she really wanted to hit someone.
Forget it, let's hit the turtle.
It's all muddy, doesn't care about hygiene at all.
Shark it!
She raised her magic staff, ghostly green vines spread under the feet of the island giant turtle.
A large amount of poison climbed up to its knees, and cries of pain rang out incessantly.
