"Haha, great, we actually have such a formidable sniper!"
A middle-aged man dressed in green, with short stubble and a carefree demeanor, laughed in surprise. His opponents were two Tier Five Dark Elves, yet under his whirlwind-like blade movements, the two Dark Elves appeared extremely disheveled.
Bam~ Bam~ Bam~
The scythe of Death was still swinging.
This Death God hidden in the darkness seemed omnipresent, with elves and Black Beasts having their heads exploded all over the battlefield.
"What an amazing human marksman."
The Elf Captain was astonished. You must know that elves are known for their archery, with many experts in the clan, yet none could stealthily and continuously kill enemies like this human marksman.
And the ones killed were all Tier Three or above Dark Elves and Black Beasts.
If even half, no, a third of the elf shooters were as skilled as this human marksman, the Dark Elves would have no chance of survival.
"Hiss, is his shooting so formidable?"
