The Pinnacle Of Life

Crack!

Alex had imbued the arrow with all of his additional abilities. Its power was three times more powerful than the previous arrow.

However, he did not expect that the Black Robe would possess extremely powerful abilities. While retaliating against the old monk, he could still swing the weapon in his hand and sever the demonic arrow. Even so, the broken arrow grazed his jawbone and tore apart his black robe, leaving a scratch on his chin.

The Black Robe roared furiously. He roared continuously, telling Alex to aim properly before shooting.

As a result, one arrow, two arrows, three arrows were shot… Until the fifth arrow, the Black Robe was completely infuriated as he finally sensed something was wrong. He turned around and looked at Alex and the Mystic Maiden.

Roar!

“Who are you? D*mn it. You are not Logres Leonard. Where is Logres Leonard?!”

Alex looked at the Black Robe and just abandoned Arash’s Bow. This was not really his specialty, but he thought of his wife, Dorothy Assex. She was the master of archery. When he thought about her every time, he felt heartache and wondered how she was now and whether she could return. However, now it was not the time to think about all those. So he put away Arash’s Bow and took out Athena’s spear and shield without saying anything.

those two weapons, the Black Robe was completely

and puzzled, the aura on him suddenly changed as he blurted out, “Medusa’s Aegis Shield? Who are you? Where did you get

thought, ’Isn’t this called the Shield of Victory Goddess? Why

thing was not originally his, so he did not understand it well either. So he simply did not speak and stood together with the

Robe saw that, greed manifested in his pitch-black eye sockets. “This is a supreme treasure of my clan! Hand it

looked at

moment, he was a

defeat earlier, but he allowed Alex to attack secretly. He was quite crafty, a trickster. Alex was afraid that this monk did not abide by the rules and taboos of Buddhism and had a glib tongue without

Robe, and folded his hands as he said, “Amitabha! Almsgiver, you’re greedy! Greed makes people lose their nature and causes them to be outcasts. Look, all

was exasperated. “Bald *ss! Repent, my a*s! Just

Black Robe was

the monk’s helpers. He would be foolish if he still could not figure out anything by now. The Black Robe crazily lashed out to fight to the death against the

could not intervene

this moment, the old monk roared and

all over his body, a hundred foot tall Vajra Phantasm appeared, and Buddhist chantings were heard, serving as magnificent foils to the