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Chapter 1890: 1890
A group of purebred undead who had continued to run away suddenly stopped because they found that the giant undead creature had a new target and was no longer chasing them .



"Who's that kid? Why haven't I seen him before?" A battered and exhausted undead teenager gasped for breath and asked his companions .

"I haven't seen him either, but he looks like a low undead . " Another undead teenager shook his head .

"Low undead? Are you kidding me? How could a low undead come here in the Forest of Death?" The female undead came over with the help of her companions; her face was full of incredulity .

"Anyway, the Mole Beast seems to have targeted him, so let's take this opportunity to leave . " The undead teenagers didn't care about the other party's life at all, even if the other party's appearance had resolved their crisis . In the mind of these arrogant purebred undeads, the low undead were just as small as ants . Asking them to save a low undead was an utter joke .

Just as they were trying to evacuate while the Mole Beast's target had s . h . i . +fted to others, a grievous roar erupted from the mouth of the behemoth .

This roar made the earth tremble . The group of undead teenagers turned their heads in shock .

Then, what happened in front of them next stunned them all .

They saw that the agile pet . i . te figure, with the help of the trees around, was constantly flying in mid-air . She was holding a very unremarkable bow in her hand, and as she dodged, the bow in her hand was constantly shooting arrows at the Mole Beast .


It was practically impossible to fight a high undead creature with ordinary arrows . High undead creatures had such a very high defense that even a strong sword could hardly kill them .

However, an incredible scene had been staged in front of their eyes . Every arrow projected by that pet . i . te figure was aimed at the eyes of the Mole Beast!

No matter how powerful an undead creature, their eyes were always the most vulnerable place .

"How is that possible . . . How did he do that?" One of the undead teenagers rubbed his eyes incredulously and could not believe what he saw .



A low undead inflicting heavy damage on a high undead creature?! This was simply a joke!

"My G . o . d! I've never seen such fine archery!" The female undead covered her mouth as she exclaimed in admiration .

She was still capable of shooting arrows in the air while dodging continuously, and each of her arrows . . h . i . t the eyes of the Mole Beast . Under such intensive attack, the vulnerable eyes of the Mole Beast had been filled with black arrows . It was hard for them to imagine that the low undead could still shoot so many shots with a hundred percent accuracy in such a situation .

"Is that fellow really a low undead? There's no way he is . " The purebred undead who wanted to take the opportunity to slip away stopped, staring at the scene of a low undead toying around with a high undead creature .


When they saw that the Mole Beast, who had nearly chased them to a dead end, was being toyed around to such an extent by a humble low undead, the worldview of these few undead teenagers was completely distorted

Thud!

That fellow couldn't be a low undead! If a low undead were that good, how could the purebred undead like them continue to live, ah?





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