World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 1123 - 505: Lanling’s Stunning Performance! Crazy Massacre!_3

Chapter 1123: 505: Lanling’s Stunning Performance! Crazy Massacre!_3

This is a feat achievable only through extreme rapid shooting, connecting dozens of arrows into a single arc.

Immediately after...

"Pa-pa-pa-pa..."

The thirty arrows, as they descended, spread out along their individual trajectories.

"Puh-puh-puh-puh-puh..."

Easily, each arrow hit its target.

Every arrow directly pierced through the face, penetrating the skull, resulting in instant headshots.

In that moment, the Chief of the Wild Horse Tribe was utterly, utterly stunned!

This, this level of lethality was truly defying the heavens!

So, so astonishing!

Who, who on earth was this?!

Before he could even snap out of his shock, another wave of Chain Arrows came flying in.

The arrows once again formed a graceful arc in the air before crashing down sharply along their respective paths.

"Puh-puh-puh-puh..."

Blood sprayed wildly. Once more, each arrow pierced through the face of its target, and dozens more soldiers dropped dead in an instant.

The hit rate was exceeding 95%.

Only in rare moments, when a soldier stumbled out of pure coincidence, would an arrow stray off course.

By comparison, the rain of arrows fired from the Chimera Tribe had a very low hit rate. After all, with only 5,000 archers, the density of their barrage was far from sufficient, and a 2–3% hit rate was already considered decent.

Yet this heaven-defying Chain Arrows technique claimed dozens of lives with every volley!

The daughter standing beside him exclaimed in astonishment, "Father, who is this person? He’s a complete killing machine on the battlefield!"

After his initial shock, the Chief of the Wild Horse Tribe felt an overwhelming sense of anguish.

That absurdly skilled marksman was mowing down dozens of his fighters every few seconds. At this rate of death, the loss was enough to make him bleed internally.

"Charge, charge, charge!" The Chief of the Wild Horse Tribe roared frenziedly!

...

The preceding scene seemed to stretch on forever.

But in reality, it had only taken two minutes. After all, it was merely a 300-meter distance.

The Wild Horse Tribe’s frontline shield bearers could cover that 300 meters in just over two minutes, charging right up to the first defensive wall of the Chimera Tribe.

And in these two minutes, Du Yan had pierced through nearly fifty shields and killed over seventy enemy soldiers.

This record alone was enough to inspire awe.

Previously, Lanling had claimed glory for himself with two victorious pre-battle duels, earning twenty-three head-tally merits.

In Du Yan’s eyes, he had already surpassed Lanling by several magnitudes.

However, only the Chief of the Wild Horse Tribe truly knew how many people Lanling had slain.

That damnable monster!

By his calculations, the losses during this final 300-meter charge would amount to, at most, five or six hundred men.

But in reality? The casualties tallied over a thousand, more than half being the handiwork of that heaven-defying sharpshooter.

In just two minutes, that lunatic had killed hundreds of soldiers.

"I will see who you are! I swear I’ll tear you limb from limb!" the Chief of the Wild Horse Tribe bellowed furiously.

"Bang..."

With a deafening crash, the Wild Horse Tribe’s shield bearers slammed into the first defensive wall of the Chimera Tribe in a vicious collision.

The entire wall trembled violently in response.

Soon after, countless warriors of the Wild Horse Tribe began swarming the wall like tidal waves.

Meanwhile, the Chimera Tribe soldiers stationed behind the wall all unsheathed their blades in perfect unison.

The battle had reached its bloodiest stage—close-quarters combat!

"Whoosh-whoosh-whoosh-whoosh..." Once again, Lanling unleashed thirty Chain Arrows, claiming dozens of lives in one shot.

This time, the Chief of the Wild Horse Tribe finally saw clearly—it was that face, stunningly beautiful to the extreme.

His first duel had defeated his Berserker.

His second duel had scared off dozens of his warhorses, leading to the Wild Horse Tribe’s first loss in a decisive cavalry clash.

And now, in these two minutes, he had killed hundreds of Wild Horse Tribe soldiers.

"It’s... it’s you again!" the Chief of the Wild Horse Tribe roared, "I’ll tear you limb from limb!"

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