After the Demonic Cultivators were pierced through by the torrent of arrows, all that was left were gruesome pools of flesh and blood when the arrows disappeared.
Right then, Jared stared at the devastation while floating in the air, as if he was the Grim Reaper himself.
As for Pablo, his pupils constricted. When the barrage of arrows struck him, Dark Demon Armor had devoured all of them like a bottomless abyss.
Once again, Jared drew Divine Bow and fired another torrent of arrows, triggering a grimace from Pablo. Now that Jared and he were fighting toe to toe, it was a matter of who could go the distance.
Soon, Pablo’s Dark Demon Armor began to experience changes. Its abyss-like darkness was gradually devouring Pablo himself.
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