Capítulo 1343: Death?

An arrow was flying above the clouds, crossing mountains and seas while quickly heading forward.

After an unknown amount of time, it had crossed a distance of almost 200,000 miles before thoroughly losing its strength and fell to the ground.

The wind continued to surround the arrow, forming an invisible path towards a certain direction.

------this was another continent.

There wasn't a single cloud for over ten thousand miles, a breeze blew across the vast wheat field, gently swaying them.

The arrow speed was increasing, falling like a meteorite.

------after crossing the long distance, it finally shot towards an old farmer, but the farmer didn't seem like he noticed the arrow or the disaster that was about to befall him.

Descending.

Descending.

Right as it was about to hit the old farmer, the arrow abruptly stopped.

"An assassin? No…"