บท 288: Lucky bumping

Atlan landed in front of the glass tomb of the White Canzer. Finally, despite the odds stacked against him, he was able to defeat a Specialist-level Canzer all by himself. He didn't need the strength of Ninth or the protection of a Tank. All he had was his wits and special tricks to aid him; that was enough.

TWANG!

The arrow flew through the air at lightspeed and reached Atlan's back at record time.

He didn't even react. He didn't have to.

Before it could pierce through his chitin armor, the arrow's normal sturdy texture suddenly turned into woven yarns that suddenly exploded and frayed.

It hit Atlan's chest with nothing but a whimper.

It bounced off the chitin and landed on the ground before turning into particles that dissipated into the air.

Atlan looked back and saw the Huntsman puppet with its bow pointed straight at him.