บท 1434: Death

Sheyan cut a sorry figure at the moment. His left hand held his right shoulder as his body leaned forward slightly. Blood was oozing out of the gaps between the fingers of his left hand. Even his formidable Physique could not stop the wound from deteriorating. Such was the power of the Elven Holy Archery.

Legolas stared at Sheyan's pale face in silence. He closed his eyes as he slowly raised his bow. In this fight against Sheyan, the Elf felt like nothing had gone his way, and like something that belonged to him had been taken away from him.

Legolas naturally did not know that Sheyan's 'True Luck' ability had wiped away his own luck. However, it did not prevent him from launching the most violent strike at Sheyan!

From behind Legolas emerged an illusionary figure that was as large and burly as a giant. It had three eyes, all of which were glaring at Sheyan fiercely.