Chương 411: An Eccentric Foe

"[Lesser Seraphim Art]!"

"[Tears of the Grieving Seraphim]!"

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

As the people that had sent out the attack were in an arrow formation, the arrows that were shot out through their intangible auras had also taken on the same formation, with a great portion of them not hitting the target at all.

At first, Aurus thought that the group of people he was fighting against were mostly brawn but almost had no brains. But then, he soon realized that he was the one in the wrong as a small portion of the intangible arrows weren't even meant to hit him in the first place. Instead, some of those arrows embedded themselves into the ground, forming an encirclement around him as he felt like it was harder for him to move. Then, the remaining arrows headed up to the skies before falling down like rain, becoming the reason for the skill's name.