The snowflakes above the head seem to be getting bigger and bigger under the waving of the monster's wings, and they are vast and spread all over the world. It not only brings a bone-chilling chill, but also greatly obstructs the line of sight.
This bad environment is really extremely unfriendly to shooters.
Taichiro's face was turned red by the cold wind and he lost consciousness. He kept staring at the monster with sore eyes, and shed tears uncontrollably in the cold wind.
The atmosphere in the village on the wall was tense, and they held their breath tightly for Taichiro.
Little did they know that Taichiro was calmer than they appeared. Familiar and calm, he has practiced countless times day and night, making his hand holding the bow always steady.
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