The crossbow bolts shot through the air, piercing through the rain and darkness, tearing up the surrounding space and glinting with terrifyingly cold, sharp light.

The dense volley of arrows shared a single target, like a concentrated downpour. There was no escape!

But the young lord didn’t try to escape.

His clothes rustled, and he waved his folding fan repeatedly in the air.

Crunch! Crunch! Crunch!

The bolts, each of which was strong enough to bore a hole through a wall, snapped in mid-air, shattering into pieces.

Although the first round of bolts slowed the young lord’s approach, he quickly reduced them to nothing but metal fragments. 

They broke as easily as rotting wood!

Upon witnessing this unbelievable sight, the armored girl and the guards’ expressions shifted.

This was their first time witnessing someone break through the concentrated joint attack of so many Godshadow Crossbows so easily!

But the guards were well-trained. Despite their shock, their movements didn’t slow down, and they fired yet another volley of explosive attacks.

The young lord’s clothes billowed as he stood there, his bearing forceful as he easily shattered their attempts to stop his approach. 

But his brow still furrowed.

This was because the concentrated...