The VIP auction house was a place that could be called a treasure house.

As many precious products were up for display, there weren’t just a few who were keen to lay their hands on them. And being aware of this fact, the manager of the auction house consequently spent considerable effort in the security of the place.

This was evident from the Earthlings jumping out from all over the place and the Archers who had positioned themselves on the roofs as soon as there was an uproar at the entrance.

"Huh? What are those guys?”

There were only half a dozen people.

One of the Archers, who had been keeping watch indifferently took aim with his bow.

But the moment he notched an arrow and activated his Thousand-Mile Eye, he clearly saw…

…A grey-haired man taking precise aim at him with a white crossbow.

The moment he realized his mistake—

Siik!

The Archer’s body quivered. The bow and arrow both fell from his hands. His body began to sway back and forth before he eventually couldn’t steady himself, crashing down from the roof and rolling like a limp doll… with a bolt sticking out from exactly in between his eyebrows.

The Archer, who was about to take out a communication crystal after seeing the commotion made a dumbfounded face.

And one second later, a bolt struck his forehead as well and toppled his body backward.

That was the start.

Siik, siik! Bodies fell without fail every time the sound of something splitting through the...