A squad of wolfkin archers sprinted to the edge of the wall.
These were genuine soldiers who had undergone proper training with the First Army.
"Wolfkin? Where on earth did you find mercenaries like them?"
Annie Rui's lips twitched.
The composition of Nightfall Domain's army was becoming increasingly bizarre.
"Don't underestimate them."
Phield smiled.
"Every single one of them is a master marksman."
He raised his hand and shouted,
"Shoot those climbing undead off the wall!"
The wolfkin archers moved with perfect synchronization, like a finely tuned production line.
They drew their bows and nocked their arrows with incredible speed.
Each arrow was crafted from Holy Light feathers and coated with Purification Potion, making them especially lethal against the undead.
The arrows filled the sky like a swarm of locusts.
One after another, they struck the climbing undead with astonishing precision.
The instant the Holy Light touched their bodies, dazzling flames erupted.
