Even more astonishingly, the Bloodthirsty Power imbued in the arrow phantoms not only reaped the lives of the Apostles but also frantically plundered the Fire of Faith from within their bodies.
From every Apostle struck by the arrow phantoms, pale golden motes of light continuously spilled out. These motes were the Fire of Faith, and as if being pulled by an unseen force, they converged on Qin Feng, flowing up his longbow and into his body.
Qin Feng could clearly feel his Divine Power rapidly replenishing. The Fire of Faith he had consumed while rushing here and forming the arrows was recovering at a visible rate, becoming even more potent than before.
On the other side, a Demon Wolf Apostle tried to Dodge, but several arrow phantoms struck it squarely in the eyes and heart. It let out a short, sharp screech as its body was instantly riddled with holes, and the Fire of Faith within it gushed out like a fountain, all of it plundered by Qin Feng.
