Grim Reaper in the Apocalypse: Reaping Immortals

This arrow was so slow that Atlan would be able to dodge its trajectory even with his eyes closed and his battle suit's weight doubled. How could he not, when the arrow 'whistled' so loud that it announced itself before it even appeared.

With how strong and fast the other arrows aimed for him before, this one was below the quality of someone with the name 'Huntsman'. It was something that even the weakest Student-level Canzer could do better.

From the arrow's trajectory, he could clearly see that it was not aimed for him. It was directed at the boar!

And since the arrow was so loud, the boar was able to immediately sense its approach and turned around a second time.

Atlan was already on a downward trajectory as he lunged down towards the boar. But because of the whistling arrow, the boar had already ran away from him before he could even touch a single strand of its hair.

KEEEK! KEEEK! the boar squealed.

It ran off out into the fog, with the magical arrow returning back to his side after hovering above the boar's head. In just under a second, the boar was able to get more than 10 meters away from him. It was an understatement to call it a bit 'spooked'.

Atlan fell to his knees, unable to do anything as the boar slipped past him.

He was so close from getting the boar, but that whistling arrow spoiled all his plans. He painstakingly approached the boar with endless patience and endurance, yet a single arrow from the Huntsman was all it took to mess everything up.

Carmine wasn't kidding when it said that the Huntsman would do everything in its power to prevent him from getting its weakness. It was its bane, after all. Your next journey awaits at empire

'This human wants to use that boar's heart to escape me? How interesting…well then, let me give you a taste of my power and see if you have what it takes to receive the boar's heart.'

Fortunately, for Atlan, the Huntsman was still mildly amused by him. If it had decided to get serious, then it would not be an exaggeration if one were to say that Atlan would be killed in just under three seconds. That was how lethal the Huntsman Canzer was.

The fact that he was so easy to kill worked to his advantage. The Huntsman wanted to play with his food and decided to humor Atlan's antics up till now.

It was also fortunate that the Huntsman liked a good challenge. And Atlan, who seemed quite weak at first, was able to dodge quite a few of its normal arrows despite his build. He shouldn't have been able to last till the second arrow, or the third or the thirtieth.

The Huntsman was mildly impressed by Atlan and wanted to know more about him. That was why he was lenient.

Of course, leniency had a limit.

The Huntsman had been only using normal arrows up till now. But the fact that Atlan dared to go and harvest the boar's heart to take for himself was a crime that needed a punishment.

It may not be severe enough for an execution, but it was enough of a provocation for the Huntsman to reveal one of its powers.

"Cross of roads: Arrow piercing!" the Huntsman uttered as he fired a magical arrow.

It had a red tipped bit that seemed to oscillate between dark and light. And unlike the other arrows he fired at Atlan, this one didn't seem to be long for the physical world. It seemed to pierce through the Remedium and influence its surroundings to whatever the Huntsman needed.

And before Atlan knew it, there was a group of arrows firing from left to right right in front of him. He could feel the air breeze past his face as a couple of arrows fired from the left and right directions.

Not only that, he noticed that the ground he stood underneath was changed into something like the shore of a river.

This river seemed to be quite aggressive for its size because it kept surging out big waves all over the shore.

Atlan knew that if he got hit by that wave, he would only get swallowed by the water and be unable to swim up by himself. His battle suit could do a lot of things, but it cannot swim underwater unless he created a construct to survive.

But since he already created the magic arrow, he wouldn't be able to create another construct for another half an hour.

This only meant that Atlan didn't want to cross the raging river. Even the multiple arrows firing from left to right was barring him from entering the lake, even if he had any intention to do so.

Atlan immediately took a step back and away from the river and the arrows.

"Wait! Don't—"

Carmine's warning proved to be too late as all the arrows changed their direction in mid air and targeted Atlan all over his front body. Each of his organs, and his body points were targeted by the glowing-tipped arrows.

And judging from the magical aura they emanated, Atlan guessed that these arrows were laced with some kind of power that would definitely try to harm him in some way. Atlan didn't want to figure it out by himself.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Quick! Return to your original position!"

Atlan had full trust on Carmine with regards to Canzers and Remediums, so he didn't even hesitate for a second as he took a step diagonally forwards and retraced his steps from before.

Once he did so, the arrows suddenly changed directions once again and returned to their original trajectory.

They kept spawning out of the fog and firing from left to right.

"What am I supposed to do here?"

"This is one of the Huntsman's tricks. You can consider yourself lucky because you'll be playing a game this time around. The only caveat would be the fact that you would have to bet your own life for it."

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