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Chapter 812: Chapter 684: Our Three Junglers are Stealing the Nexus_2

This ice plain holds great terror!

After regaining his composure, Zuo Fang drew his bow and notched another arrow, shooting it towards the sky where Xu Shuo had indicated before.

“Whoosh—”

The arrow still disappeared into the snowstorm.

But this time, a glint sparked in Zuo Fang’s eyes.

“I can sense it, there seems to be something over there, with a tremendous magical energy!”

After speaking, he excitedly turned to look at his companions and met Xu Shuo’s eyes, which held a half-amused gaze as if watching a play unfold.

Zuo Fang cleared his throat and said seriously: “Since something odd has been detected, this place could very well be the true hiding spot of the Ice and Snow Elves. Do you have any way to get up there?”

The Duke of Silver frowned and said: “It’s too high, I don’t have a way, though I do have means to attack.”

Zuo Fang then looked at Xu Shuo.

Xu Shuo pondered for a moment before asking: “Can your arrows carry magic?”

Zuo Fang didn’t reply but instead pulled out a row of arrows of different colors—copper, silver, and gold.

His Lifebound Weapon had two modes of attack.

One was to use spiritual power directly.

The second was to channel spiritual power into other weapons as throwing mediums, which would consume less spiritual power.

His own spiritual power couldn’t bear someone else’s magic, so he could only use a medium.

“Just pick one and try.”

Zuo Fang said boastfully.

Xu Shuo looked them over and picked a gold arrow, then inscribed a small magic mark on it before handing it back.

Zuo Fang strung the arrow on the bow, and a silver substance spread from his fingertips, covering the arrow from fletching to arrowhead, instantly turning the golden arrow silver.

Then he released his grip, and the arrow flew out like lightning, exploding suddenly in mid-air.

“Bang!”

A beautiful firework burst through the snowstorm.

The twinkling spots of light blossomed for an instant, then dissipated in the icy sky alongside the fierce storm, not lasting even a half-second.

Seeing this, Zuo Fang’s brows slightly raised: “Your doing?”

Xu Shuo nodded: “It’s somewhat useful but seems like your spiritual power suppressed it quite a bit. The original blast radius should’ve been around ten meters, though the result is passable.”

It was just a small magic that he unleashed.

Now that he knew it would be compressed, next time he would prepare a much larger magic marker.

Hearing this, Zuo Fang pondered as well.

He spoke hesitantly: “The place that I sensed is very strange. My spiritual power scattered upon approach, so I don’t know specifics. Could your actions possibly alert the enemy?”

Even as he said this, he had already picked out another arrow for Xu Shuo.

Xu Shuo took the arrow and while carving magic into it, said: “Don’t worry, just send this magic over, I’m just probing the situation there.”

Taking the newly marked arrow, Zuo Fang glanced at him and once again drew his bow and notched the arrow.

But this time, the silver substance progressed bit by bit from the fletching, and its invasion down the shaft was much slower.

Commonly referred to as a long cast time.

Zuo Fang’s eyes narrowed slightly, focusing on the magic aura at the arrowhead, enveloping it with spiritual power.

Having realized his spiritual power could suppress the magic, he consciously aimed to hold back some, so he took this attempt much more seriously.

In the next moment, the arrow shot forth.

Whoosh—

The arrow disappeared into the high sky, traveling through the wind and the snow.

A bright glimmer flashed across Xu Shuo’s eyes.

He saw a huge island hidden beneath the mists of the snowstorm, its spreading magical energy outlining its immense size.

But before he could take a full view of the island, the magic dissipated in the snowy winds.

Xu Shuo blinked and then addressed the others: “There’s an island, approximately ten thousand square kilometers in size, with an environment similar to the Far North Mountain Range.”

Zuo Fang asked eagerly: “Are there Elves on it?”

Xu Shuo glanced at him: “What more do you want to know in three seconds? Shall I take another look?”

Zuo Fang immediately handed over another arrow.

After all, the one expending magical energy wasn’t him; his only task was archery.

Xu Shuo accepted the arrow and engraved another spell.

But this time, he didn’t rush to hand it back; instead, he turned to the Duke of Silver: “Can you run a kilometer in ten seconds?”

The Duke of Silver: “…”

The Duke of Silver didn’t immediately answer to this excessive request; he first looked across the ice plain, then peered into the heavens, gauging the fierceness of the stormy winds for a kilometer’s distance from the mountain peak to there.

Then he nodded without expression: “I can, but I can’t stay aloft for too long.”

He had already roughly guessed the man’s idea.

Duke of Silver did not mind taking risks, but he believed in being fully prepared before embarking on an adventure. Otherwise, it would be nothing but a senseless death.

Upon hearing this, Xu Shuo slightly frowned.

After contemplating for a moment, he reached out to Zuo Fang again: “Give me another one.”

After receiving a new arrow and inscribing magic onto it, Xu Shuo handed it to Duke of Silver to be crushed and used upon arrival.

Zuo Fang then said: “You better not hold back when the time comes, my arrows are a bit—”

Duke of Silver expressionlessly crushed the metal shaft of the arrow, leaving only the magically inscribed arrowhead.

Zuo Fang: “…”

Duke of Silver continued: “Am I the only one going over first?”

His calm and tranquil eyes glanced towards Xu Shuo.

Xu Shuo looked at him, smiling broadly, then plucked two more arrows from Zuo Fang to inscribe magic on them before handing them back.

“You two will go together,” he said.

“Your Holiness, if I don’t return from this journey…” Zuo Fang suddenly became solemn and earnest.

“Then don’t come back,” Xu Shuo interrupted him.

Zuo Fang, holding the arrows in hand, looked at Duke of Silver and then at the blizzard-swept plain, starting to feel a tad cowardly.

He couldn’t help but pull Xu Shuo aside and whispered, “Are you really confident?”

Xu Shuo nodded firmly: “I am confident, and I will come over when it’s time.”

Zuo Fang cunningly countered: “But I’m the one shooting the arrows, shouldn’t you be the one to go over first with him, and then I follow up last?”

The words were spoken.

A silence fell over the scene.

Xu Shuo looked at him meaningfully.

Zuo Fang couldn’t help but understand the implication and became speechless.

While the two of them stood in silent communication, Duke of Silver said from behind: “Since neither of us trusts the other, let’s all three go together, shall we?”

They would face death together, and if they didn’t want to die, they would each have to display their supernatural powers when the time came.

Xu Shuo looked at them and nodded.

“All right.”

Consequently, Zuo Fang parted with two more arrows.

Each of the three carried an arrow on themselves, to be used for floating toward the island later on.

And the remaining three arrows.

Zuo Fang, in charge of shooting, directly placed them on his bow, his finger joints precisely holding the three arrows, his gaze sharp as he focused on the distance.

As a qualified archer, shooting three arrows at once was no big deal!

With a release of his fingers, the three arrows simultaneously flew out.

At the same time, three rainbow-colored light paths appeared before their eyes, extending towards the peak and disappearing into the stormy sky.

Where they led was unknown.

But they surely must be headed for the place they’ve been discussing.

“Holy shit, the Rainbow Bridge!”

Zuo Fang was dazzled by the magic.

However, while he was still in surprise, two figures beside him had already dashed out like arrows released from the bowstring, their speed now as fast as the caution they showed earlier.

Zuo Fang, who was left behind exclaiming “Holy shit,” was a step too slow. As he realized and charged forward, the figures of the other two were already halfway there.

“You guys are so selfish! Not even a shout for me!”

Zuo Fang, rushing onto the Rainbow Bridge and facing the raging storm, yelled out, only to end up with a face full of snow.

At that moment, a sudden sense of crisis surged within him, and he swiftly turned back to see that the entrance to the Rainbow Bridge was already disappearing, vanishing as quickly as the ground beneath his feet!

Zuo Fang stared dumbfounded, finally understanding the meaning of “ten seconds” mentioned by the other guy.

At this moment, the violent storm that could nearly kill a man seemed trivial compared to the danger of falling onto the icy plains.

The next moment, Zuo Fang’s speed dramatically increased!

This time he was truly running for his life.

The storm hammered furiously, and the fierce wind threatened to blow him off.

Ahead, the silhouettes on the other two Rainbow Bridges matched in speed, seemingly unaffected by the storm.

They were fast but didn’t seem to be going all out.

It was as if they were deliberately restraining something.

Their speeds remained even, neck and neck.

Xu Shuo glanced sideways at Duke of Silver three strides away, their gazes meeting as they looked at each other.

Then Xu Shuo smiled, while Duke of Silver emotionlessly averted his gaze.

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