Chapter 142: The Misunderstanding Is Huge; Is the Arrow Tower a Legendary Boss?

The number of territory buildings has reached 10,000!

Buildings can now be moved freely!

Su Yu rejoiced and immediately began moving the arrow defense towers he had built earlier, which occupied a lot of space,

shifting them all outward.

The movable range is very large.

It only needs to be a place his territory units have visited.

Even if that area is covered by war fog,

once a building is moved there, it will dispel the war fog on that grid of land.

Moreover, this method can be used

to clear areas that were previously explored but have since been re-covered by war fog.

Su Yu opened his territory panel and moved the arrow defense towers one by one from the mountain outward.

……

Rolling hills, interspersed with grass and trees,

occasionally dotted with patches of fragrant flowers.

A lord, accompanied by three troop units, was hunting outside.

Because he wanted to level up and enjoy the experience points alone,

the three rare troop units—Werewolves—standing beside him, wielding spiked wolf clubs,

merely guarded him and did not join the battle.

Only when they encountered particularly stubborn monsters would they subdue them,

and then let the lord kill them.

"In two and a half months, I've reached level 10. Hehe, the frequency at which war fog spawns monsters around here is really high."

The new lord, Yu Zhuo, gripped his slender blade,

and with a swift motion, executed a massive bear in one strike.

Blood splattered.

Just then, one of the Werewolves behind him suddenly took a few steps forward.

"What's wrong?"

Yu Zhuo asked in confusion.

As rare troops, Werewolves possess keen perception of danger.

"My lord, something is not right..."

Before the word "right" could be finished,

a sound of tearing air suddenly arose,

from the war fog ahead,

a dark shadow suddenly flew out,

moving so fast that it was impossible to see what the shadow was.

"Boom—!"

Thanks to his sharp perception, the Werewolf in front raised the spiked wolf club in his hand.

Then, the iron spiked wolf club

exploded into fragments with a thunderous crash!

An arrow pierced in—no, it smashed into the Werewolf's chest!

Its body instantly shattered into four pieces, flesh and blood exploding outward!

Only after that arrow, carrying an inexplicable divine might, killed its target did its power begin to weaken,

embedding itself in the ground and leaving a deep hole.