"Whizz! Hiss!..."
A large swarm of fire arrows whistled through the air, accompanied by the hissing of flames, shooting towards the center of the sea battlefield. Amidst the chaotic volley of arrows, besides the flaming black oil fire arrows, were even more fiercely burning gunpowder fire arrows, which, aided by gunpowder, shot further into the chaos!
"Whizz! Hiss!…"
Black Wolf Torc squinted his eyes, aiming at the nearest Mayan galley. He calculated the trajectory, raising his hand to release an expensive gunpowder arrow. Yet this burning, hissing arrow flew over a distance of more than a hundred paces, seemingly about to strike the sail of the galley, but suddenly it veered off, the arrow arcing upwards!
"Ah!…"
