This time, there was no boulder to make her condescending, but she was already familiar with the performance of the horn bow, she didn't dodge at the first time, and began to throw far away with full arm strength, and the feather arrows did not stop one by one, and every time the bow body was opened to almost full bow, she did not aim with her eyes, but used mental power to accurately locate it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When several female warriors from the Amazon arrived at the scene, she shot a rain of arrows from a distance of three hundred meters, and nearly forty arrows from two quivers were thrown by her in less than a minute, and the hit rate was as high as ninety percent, or even a little more.

Five wild boars carry out the original piglet, each full of arrows. There were seven or eight more, five or six of the less, two of them were shot dead on the spot, and the remaining few were also out of breath and less in breath, and it was only a matter of time before they died.

Thea beckoned to them from afar, like scratch paper for an exam, "Hey, I'm running out of arrows! Will you give me some?"

Several people looked at each other, you shoot too fast! Usually what they pursue is a lethal blow, two pots of arrows are more than enough, but looking at Thea's current proud record, it can't be said that her arrow rain is nonsense, the female warriors are very upright, the level of technology is clear at a glance, at least they have lived for so many years and have not heard anyone do this, for themselves can do it but others can do it, they still feel sincere admiration.

Each of them had arrows with them, but there were not many, and the three of them got together and filled her with another pot.

Thea continued to replenish the arrows for the wild boar that did not die, according to their Amazonian rules, the prey is only a result, and they can't let the female warrior help, so they can only shoot the arrows into the fatal part of the fast-swallowing wild boar one by one, and soon shoot the remaining pigs to death.

Thea thinks that eight wild boars are enough to deal with, the black strong woman may have to fight for the last second, she is not so much to win, too much, she is really too lazy to play this meaningless battle, she just wants to find a way to return to the original time and space, she can't go home, let alone the god name of Artemis, it is useless for you to give her the god name of Zeus.

"Pack up and get out. She turned to the female warrior who was tying up the pig with a rope.

"Miss Thea, it's been less than an hour?... You?" A female warrior tried to explain to her how sacred and noble this was, but seeing her resolute expression, she swallowed back the words that came to her lips.

Several people sped up the movements in their hands, and it was almost impossible for the four of them to transport eight pigs out, but fortunately, Thea, who was suspected of being the reincarnation of Hercules, could help, and the rope tied several pigs into a string with double strands, and it was still possible to pull them out.

The three of them were carrying one each, and Thea was walking slowly out of a long line alone, when she suddenly felt a tingling sensation in her back.

"Someone sneak attacked?" she immediately thought that the three female warriors were going to do the blackout, but the next moment she judged that it was not, the danger came from the sky!

Still dropping the rope, he flipped on his side, dodging the onslaught from the sky.

Seeing clearly that the sneak attack enemy Thea is a little collapsed, I'll go! Why is it an eagle again! She can't tell what kind of guy this sneak attack is, but she is really not small, her whole body is dark gray, her body is one meter long, her wingspan is three meters, her sharp hook-like beak is back in the air after a hit, and her two fierce eyes are staring at Thea.

Thea thinks that she is solidifying her reputation into hatred in the Eagle Clan? Why does every eagle look at her like an enemy, this is too unscientific! Your boss can live for more than 200 years, what means did you rely on to identify the murderer of the gods so early?

The eagle could not hear her complaints, turned gracefully in the air, raised its neck and shouted, its voice was hoarse and high-pitched, and it spread far away, as if the dense forest had come to life in less than thirty seconds, and birds of prey were constantly converging here.

Thea fired her bow from below, but the eagle was extremely nimble, dodging left and right, and it took Thea's perfect archery skills to shoot it down with a full five arrows.

It's too late! Thea looked at the dark shadow that appeared in the distance, and took the Eye of Horus to observe, there were seventeen birds of prey, some large and small, different colors, obviously not the same species. I don't know if these eagles were stimulated by her divine eyes or because the original eagle was shot down and had a common hatred for the enemy, and the already fast speed was violently raised.

Thea quickly put the quiver on her back, the arrows used to shoot the wild boar before have been recovered, Amazon's iron-smelting technology is good, and the arrows can be used again, but the tail feathers have dropped a lot, which affects the shooting accuracy somewhat.

Turn on all the mental power and the effect of the Eye of Horus, and the mechanical arm of the left hand is almost running to full power, opening the bow to the fullest, aiming at a bird of prey with a head full of white claws like iron that is about to enter his range, hey? This is a bald eagle, right? Thea is a little dumbfounded, this is a bird of the Americas, right? This is the national bird of the Lighthouse Country! Full of free and democratic will!

You have a Mediterranean climate here, how did this American bird fly here! Thea didn't have time to complain, and without any guilt, she shot down the national bird that represented the spirit of freedom and democracy, and once again drew her bow and aimed it at the second bird.

As she continued to draw her bow and shoot down six birds of prey of various shapes, several female warriors had already gone into hiding, many of which they had not seen in five thousand years, and God knows from which crack in the stone they had come from. Their task was simple: to keep watching, until one of them was wiped out by the other.

Thea didn't have time to let go of her arrows calmly at this time, the speed of the falcons was too fast, and the wild boars were simply turtle speed compared to them.

She constantly used trees and other obstructions to dodge enemy pounces, and one of them got too close to her, knocking her head flying with a punch from her robotic arm.

Damn, I knew it was so cruel that I brought a knife, that punch was very powerful, but she still felt very uncomfortable with some slight cleanliness, she was splashed with half of her blood, and some white and yellow mess splashed on her body, which disgusted her.

But disgusting to disgusting, she didn't get to the point where she couldn't walk before she saw some blood, and kept looking for the gap before the falcons rose into the air after the eagle falcons pounced, and she was far away with a bow and arrow, and she was close enough to go up and smash it directly.

When the birds of prey regrouped in the air, they found that there were only six of them left, and they looked at each other, two of them hesitated slightly, and the other four were very clever in arranging a progressive charge.

Don't say that this tactic does give Thea a a headache, but she is not stupid, taking advantage of the gap between dodging, she picked up a few goose egg-sized stones on the ground, and whenever an eagle pounces, she doesn't look at it and shakes her hand is a stone.

Whether she hit or not, she quickly moved her position to avoid the next attack of the eagles, which worked amazingly, and soon two more eagles were broken by her, falling to the ground like rags and wailing, waiting for the favor of death.