In the worst situation, the arrow would hit him, but it wouldn't do much damage to him because of his strengthened defense.
The obsidian-skinned man was just too powerful for a group of seventeen people to put down, no matter how well those seventeen people worked together.
Arthur could already imagine what would happen if the obsidian-skinned guy managed to reach the cultivators of the Dyson family. What he imagined was a scene of a lion falling amidst lambs.
His eyes flickered as he looked at the golden bow that the group of seventeen were using to shoot golden arrows. His eyes were drawn to their golden bows because they looked similar to his golden bow.
Eventually he sighed and said, "I do owe them."
He didn't want what he imagined to happen because of his Golden Bow.
The golden bow is a top-grade rank 3 weapon given to him by an elder of the Dyson family. He didn't know its value before when it was given to him. But he knows now.
