Suddenly, black tentacles emerged around the altar of the Suffering Church, crazily winding around everything nearby, squeezing, coiling, tightening. Some of the outermost believers had their necks snapped on the spot, and the priests near the altar were also trapped by the tentacles, completely unable to react in time, as arrows whizzed through the air.
Whizz.
Blood splattered.
An outer high-tier priest was about to start chanting a spell, but the next second, an arrow pierced his forehead, almost penetrating his skull.
"Mage Archer!"
"Watch out!"
Someone shouted in alarm.
But before he could move, an arrow pierced through his throat, directly interrupting his spellcasting.
"In this world, many high-tier spells require about 3 to 6 seconds of casting time."
"But to shoot them down, I don't even need one second."
Being attacked during casting requires maintaining concentration; any disturbance can interrupt the spell.
