First, a white bone arm poked out of a bush, almost half a palm or so, and Arash had already shot an arrow at it, and the owner of the arm should have fallen backwards with the strength of Arash.

Then, the footsteps around instantly increased, and countless footsteps began to move towards the location of the two of them.

"From which direction?" Xia Bai's cognition of the route was still basically stuck in the ultimate road idiot stage of whether to go forward or backward, so he decisively threw the question to Arash as usual.

"This way," Arash quickly pointed in the same direction, then took his bow and shot at the place where footsteps were heard around him. Xia Bai quickly released the Moon Spirit Essence Liquid, making it float beside him.

Then, he ran as hard as he could in the direction that Arash had pointed out, and he had the basic consciousness of being a scumbag of war, and being safe first would be the greatest help to Arash.

At present, his only combat ability is the Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid, but except for his ability to automatically defend three times a day, his magic power is almost enough to control the Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid two or three times, and it is basically useless.

He also asked the system about mana, and the system answered him with the simplest answer: the total amount of host mana and the mana recovery speed are determined by the total number of Heroic Spirits, the number of Rites, and the additional bonuses of the system's Heroic Spirits and Rites, and are not affected by anything else.

This basically blocked his broad road to learning the cultivation methods of this world to the pinnacle of life, and he could only go further and further on the road of the Imperial Master.

Returning to the book, Xia Bai frantically used his hands to remove the shrubs and branches that hindered his progress, and now he only had one thought, which was to escape to a safe place as quickly as possible, and then summon the broken Arash with a stroke spell.

Forcefully brushed away the branches in front of him, several skeletons behind him had been temporarily thrown aside, and Arash was also fighting and retreating, Xia Bai could always see his figure every time he turned around, if it wasn't for covering him, it was estimated that Arash would have escaped a long time ago.

The moment the branches were removed, the moon spirit marrow liquid beside Xia Bai automatically defended, and a broken sword that slashed at Xia Bai's ankle was instantly isolated by the silver-white liquid condensed into a shield.

A skeleton was struggling to crawl out of the dirt on the ground, and it was its exposed hand that attacked Xia Bai first.

Xia Bai took advantage of the moment of the Moon Spirit Essence's automatic defense and jumped forward and rushed out of the skeleton soldier's attack unit, but when he raised his head and saw the surrounding situation, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

In the surrounding dirt, skeleton soldiers struggled to free their bodies from the constraints of the earth.

Just more than twenty skeletons in the line of sight directly shattered Xia Bai's hope of escaping, and with his combat power, any skeleton soldier could put him on the ground in a few minutes.

Just as Xia Bai was ready to restrain himself, a black leopard-like creature slammed over the two skeletons in front of him, jumped up the tree and fled in the direction of Xia Bai.

"It's just a beast left" Looking at the black panther running at high speed, Xia Bai gritted his teeth and greeted him, now he had not only his life in his hands, but also Arash's.

At present, he is also qualified to gamble, and if he wins, at least Arash can live, and if he doesn't gamble, he will have nothing.

Saving his magic power, Xia Bai rushed into the group of skeletons without a trace of protection, and the two abilities of automatic defense were exhausted in the blink of an eye, and the skeletons were either mutilated or the rusty weapons fell directly on his body.

The shoulders, waist, back and other positions were constantly hit, and the blood was splashed out like no money, which was the result of Xia Bai's efforts to avoid the vital point.

Before the crossing, Xia Bai was an otaku whose biggest dream was not to go to work, and he had never felt the breath of blood, but at this moment he felt that his blood was burning.

There was something called trust on his shoulders that supported him, and the most intuitive feeling he had through these days was the relationship between the Heroic Spirit and the Master, and at all times, Arash trusted him unconditionally.

Each time, it was Arash who was saving him, and this time Xia Bai pressed his most precious bet at the table—his life, to win the hope of victory.

At first, it was very painful when he was stabbed, but as he was stabbed and slashed more and more, Xia Bai felt that the pain was reducing, maybe the body was getting used to it, or it could be that the blood outflow made the nerves communicate the pain weaker.

No matter which one it is, Xia Bai has no time or interest in understanding it at this moment, and his target is only the Black Panther who is close at hand.

The black panther leaped past Xia Bai's side, the human who was already dying did not attract the slightest attention from it, and its goal was only to escape from the sea of skeletons.

At the moment when he staggered with the black panther, the magic power on Xia Bai's body instantly surged, and all the magic power was poured into the moon spirit essence floating around him.

The "spear form" was accompanied by Xia Bai's indistinct low cry, and the moon spirit essence liquefied into a slender silver spear that directly penetrated the black panther's body.

The black panther, whose attention was entirely focused on the large number of skeleton soldiers, had almost no defense against Xia Bai, and the silver spear stabbed diagonally from its side, piercing out from one side of the eye, ending its life in an instant.

The task was completed, and the advanced point of light quickly floated towards Arash, but Xia Bai, who had lost all his magic power here, did not have any strength to move anymore after completing the goal.

"It turns out that the battle is so tiring, this time, it has been really hard for you, Arash." Leaning back, Xia Bai leaned weakly against an extraordinarily thick tree.

Looking at Arash who was trying to rush towards him and the skeleton soldiers who were already close at hand, Xia Bai raised his right hand with the last of his strength, "In the name of the spell, I order you to live, Arash!" ”

One of the three sinuous spells instantly turned into a red light and disappeared, and at the same time, the wounds on Arash's body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, Xia Bai's actions have not stopped, "In the name of the spell, I order you to win this battle, Arash!" ”

"Order, poof" Xia Bai also tried to use the third spell to give Arash the last blessing, but one of the skeleton soldiers' spear pierced directly through the trunk of the big tree and stabbed into his body, and the blood gushing up from his throat directly interrupted his words.

On the other side, the blessing of the spell and the advanced light took effect on Arash's body at about the same time.

In the midst of the radiance, the great hero named Arash Kamankir descended in near-heyday as a maker of bows and arrows in ancient Persian mythology, a sharpshooter who flew 2,000 kilometers with an arrow, and a messenger of peace with his life.