"Hush."

The flame burned over Arslan's body, and he planted it upright on the ground, allowing it to consume and spread.

Suddenly, the two corpses, like the previous presiding priest, exploded into a ball of flames in an instant, covering his body with countless flames.

Arslan's body, or rather corpse, fell motionless to the ground. The fire blast and lethality cast by the priests, combined with the premise that they had been seriously injured before.

If he could live, it would really be a miracle...... But it's a pity that in such a short life, Shapur didn't believe much in the existence of miracles.

I was lucky to survive, but I felt the temperature and scorching of the wall of fire behind me, and the flaming spear in front of me.

"I have to collect the corpse... What a hassle. ”

"Demons! Your companion is dead, what else do you want to resist?! ”

The remaining three priests, without looking back, walked behind the shield wall and questioned Shapur in a loud voice, but the latter only snorted coldly, did not answer, and rushed towards the human again.

But this time, the attack was much faster than before, perhaps after too long of fighting, the speed of the spearman's thrust gradually couldn't keep up with the group of bones and hands on the opposite side.

Crackling!!

The two bony hands pierced the wooden shield, not piercing, but firmly holding the shield.

In an instant, the knife hand immediately chopped towards the position of the bone, like an axe chopping firewood.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Suddenly slashing on this bone, although it can't cause more damage than the actual one, but what is visible to the naked eye is a large gap in the bone.

However, on the other hand, there is no difference between the knife edge of some curly hair, and even the sparks that burst out when it is split, and the collision with steel.

"Get out of the way!!!!"

Shapur roared loudly and jerked, and the man with his shield attached to it was picked up in the air by himself.

It's just that such an action is too eye-catching, and the gap in defense is too big.

As a result of the slashing and stabbing, a bony hand stuck in the shield was separated from Shapur himself, and while distracting from the defense, he also had to place the priests behind them, and unfortunately, they were chanting incantations in their mouths, and at any moment, the holy fire would strike at them.

Thereupon......

The spearman, who was hanging in the air, was about to take the shield away from his hand when he suddenly noticed a dark shadow, and when he looked up, he felt a sudden blow in the eye, and before he could feel the pain, his consciousness was gone.

The priest over there also flashed in a panic, and a whirling knife slashed through his face, and then sank into the flames.

Suddenly, the flame hanging above the staff exploded, and the flames of the priest's body were splashed with flames, and the holy fire would not cause much additional damage to humans. But no matter how bad it is, it is still a flame, and it will still hurt when it falls on people's bodies.

The two priests around him had no other choice but to dodge the splashing flames, lest the thing set fire to his robes and end up with him.

The flames blocked their vision, and the eyes that had just entered the sand could not distinguish the enemy in front of them so quickly, so they had no choice but to attack.

Two throwing knives obliterate the priest behind them and kill a spearman, but now there is no weapon to melee combat.

Thinking so, Shapur pulled hard and smashed the spearman's corpse downward.

Losing a central shield wall, and a physique that could not withstand the smash itself, the formation turned into a mass of scattered sand under this action.

The human swordsmen knew that there was no point in hiding behind, so they went out en masse, brandishing their weapons and rushing over.

The two humans fended off the attack of the bone hand, while the remaining two stabbed Shapur in front of him.

"Tsk!"

With a bang, he didn't know that he took out a broken bone hand from there, blocking the knife hand that was slashing at him, and the other party's eyes were obviously stunned.

Without accident, he set up the long knife that was burning with flames, followed by a backhand punch, which smashed directly on the front door of the knife hand, and the bridge of the opponent's nose was hit hard by him, and it was directly knocked down.

And just as he turned slightly sideways and dodged the slash of the other knife hand by a fraction of a millimeter, Shapur immediately held the bone with his backhand and thrust it into the opponent's head along the ear.

The bone was very long, and it was so deep that even under the flesh on the other side, you could see the strange blood-colored bulge.

But it didn't matter to him, Shapur immediately pulled out a crudely crude dagger from him, and then ended the life of another human.

"Die!!"

Naturally, it was impossible for humans to let him continue to slaughter like this, so with memory and experience, the two priests cast flames, and Shapur had no choice but to immediately put away his bony hands and prepare to jump away.

But when he finally got rid of the corpse's entanglement, he found that the flames were already close at hand!

As a last resort, he immediately gathered his bony hand and used it as a simple buffer to protect in front of him.

"Goo-ha!"

It's not useless, but it's not much if it's useful.

The impact of the flames was only slightly relieved, and the burning of the flames was only slightly weakened, the bursting flame burned along the bone hand, and the splash of the explosion also drenched the front of Shapur with a transparency of the flames.

The force of the impact immediately made him fly out, and he fell to the ground, gasping for air.

Is that the end of it......

He thought so that his body did not even want to move at all, because the feeling of the wind blowing the wound was like beating the side of his body; And his face felt like he was buried in magma, and he didn't even dare to put on his expression, lest he pull his muscles.

Shapur struggled with his body and bony hands, and stood up from the ground, the flames coiled around the bony hands behind him, and the erosion was real: wherever the flames went, they turned blackened and fell to the ground.

Looking at the trance-like figure opposite, feeling the violent tinnitus, he understood that he had reached his limit, as long as he had another ordinary attack, he would definitely die here.

It's really unwilling...... It's going to be planted here...

Thinking like this, he completely spread out his bones and hands, like the blooming petals of a flower, and sprinkled his burning ashes in front of him.

I can't feel ......

The five senses were basically lost, but in front of him, he clearly saw the ashes flying in front of him, so Shapur's eyes widened and he shouted loudly.

"Come on!! Mankind!!! ”

"Huh...... Any last wishes? ”

“！！！！”