The number of players in the front line is still dwindling.

At first, they still had more than forty people, but when the response intelligence of the young god White Night improved, their number was only about thirty.

And now, maybe there will be less than twenty people.

But despite this, they are still holding on.

They were still using their lives to fend off the mage's onslaught.

Even though they didn't even know what kind of spell the mage was chanting and what the effect of that spell was. But they're still holding on.

Because of this empty and powerless trust, it has now turned into the only motivation for them to persevere.

"Even I can't save my own life and take care of other people."

Hokusai was almost drowned in the rolling tentacle waves, and he thought to himself as he slashed the slimy creatures as he watched the player's death.

The player's deaths continue.

"Ding—"

But at this moment, a crisp bell suddenly spread across this chaotic region.

In an instant, all the tentacles stopped.

But it was only for a moment.

After a brief pause, they once again danced wildly in their sinister form.

Then, the bell rang again.

"Ding—"

The tentacles' activity is suspended again.

At this moment, Hikotsuki Hokusai realized the source of this voice.

It's the mage, and his chant is about to be finished.

"Ding—"

A ripple spread out from the tip of the staff in front of the mage, and at the same time, the incantation from the mage's mouth sounded.

"Chanting! Take back all premature burials! ”

"Ding-" The words fell, and there was another ripple.

The tentacles were barely able to move under the influence of the continuous ripples.

"Balance! Allow all reasonable pathos—"

"The Great Sealing Technique of the Sisfil Clan!"

"Ding—"

Finally, the spell was complete.

The last ripple, which symbolized the end, spread out instantly as the mage's words fell.

Then, the sound of countless heavy objects falling to the ground sounded in the arena.

The tentacles that had been fangs and claws before were all lying on the ground completely stiff now, and at their roots, they were all branded with a dark purple rune.

"Looks like ...... It's a success. ”

Seeing this scene on the field in front of him, the mage finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then supported the staff in front of him with both hands, and half-knelt on the ground.

"Hey, you're alright!" When the warlock saw the mage fall, he immediately ran up to him and held him up.

"These things will probably not come out again in a day, and the Great Seal Technique of the Clan will directly seal all the existences related to it...... So even if that guy wanted to summon something of the same origin as those tentacles, it wouldn't be possible. Half of the mage's body leaned against the warlock's body, and he said weakly.

"It sounds powerful, but the casting materials for this spell are actually very simple." The mage said, pointing his finger at the sluggish expression of the young god Bai Ye not far away, "All you need is a little bit of flesh and blood of the target you want to seal, and...... My own life, that's it. ”

"Hey!"

"So this deal is quite a good deal-"

Before the end of the mage's words could be completely settled, it had already turned into a white light in the warlock's arms, and then quickly dissipated into the air.

That is, he was ready to sacrifice himself from the beginning.

"Although it's a game, it's ...... It's really uncomfortable. ”

The warlock straightened out his clothes that had been messed up by the mage, and then slowly straightened up, looked at the young god Hakuya and said.

The demons he had summoned before had all been withdrawn to his side at this moment, staring at the young god White Night not far away, and let out a threatening roar from his mouth.

Looks like it's time to fight back.

There are still twenty-one players remaining.

……

"The mage really sealed the tentacles." Xiaoxiao Hanabi's face was a little cheerful, but the emotion in her voice was still gloomy.

"Hmm...... But for some reason, I always felt ......" Lublum's eyes were fixed on the screen, and his tone was the same as that of the night's fireworks.

"I know, I think the same thing as you." Xiaoxiao Hanabi nodded, "Although Militus also managed to dispose of those tentacles last time, he was cornered by the black fog in the end, right?" ”

"Well, those black fogs...... It's not something that the average player can handle. Lubrom said.

"But despite this, they still have a chance." Hanabi's eyes stared at the screen, "Because the black mist of the Hinone God White Night needs to rely on legendary spells to be released, they can stop the appearance of the black fog as long as they can interrupt the preparation of the spell of the Hina God White Night." “

"Interrupt that spell...... It's so easy to talk about. Millitus on the side finally spoke, his words full of powerlessness and helplessness.

"I understand." Xiaoxiao Hanako reached out and patted Militus on the shoulder, "But, at that time you were alone, and now they are united, if there are more people, maybe there will be a way." ”

"I hope so......"

Miletus' gaze lowered.

……

However, the young god White Night did not begin to chant the Singularity as they had imagined.

When his tentacles were completely sealed by the mage, the young god White Night stood in place as if he had lost his soul, motionless.

There was no trace of emotion in his empty pupils, and the current Hinagami White Night was like a humanoid stake.

But the players did not act rashly because of this, but approached him step by step, cautiously and slowly.

After all, this is not something to be taken lightly.

Even if he doesn't do anything, he can generate enough deterrence.

Therefore, even Hikotsuki Hokusai, like those players, is moving towards the position of Hinagami Hakuya step by step.

"Why don't I shoot him with an arrow and test it?" The archer, who had been lying in ambush in the rear from the beginning, suddenly asked.

"Let's try, it's better than we go up." And one of the berserkers also gave an answer.

Then, all the players stopped, waiting for the arrow from behind.

"Whoosh-"

Without further ado, a sharp arrow immediately sprang out of the archer's bow, and aimed directly at the face of the young god White Night.

It seems that his tentative arrow is going for the life of the young god White Night.

At this moment, everyone held their breath together, and tracked their eyes all the way to this sharp arrow that decided everyone's fate.

Then, the unexpected unfolded in front of everyone.