The sound of Oscar and Greif's clashing swords almost drowned out the roars of the people around them, and their fierce battle attracted the attention of most people. At this time, hope seemed to rise in the hearts of human beings on the verge of despair, and Oscar stood up like a savior to stand in front of the powerful undead knight.

Some people may think that Oscar, wrapped in broken armor, is not human at all, but this does not prevent them from cheering for Oscar. And Oscar lived up to their expectations, and it turned out that Astra's knightly swordsmanship was not weaker than that of the White Knight of Solrond.

The two were unexpectedly comparable in pure strength, speed and skill, and for a while it seemed that the winner was inseparable.

"Very good power! I can feel your killing intent and determination. But if you can join us and be guided by the darkness, you will gain greater power. If you still want to refuse, then being consumed by darkness is still your fate. ”

Greif distanced himself from Oscar with a single blow, and quickly chanted a prayer. Oscar knew that this guy must not be using any white cult magic skills, because the dark and gloomy, unsettling aura was really alarming. By the time Oscar comes up to the top to put an end to his sorcery, it's too late.

"Hunting Scythe!"

Greif didn't use the sword in his right hand at all, and a dark scythe more than two sword lengths condensed from the void in his left hand, and swung it fiercely at Oscar.

Oscar, who felt extremely dangerous, forcibly stopped his body and immediately retreated, I am afraid that this kind of illusory magic that is like nothing in the air cannot be stopped by a physical blade.

Despite the speed of Oscar's body, he was still scratched in the chest by the dark scythe, and from the outside, Oscar did not seem to have suffered any substantial damage, and there were no marks left on his armor. But only Oscar could feel that the scythe in Greif's hand that had been reduced to nothingness was robbing him of his life.

It can be felt from the skin on the chest that has gradually "dried up", and it is not impossible to turn into a living corpse if it is attacked like this a few more times.

"Hehe, it's really fast. How does it feel, do you feel like your soul has been cut off and devoured? Hahaha, if you want to continue, I don't mind turning you into a living corpse in front of these humans. ”

Greif had completely abandoned the sword in his right hand and was slowly approaching Oscar, the range of the Scythe was too wide and it only took a split second to condense it, and he was completely sure that he would "harvest" Oscar's life before his sword stabbed him.

Oscar was forced to dodge, and every scythe from Greif swept close to his body. He constantly changed his body shape and footwork, trying to find loopholes and flaws in Greif's attacks in the constant temptation.

But the scythe in Greif's hand can even be described as "airtight", as it is composed entirely of a dark energy, has no body and no weight, and cannot be stopped by any blade or shield armor. Attack the enemy from almost any angle and direction "at will".

Maybe in the next second, Oscar will be killed and under the scythe. However, is there a final turnaround?

"Attack!" At this time, those human knights and guards actually rushed towards the "unarmed" Greif, did they think that Greif would be easy to deal with without a long sword? They clearly saw how Oscar was embarrassed to dodge the illusory weapon. But no one but themselves could stop them from dying, so are these humans insane or stupid?

Oscar stumbles upon the knight directing these human charges, who apparently knows what he is doing. "This is the last chance! For the sake of the White Religion, for the glory of our God! The knight took one last look at Oscar, and then rushed to Greif with his remaining men.

The scythe in Greif's hand swung out of the void again, but with it fell like wheat, the brave humans, or the ignorant humans?

"Last chance"? Oscar seemed to understand that no matter how wide and fast Greif's Hunting Scythe attack was, he couldn't unleash every attack seamlessly. As a steady stream of humans fell around him like wheat stalks, Oscar keenly noticed that Greif's scythe seemed to be "dull", and he himself seemed tired, with each scythe cast being slightly dull.

The tireless undead are finally tired!

This is the last chance, Oscar follows these crazy human beings, these human beings who are extremely admired from the bottom of their hearts. I see, even though every human being may be weaker than the undead, no one can deny the strong courage and determination that they have erupted for the sake of faith and conviction.

Defending their glory with their lives is what the weak can do, no matter what the desperate situation is.

Greif was already red-eyed, and he couldn't imagine that these damn bedbug-like humans who could pinch him to death would dare to force him out of breath with crowd tactics. Isn't this kind of cannon fodder style of using living corpses to attack attrition only undead people are accustomed to?

"Damn it!" Greif had seen Oscar and the chilling sword flying towards him, but he didn't have a weapon in his hand to stop him, which was the strongest and greatest weakness of the illusory Death Scythe.

Oscar's sword pierced Greif's chest with the last hope of these humans, and viscous blood flowed down the slit of Greif's palm that was clutching his chest.

"Ahh I didn't expect this knightly duel to be interrupted by these stupid humans. Greif yelled angrily at Oscar.

"It's not a duel, it's a war, a war that belongs to humanity. And you, even if you die, are no longer worthy to be called a knight...... The knights have fallen! ”

"Ahem...... Haha, do you think this sword can kill me? I'll come back again, the immortal will never perish! ”

Boom ——! Bang——!

The whole earth was shaking, and even those two demons couldn't make such a big move! Oscar felt the whole ground sinking, and he had to get out of here! As far as the eye can see, this immortal courtyard, except for the inner city, has begun to crumble and fall, and the drawbridge is also crumbling.

I see, Oscar understands that they are going to abandon the outer city to stop the undead army that is about to arrive! Originally, he had already eliminated the undead knight Greif with the help of the guards and knights of the outer city, and they still had a chance to raise the drawbridge!

But now it's too late.