After only ten minutes, Arthur and Durmans collided with each other for the last time, Arthur's domain collapsed, a brilliant streamer flew out, Arthur lay on the desert ground, panting heavily, his body was full of injuries, his soul power was weakened, and then the soul was forcibly resealed, which made Arthur very painful at this time.

"It's uncomfortable." It took a long time for Arthur to come out of his mouth such words, the battlefield was a mess, except for Fira and the six-winged soldier to see, no one paid attention, those demon gods were magnifying their moves everywhere, making dust everywhere, and they couldn't see anything, because of a large number of 'scavengers', those demon gods also began to disappear one after another, they would not die, but returned to sleep in the stone pillars.

Durmans lifted the field, he looked at Arthur in front of him as if he were looking at a dead man, and then quickly ran towards Arthur, he was about to give the final knife and solve the man's life.

Fira ran forward to stop him, but he was not as fast as the six-winged soldiers, and a huge 'open wall' directly blocked Dumans from the outside.

"Can you still get up?" The soldier asked.

"It's a bit of a struggle to get up." Arthur said.

The rescuers in the distance saw this scene and hurried over, and the surrounding gods also rushed towards them after they had no domain, and the rescuers eliminated those gods one after another, and came to Arthur's side through the cracks.

The soldier recited a spell in his mouth, and a 'bright wall' appeared on the ten meters around the scene that could block the attack, of course, he couldn't let all the gods cover their bodies with that thing, that would make their souls extremely painful.

"Get him away, and let the elders take care of the rest." In the middle of the term, an officer of the Observation Department said.

"We can't take care of that much now, we still have a lot of things to do." The soldier said, "Get him away, there are still many soldiers waiting for you, I don't have much to do, I can't kill him, but I can still escape."

Phila was across the wall, "Dumans, Dumans, it's me, Fila!" ”

Dumans' blood-red eyes looked at Fira at this time, as if he knew that his name was 'Dumans', but how tender was that, who was Fira? Is it prey?

"Don't try to communicate with him, it's useless, Dumans has been assimilated by the gods, and there is a very powerful divine power hidden in his soul." Arthur said, "He's not human anymore. ”

"No, even if he is no longer human, then he should remember me, he once promised, no matter when, where, no matter what happens, he will not forget me." Fila actually showed a cry.

"He doesn't even know who he is now, how can he think of you." Arthur said.

"Isn't there a way to let him recover his memory?"

"No, we should go to the high-level gods of the Council of Elders now and kill Dumans directly, if he degenerates into a demon god, there is really no way to subdue him, a 'blood contract' demon god is estimated to be able to catch up with the next generation of gods." Arthur said with difficulty.

"No, you can't kill him." Fira said, hurriedly stopping.

"Where are the Presbyterians now?" The six-winged soldier asked. "No, now let Arthur get out. I'll do the rest."

"They're carrying out a forced assault on Solomon's barrier." The waiter said.

"Well, find someone to inform and assign some people."

"I'll go." The attendant said, "Let the two of them get Arthur away." ”

The soldier released his oracle 'Oracle Eclipse', and the soldiers in the night felt a certain inexplicable sense of fit at the moment when the oracle was released, as if this was their own stage. He suddenly remembered that every training session was during the day, and he always felt as if his oracle had been suppressed by something, and it turned out that it was not suppression, but the night was where the 'dark' soul should have a role.

He conjured up the power blade, and the Crusader long sword, which was originally only more than one meter, turned into a purple scimitar two meters long in front of him, and he swung it twice, which was inexplicably appropriate.

"It seems that in the dark night, this is me." The soldier said, he released his oracle and rushed directly at Dumans in front of him, Fira jumped, he quickly retreated, the wall on Fira's body did not disappear, it seems that the spell is still working this way.

Dumans didn't know that he was tired at all, he reopened the field of the 'Blood Pact', the strong pressure made the soldier feel stagnant for a while, the soldier forcibly increased his strength, and suddenly the entire pupil turned purple, probably because of the night, the purple pupil was extraordinarily shining, and for a moment the soldier felt that the pressure on his body was gone, and even felt that his body became very light, he moved at high speed, and the purple streamer became a trace behind him that had been erased for a long time.

"It's so comfortable." For the first time, the soldier felt so happy, and he existed in the darkness as if he had found a fish in water.

Dumans' blood-red wings began to glow, as if they had not changed at all from the beginning.

The sand and dust chaos began again, but it was not as fierce as it was just now, Arthur was fighting with Dumans just now, and the soldier did not, he used the oracle to attack Dumans, "Eclipse, Hades." Triggered within Dumans's domain, a five-meter-high purple armor phantom, holding a huge broadsword, and then slashed towards Dumans, who directly resisted.

The surrounding sand is scattered everywhere as if a boulder had fallen on top of the sea.