The elven girl's voice shook the young people's senses like an alarm bell. Finn, Arroyo, and Raymond quickly recovered from the shock of the scene before them, and immediately turned their heads in the direction Arya was pointing.

In this burning street, in addition to the undead creatures that wandered the street like wanderers, their eyes were focused on the same direction, and in the distance on the side of the street, they saw several humanoid figures swaying in the firelight, and the figures gradually enlarged in their pupils, as if they were approaching them.

"Let's take a look." Fein thought about it for a moment, grabbed the greatsword in his hand, and ran towards the place where the figure was. Several obtrusive skeleton warriors were slashed by him, followed by Arroyo, Raymond, and Arya, who was leading the half-elf girl, scattered skeletons falling sporadically along their path.

The angle of view of the picture shifts slightly.

At the end of the street, on the stone and brick road that connects the downtown square to the neighborhood, a three-meter-tall skeleton beast with a terrifying axe chases three living humans wildly, and in front of the beast chase, three clergy clergy clergy dressed in the white robes of the Templar Church are fleeing with their backs to their pursuers.

The three Church personnel were dressed as two men and one woman, the stronger and the younger of the two men had lost an arm, the cut on his shoulder was bloodily exposed, the blood stained his chain mail red, and the intense pain forced him to grit his teeth and use his remaining hand to clench a silver sword smeared with holy water, and a professional badge pinched into the palm of his hand along with the hilt proved that he was a holy warrior of the Church.

In addition to the one-armed paladin, the other of the three men had a middle-aged appearance. The man was a priest of the Templar, with a bracelet of emblems similar to the emblem of the Holy Warrior wrapped around his left wrist, and a mace in his right hand that had also been baptized with holy water.

"Suya, don't stop!" The middle-aged pastor was so frightened that his face was defeated, "Run!" Run! Run! ”

He hissed at the Miss Nun behind her, but the Sister couldn't step bigger or faster, and the rhythm of her breathing in her throat became less and less optimistic, and her vision began to blur from the abdominal cramps and retching caused by the exhaustion, and she felt that she was probably going to end there.

"You... Run...... I'll break it off. Finally, Miss Sua's tired body tripped over a small raised boulder on the side of the road, and she weakly looked up at her two companions in front of her, feeling that the world was moving away from her.

The skeleton beast with the axe walked behind the nun with two bony hooves, and the two green soul fires in its eyes rose like bloodthirsty beasts, and the thick bone arm did not hesitate to pick up the giant axe in its hand and smash it down on the nun's back, and the tall black shadow was reflected on the wall of the building illuminated by the firelight, cruelly like a painting of execution.

The frail nun felt that her fate was about to be decided, and she slowly closed her eyes in these last moments, while clutching the emblem bracelet in her hand, which was a testament to her status as a priestess.

She waited for the verdict to come. A breath passed, and the heavy symphony of weapons tore at her eardrums, realizing that she was not dead, she opened her eyes and looked back, and saw the one-armed paladin limping between her and the skeleton beast, the silver sword smeared with holy water was still firmly in his hand, but the blade part had been broken in two after a round of disparity in strength.

"Thomas?" The already desperate Miss Nun put her hand on the emblem in her heart, and she looked up at the back of the young paladin Thomas standing between her and the monster, and saw the fires on both sides of the street reflecting the blood on the latter's chain mail and white robes scarlet, and her heart felt an unavoidable poignancy rather than moved.

"In order to... Justice. The paladin named Thomas was unsteady on his feet, but he dragged his mutilated body and muttered in a trembling voice, "God's will—die, monster!" ”

A bloody roar roared out of the young man's throat, and the bloodied young paladin raised his trembling one-arm and raised the broken silver sword in his hand to launch a desperate charge towards the skeleton beast that had chased them all the way here, and the nun had only time to shout in horror: "Don't, Thomas! ”

The next moment, almost without any effort, the skeleton beast raised the giant axe in his hand and slashed through a ferocious sweep, and the desperate paladin grabbed half of the silver sword and emblem in his hand and flew into the pile of houses on the side of the street, swallowing it up with a merciless sea of fire and never spitting it out again.

His back two seconds ago was fearful but brave, tragic as a moth to a fire, and he turned into ashes and said goodbye to the world before he had time to show his consciousness.

"Thomas ......" Miss Thomas's white fingers clenched the emblem bracelet in her hand, her tearful eyes stared distractedly in the direction of her companion's flight into the flames, and for a moment, a dazzling magic arrow suddenly flew through her line of sight with a "whoosh", and then slammed into the skeleton body of the skeleton beast that was still in a state of stiffness due to the attack.

"Father Lauren!" She turned her head in the direction the beam was emitting.

"Silly boy, get up!" The middle-aged priest urged anxiously.

Miss Nun gritted her teeth and nodded, and the tears in her eyes got up from the ground and ran to where the priest was. The priest named Lauren confirmed that Miss Nun had stood up, and continued to stand with her hand raised and the emblem bracelet facing the skeleton behemoth, her lips opening and closing quickly in a divine prayer following the religious knowledge she remembered.

The skeleton beast that had just finished the one-armed paladin shook its head, and the soul fire in its eyes immediately caught the middle-aged priest who was preparing a divine technique. The savage monster roared wildly, and one of its hideous claws immediately released the long handle of the great axe, grabbed a burning street lamp that landed at its feet, and threw it violently.

The burning street lamp whistled like a blazing javelin towards Lauren's body. The middle-aged priest's eyes widened at the streetlamp that was getting closer and closer to him, and he didn't have time to stop preparing for the divine prayer, and the javelin-like streetlamp struck him in the chest.

"Hmm-"

Father Lauren snorted, and the broken rib plunged through the lobe of the next lung into his heart, and the sharp pain caused him to choke on a mouthful of muddy blood, and then fell to the ground weakly, the mace in his hand and the bracelet of the emblem used to pray for the divine magic rolled to the side like two orphans who had lost their families on the stone brick floor, and the prayers that had not yet been prepared for the divine magic were interrupted.