A combination of Ao Xingfeng's skills, directly killed hundreds of ghosts, but the ghosts in the ravine still poured out in a steady stream, Ao Xingfeng could only release the fire again and again, and the power of each chain explosion would be doubled, and the same was true for the relative Ao Xingfeng's spiritual consumption, the more targets that were ignited, the greater the consumption of releasing the flames. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At first, the speed at which the ghosts poured out began to be unable to keep up with the speed of Ao Xingfeng's destruction, but after releasing a few rounds of burning fire, Ao Xingfeng began to feel dizzy, but the results were gratifying, and thousands of ghosts were reduced to ashes under the flames.

"Ah!!h

"Oh my God, how many corpses are buried in this place, and so many ghosts are born!" Marin looked in amazement at the ghosts that kept rushing towards the flames.

The sky was lit by flames like day, and at a glance the sky was like a sea of fire, and the ghosts were like moths rushing towards the flames.

The Ghost Lord finally realized that if he continued like this, his men would only die, and hurriedly ordered them to stay away from their ignited companions to avoid causing more damage, and even the ignited ghosts burned in the air for half an hour.

"Huh~" got half an hour of rest, the feeling of dizziness was relieved, Ao Xingfeng took a deep breath, took out the statue of the goddess in his arms, and planned to enable a large-scale goddess light, although it has been less than half a year since the last goddess light was used, so continuing to use the goddess light will inevitably cause a vacancy in the power of faith in the statue, but there is no other way.

That Ghost Lord has already learned wisely, and the harvest from unleashing fire magic may not be too great.

"The light of the goddess has never been far from her devotees, light everything up!" the flames were extinguished, and the ghost that had been waiting in the air for a long time swooped down like a hungry tiger and jackal, and Ao Xingfeng held up the statue and recited a prayer.

The statue of the Holy Land far away in the capital of Titanlia resonated, and the statue in Ao Xingfeng's hand emitted a dazzling light, and just as the ghost was about to rush into the Templar battle array, a brilliant pillar of golden light shot straight down, breaking through the night and taking Ao Xingfeng as the center, enveloping a radius of two hundred miles.

The ghosts illuminated by the light of the goddess were like people being splashed with sulfuric acid, their bodies gurgling, black death qi emanating from their bodies, one by one screaming and scurrying under the holy light, even the most powerful ghost lord among them, who did not even survive ten seconds before turning into ashes.

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Ten minutes before the attack on Ao Xingfeng Camp, what used to be the eastern steppe of Iro-Rome is now in the eastern rocky wasteland.

A team of seven people walked through the stone forest, and everyone in the team was more or less scarred, and the blood spilled on the ground along the way left obvious marks.

"Can you hold on, Landru?" asked Claire, holding the wound on her right hand, as she asked her most seriously injured companion with concern.

"I don't know, there's really no way I'll stay behind, although it won't last long, but I can always buy you a little time. Randru's face turned pale, and his vision was beginning to blur a little due to excessive bleeding, and the words that came out of his mouth were full of helplessness and determination.

"Landru, don't talk stupid, now there are only a few of us left in the Holy Sword Adventure Group, if you also leave, we will really be disbanded!" Benjamin complained about Landru's frustration and yelled loudly.

They were running all the time, and behind them was a large group of ghouls, chasing after them like mad dogs, roaring and stinking saliva flying from their mouths.

"Save some effort, there is no endless road, we still have hope!" said the leader of the team, Yabuchino, whose eyes had faded with hope and despair began to fill his heart, but as the backbone of the team, he knew that he could not show even the slightest sign of collapse, otherwise the crumbling team would immediately be chased by the ghouls behind him and then torn apart.

As the last few survivors of the Holy Sword Adventure Group, Yabuchino's former deputy leader is now like a lost dog chased by ghouls and lost two souls, and his promise to the leader is his last firmness, even if the hope is slim, he must protect the remaining members.

This team had experienced a battle before, and without a chance to rest, they started running with all their strength immediately after the battle, and everyone's physical strength was already on the verge of limit, especially that Randru, who accelerated the blood loss due to the vigorous exercise, and their end seemed to have been decided.

"I'm sorry, Deputy Commander, I don't want to run to the end and be eaten by that group of filthy ghouls without any defense, rather than get that ending, I should kill a few more ghouls in the end to comfort my deceased companions!" said Lanna, who was wielding a giant sword, and turned to face the ghouls running in the distance with a determined expression.

In addition to him, three others also stopped, including the badly wounded Landru, who had no hope of survival, and now just wanted to catch their breath and prepare for a decisive battle with the ghouls who would catch up later.

With them at the beginning, the others were not easy to leave behind, and they all showed a look of death fighting.

"You ....... Alas" Abcino sighed, swept his spear in his right hand, and walked to the front of the line, facing the ghouls who had caught up.

Ghouls on all fours, like jackals, tigers and leopards, are very fast, although their bodies will not continue to decay, but they also have physical strength defects, but they are far beyond human endurance, and there is only one ending in the long-distance race with ghouls, being caught up and then eaten.

The people of the Holy Sword Adventure Group took a deep breath and clenched the weapons in their hands, they were ready to die in battle, they put aside all negative emotions, and the closer the ghouls were, the more their bodies breathed.

"Bang!" Yabuchino, who was at the front of the line, was the first to throw a shot, smashing the ghouls that had been rushing up, and more ghouls rushed into their team one after another.

Everyone showed their skills, showed their talents, and exerted their martial arts to the limit, just wanting to shine one last time before they died.

Landrew picked up the war hammer in his hand, and all the ghouls who were smashed had only one fate, that is, the head exploded like a watermelon in an instant, and the white and red splashes were everywhere, and the gauntlet sword in Claire's hand danced impenetrable, killing all the ghouls who approached her at a very high frequency, and every ghoul who fell in her hand had a bloody eye on his skull.

The small squad of spears, broadswords, tomahawks, warhammers, and rappiers used a variety of weapons, perhaps because of the return to light, each of them exerted far more than usual combat power in this battle, and for a moment the ghouls were suppressed.

But it was only for a moment, the number of ghouls was too large, each of them was surrounded by more than 5 ghouls, the pressure increased dramatically, and the first casualty appeared.

After Landru stoned one of the ghouls that pounced on him, the stiffness of the attack made the other ghouls see an opportunity, and they all pounced, and the four ghouls began to bite mercilessly on top of him.

The ghouls' right shoulder, left calf, right waist, and right arm were bitten by the ghoul, and Randru snorted in pain, and his left hand pinched the head of the ghoul that had bitten his right arm, and his thumb was inserted directly into the ghoul's eye socket, and then stirred around inside.

"Landrew!" Lanna shouted when he saw Landru's plight, and the ghouls around him pounced.

Like dominoes, after Landru fell, the other survivors of the Sacred Sword Adventure were killed by ghouls one by one.

"Everyone, get close!" Yabuchino swung his gun and swept away, directly chopping all the ghouls around him to death, and then gathered with the rest of the group.

"Is this the end of it?" Claire shook off the blood from her rapier and looked blankly at the tooth-and-claw ghouls around her.

"How many have you killed? I've already killed seven, hahaha, it's worth dying now. Sri smiled happily with a bloodstained knife in one hand.

"Not much, twelve. Belo said with a movement of his shoulders.

"It's my greatest luck to be able to meet you until I die in battle, see you in heaven!" said Yabuchino in a deep voice, there were only four of them left in the Holy Sword Adventure Group so far, and their figures were full of this inexplicable loneliness.

As if cooperating with them, when all the ghouls around them pounced after they finished speaking, they gave up resistance, perhaps because they felt that it was no longer necessary, and the feedback given by their bodies also made them unable to wave their weapons, and the four of them closed their eyes and waited for their fate.

Suddenly, a brilliant golden pillar of light in the sky tore through the curtain of the night, and fell in an instant, and under the pillar of light, the ghouls were even more unbearable than ghosts, and they were burned to ashes by the holy light in an instant.

"This ......" Abcino looked up at the sky, then closed his eyes and showed a look of enjoyment in the light.

"Are they finally coming to the rescue, the Holy See's envoys?" Claire muttered.

"Damn, why don't you come sooner, they'll all be saved sooner. In sudden pain, Sri fell to his knees and looked at the corpse of his companion not far away, two lines of hot tears flowed.

At the same time, people in the same situation as the Holy Sword Adventure Group were more or less reborn under the light of the goddess, some laughing, some in pain, and some sitting on the ground in a daze and at a loss.

Others hurriedly hid in caves and buildings, hating or fearing or angry, this kind of people are infidels, so many days, the eastern rocky wasteland has been abandoned by the surrounding kingdoms, and the light of the goddess symbolizes the arrival of this papal see.