Chapter 553 8.71 Night Battle (5)

Chapter 553 71 Night Battle (5)

In the Zoroastrianism, very few people choose this sequence path.

The reason is that the "Ember People" are not strong.

The Donglu sword cultivators who draw Qi into their bodies can fly with swords and kill people like mowing grass. With this ability, it is a good thing to gain a long life.

The Ash People have life but no power.

They cannot use fire magic like the "Obsessed Path", cannot summon fire-riding war horses like the "Fire Knight Path", and cannot transform themselves into violent fire elements like the "Phoenix Path".

The only feature of them is that they can live without food and water, like rocks.

They will not feel pain after being tortured in various ways.

The combat ability is not much different from that of mortals.

It is like you want to be a beggar who cannot die forever.

This feeling is not good.

Many low-sequence "Ember People" were chopped to pieces and their hands and feet were cut off by powerful God's Chosen on the battlefield. They only have a head left, but they can still survive.

In this case, the power of God's Chosen is not a blessing, but a cruel torture. In the years of war with the Byzantine Empire, Byzantine merchants would even deliberately go to the military camp to buy the heads of the Ashes and sell them to the nobles in the city for fun.

Being tortured for a long time by a group of people of the same kind, and unable to die.

This is the ultimate torture comparable to purgatory.

The flame cross in the hands of old Hash came from his eldest brother. In his hometown of Caspian, his eldest brother was originally a fire priest in the Fire Sacrifice.

Before he died, he handed the flame cross to old Hash, which already contained a good amount of spiritual energy. When he was young, Muhammad Hash did not understand what the "Embers" were. He only knew that being promoted to God's Chosen could change his destiny, so he worked hard to complete the task and store the power he gained in it.

When he was older, he finally understood that "immortality" was not a blessing. The spiritual energy stored in the flame cross was so much that he could not give it up.

The flame cross became his thought of mourning for his deceased tribesmen.

But the enemy was already in front of him.

The only way to survive was to be promoted.

In Old Hash's wildest dream, he never thought that one day he would be like a Viking berserker, swinging a saber and slashing a monster.

But this is indeed the battle he is fighting now!

After absorbing the flame energy from the flame cross and successfully being promoted to "Undead Ashes", Old Hash suddenly felt like he had changed into a brand new body.

The rotten flying insects inhaled into his body were immediately burned into ash by the high-temperature flames in his body. After finding that the first wave of attacks was resolved, there was no expression on the slender jackal face of the Anubis warrior.

He drew out the black scimitar hanging on his waist, swung it with all his strength, and chopped at Old Hash's neck. The scimitar hit his neck accurately, and it made a dull sound like a big axe hitting rotten wood.

As for Old Hash himself.

His skinny body was only knocked halfway away, and he immediately steadied his feet.

The two people on the roof of the inn were in the dark, each swinging their own weapons and starting a close-range fight with only offense and no defense!

The reason why Old Hash did not defend was because of his understanding of the "Man of Embers". The Chosen One with such divine power is as hard as steel. Even if the skin is chopped through by a sword, not a drop of blood will flow out.

His biggest reliance at this time is the dark red saber in his hand that he bought with a lot of money.

Every time the swords clash, the saber will burst out a ball of hot sparks. If he breaks through the defense and slashes on the body of the Anubis warrior, the burning saber will also leave miserable wounds on his body.

Crushing the flame cross and absorbing the flame spirit energy in it is Old Hash's last means of saving his life. Unless he is in a desperate situation, he will not transform himself from a mortal into an elemental monster.

But the one standing in front of him at this time is a fallen god after all!

When the ancient Egyptian kingdom flourished, the East Continent was still under the rule of Emperor Yan and Emperor Huang.

The Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period would not appear for more than a thousand years, and there were no "Qi Refiners" in the East Continent during the prehistoric era.

The Styx priests wanted to obtain a powerful corpse, so they had to slaughter the foreign gods. Every Anubis warrior was forged from the body of a god.

Even after being promoted to "Immortal Ashes", Old Hash still had no confidence that he could defeat the enemy in front of him.

But he had to hold on, otherwise once this Anubis warrior rushed into the crowd below, all his subordinates would die within 3 breaths from the corrupted flying insects ejected from his mouth.

(Damn, I can't cut through it!)

The saber in Old Hash's hand was definitely not an ordinary product, but this body did not improve his strength in any way. This saber, which concealed the spiritual energy of fire and lightning, could emit ion sparks during the collision of the sword and axe.

To fully exert the power of this weapon, he had to cut through the enemy's skin.

After more than a dozen moves, the Anubis warrior jumped back two steps.

On both sides of the slender jackal head, Old Hash could see his eyes moving flexibly.

The legends of outsiders were indeed true. This thing actually had independent consciousness and thinking ability just like humans.

Inserting the black scimitar in his hand into the scabbard, the Anubis warrior howled to the sky. This time, what spewed out from his slender jackal head was not a corrupted flying insect, but a palm-sized golden beetle.

The beetle either flew or crawled, quickly approaching Old Hash. After getting close to his body, it nimbly drilled into his clothes, then dug through his flesh and blood and drove into his body.

However, at this time, Old Hash had already risen to Sequence 4. His skin was as hard as rotten wood, and his internal organs were all transformed into pure flame energy.

The beetle was immediately melted into ash by the terrible high temperature after drilling in.

After the second attack of the Anubis warrior was resolved, the monster looked at the horizon and squinted his eyes. As if listening attentively.

Old Hash knew in his heart that this was the Styx priest who was secretly commanding and sending instructions to this monster.

After a moment, the Anubis warrior looked at Old Hash again.

This time, he showed two black palms.

Old Hash knew that he was in big trouble.

The Styx priest was good at moving in the dark, and a large part of the reason was that the dark night could greatly hide the whereabouts of the Anubis warrior. Although he had already locked his sights on the dark figure, Old Hash still didn't see clearly how he instantly cut in behind him.

But this time, the monster used the right tactics.

He held Old Hash's wrist with one hand and his neck with the other, and then pulled hard.

Although the Ashes had a very low perception of pain, the huge force still made Old Hash feel the threat of death.

Under the huge force of the monster's palm, his arm quickly separated from his body.

After leaving his torso, his half arm was like a completely burned charcoal in the palm of the Anubis Warrior, quickly turning into scattered flying ash.

At this time, Old Hash had risen to Sequence 4 after all. Although the Ashes were not powerful, he had a huge accumulation of spiritual energy in his body. He could feel the spiritual energy rushing like hot magma and condensing a new arm at a very fast speed.

However, the Anubis Warrior's target this time was his head.

The dark big hand tightly clamped his neck. Under the huge force, his skin tissue with wood grain texture was breaking.

Old Hash swung the saber in his hand with all his strength to cut the arm of Anubis Warrior.

But the limited force could not cut through his iron-hard black skin.

At this stage of the battle, he was sure that the Styx priest who commanded the monster to fight was familiar with all the mainstream God Chosen in the Western Continent. This person must have left this desert before. As for why he returned, why did this city become like this in just one year?

Now it is not a problem he needs to think about.

(Forget it)

(I have tried my best)

In desperation, Old Hash stopped struggling and decided to close his eyes and wait for death.

However, at this moment, the tearing force on his neck suddenly eased.

He opened his eyes, and the Anubis Warrior let go of his body and staggered back two steps.

His whole body was like smoke, melting into the dark night sky.