Chapter 317: This Great King
“Is he dead?” Stingham couldn’t resist asking at this moment as he stared at the fallen Dias.
“Idiot, why don’t we set your face aflame and burn it until its charred and see if you are dead or alive to figure it out?” Rinloran uttered.
“If he’s already dead, then why don’t you guys hurry over here and help me deal with these Bloodcrazed!” Stingham shouted exasperatedly.
“Brave warrior Stingham, my sincere apologies for having forgotten about you.”
Ayrin embarrassedly scratched the back of his head as he, alongside everyone else, turned back and looked at Stingham, who currently had so many Bloodcrazed latched onto him that he could barely move.
“You’re fine. From the looks of it, you can still hold on for a while. So why don’t you just keep enduring and let us catch our breath,” Liszt said lazily as he plopped onto the ground.
Stingham looked to be on the verge of tears as he turned and pleadingly looked at Rinloran, “Rinloran, Teacher Liszt exhausted a lot of arcane particles just now, and so it’s reasonable that he needs to rest for a while. But you, you will come help me, right?”