The desert bandits were in chaos, they were at a loss, with some scared, trying to avoid Ange who could snatch away their souls, and some urging their companions to join together to kill the enemy. Ange had already stepped out of his position, making it the easiest time to kill him.
The lack of a unified command structure once again brought its drawbacks to light. The disorderly desert bandits had unbelievably collided into each other.
Ange ignored the enemy's disorder, carrying his scythe at the front, advancing slowly step by step, heavy armored shield bearers and swordsmen following behind him guarding both sides. Under the spirit's control, everyone could be uniformly orderly, like a solid wall.
The only ones out of line were the angelic skeleton and Little Zombie, they were trapped behind the 'wall', reaching out but couldn't touch the enemy, they could only jump around and howl.
