"It seems that it wouldn't work. We probably think too much." The leading female ghost looked disappointed, looking at the scene in front of her with a little depression.
Only a bunch of flames could kill a peerless demon-like Bantu. It was impossible for them to do that.
Alas
The other ghosts also felt depressed when they saw the situation in front of them.
Because this small fire burns slower than even the healing speed of Bantu... Allen sighed slightly, his eyes a little dimmed.
He couldn't help but feel a little guilty about these ghosts.
Just as Allen was about to leave with the little boy, the little fire seemed to be burning more fiercely.
The crackling sound of burning hair was louder.
"What?"
Allen frowned and stepped forward subconsciously.
"What's going on?"
Feeling the abnormal flame, Bantu became panicked.
Because he gradually found that his healing speed had begun to be slower than the burning speed of the flame.
If so