This sudden change made both sides stunned. The middle-aged Assassin felt that his dagger had pierced his heart, but he was not happy because the pierced heart was not the one he wanted to pierce.

He looked at the girl in front of him, slightly stunned. It wasn't until the blood ran down the dagger over his hand and then dripped to the ground that there was a ticking sound that summoned him back to reality from his stunned state.

He was completely oblivious to the embarrassment of being splattered with blood from pulling out his dagger, and he knew that now was not the time to care.

He forcefully broke free of the girl's weak but firm hands, and withdrew his blood-soaked dagger from it, and at the same time pushed the girl who had no strength to maintain her center of gravity with his other hand.

And then...... There is no then.

Although everyone around was stunned by the sudden change, there were still people who came to their senses at the first time. The ticking sound of blood dripping on the floor woke not only the middle-aged assassin, but also another person.

Kylelius came back to his senses as blood dripped to the floor. However, although he came back to his senses, he still couldn't or didn't want to understand the scene in front of him.

It wasn't until the girl's white figure fell to the side weakly and the figure of the middle-aged assassin came into the eyes of Kylelius that the first emotion appeared in Keleus's mind for the first time.

Wrath.

Boundless anger rushed to Kylelius in an instant, filling the priest's brain and stimulating his nerves.

And Kyleus's body also reacted to this sudden emotion for the first time. And the effect of this reaction also made all those who witnessed everything deeply feel the anger in the priest's heart at this time.

The fluctuations of magic brought about by anger rushed through every magic circuit of Kyleus, and the air currents caused by the unbridled spread of magic roared in our empty but closed halls, telling the mood of rage.

The boiling and burning of the blood made the priest's face flush, so that people did not notice that the priest's eyes, which were already dangerously red, had become more dangerous and closer to the color of blood.

With those blood-like eyes, Kylelius stared at the figure opposite, who was unfamiliar but made himself unable to control the negative feelings in his heart for the first time, and slowly raised one of his fingers.

The blood-red eyes frightened the Assassin who was staring at him, but what made the Assassin tremble even more was that the eyes that he must have been full of murderous intent and tyranny were as calm as stagnant water.

And it was this kind of chilling calm that made the assassin feel the most terrifying feeling in his life, just a simple look at him, he was already covered in cold sweat, his legs trembled slightly, but he couldn't move a step.

I could only watch as Kylelius, who was close at hand, slowly and smoothly raised his fingers, and the surging and uncomfortable magic converged on his fingers, forming a gray ring.

The circle of evil and death-filled breath slowly and smoothly formed in the eyes of this moment. But his body couldn't make any movements, he couldn't move forward to continue the attack, he couldn't dodge sideways, and he couldn't turn around and run away. We can only wait for death in despair and fear, as we are now.

It seemed like a long, long time had passed to the Assassins, but the reality was only a brief moment, and Kylelius completed his magic and gently threw the black-and-gray ring at the Assassin.

This gray magic ring is the fifth ring of magic of the necromantic faction - the ring of weak energy.

It is a mana ring of negative energy that deals a large amount of negative energy damage to all creatures that come into contact with it. However, the disadvantage: like most necromantic faction negative energy magic, it has no effect on the undead.

The ring of death magically slashed gently across the Assassin's body, charging at Sir Sissoko behind him.

The middle-aged Assassin who bore the brunt of the attack did not appear to have been harmed, but only if we ignore his eyes, which have gradually become dull, and the black gas that continues to bubble out from the place where he was slashed by the 'Ring of Weak Energy'.

Ignoring the doomed Assassin and the self-absorbed Jazz, Kylelius walked slowly to Lycia's side, each step looking so slow, his movements as if he were afraid to wake up the girl lying in a pool of blood, and did not dare to make a superfluous sound.

Walking to the girl's side, Kylelius slowly squatted down and held her in his arms, while his other hand gently caressed the girl's face, with a hint of sadness and incomprehension in his blood-red eyes.

"Why?" the priest asked simply, without a beginning or end, not knowing what he was asking.

The girl did not answer the priest's question directly, she looked at Kyleus, suddenly showed a difficult smile, stretched out her blood-stained jade hand, and gently brushed the priest's handsome and equally blood-red face.

Warm blood stained his charming face, drawing several bright red blood marks. The priest did not wipe the red liquid from his face, but quietly looked at the girl in his arms, waiting for her to give an answer.

"You're ...... I...... Vital...... Meal ticket, can you ...... Dead in ...... Such a place. The innocent maiden said to Kylelius with a smile in a joking tone. In the intermittent words, it really makes people can't find any laughs, and the difficult and stiff smile makes people feel distressed.

Kylelius didn't speak, but Lycia continued, "Kyle, one day...... Three meals...... Plus nap ...... of the guarantee, also ...... Does it count?"

Although the girl has a weak body, her heart is extremely strong, and there are not many people who can face death with a smile.

Kylelius looked at the pure white girl in his arms who was stained red with blood, nodded with a complicated expression, with a smile full of warmth, tightened his arms, and said in a slightly trembling tone: "Of course, this is my guarantee to you, in the name of order and justice!" twitched the corners of his mouth, and without hesitation, he spit out the highest standard oath.

The girl gently closed her silver eyes, and her expression was quiet and happy, probably fantasizing about something: "I'm looking forward to it...... That's the ...... Life!"

As the girl spoke, murmur of blood continued to pour out, and her breath became weaker and weaker, and the soft voice gradually became a little inaudible, even with the hearing of Kyleus.

"Well, I'll let you live like that, my dear Lycia. The priest put his arms around the girl's body, which had lost its support, and felt the temperature in his arms, he lowered his head, and no one could see his face clearly.

PS: Thanks to "sidneyliu" for the tips and evaluation votes