"We naturally know that your abilities can be restored at any time, and that blow just now was just a test of the interval between your gifts, and you foolishly thought that we were doing useless ......work," Cornelia couldn't help but sneer at this.

Holding back the contemptuous smile that overflowed the corners of her mouth, Cornelia flicked the reins and said with disdain: "Should you say that you are arrogant, or should you say that you are naïve? ”

"However, you can't answer me this question now, so it's better to take it as a farewell gift for my one-way trip to Hell, don't accept it politely......" Looking at the demon who was engulfed by the purple flames of hell, deaf to the piercing scream, Cornelia charged again towards Black Katy, who was still standing motionless.

There were only two knights, but the sound of horses' hooves was like thousands of horses at this time, and even Kylelius and the others, who were far away from the battlefield over there, felt a shock from the bottom of their hearts.

But Black Katy, who was in the center of the battle, didn't seem to notice it at all, and didn't even look here. Even the corners of his eyes were all focused on the scarlet fruit at this time.

The indifferent expression on his face did not put the three quasi-legends in his eyes at all, and the ethereal and divine expression was like the messenger of the true god, majestic and inviolable.

Well, in fact, she is indeed the messenger and spokesman of the true God on earth, the great witch of the Shadow Church, and she is not just talking.

"Damn it. How dare you underestimate me like this, well, I'll let you see what happens to underestimating others!" Looking at the girl who was indifferent to her touching threat, Cornelia felt that her dignity was ruthlessly thrown to the ground, and she was constantly trampled on, which made the arrogant Cornelia completely unbearable.

As the mood fluctuated, the purple hellfire also became more exuberant with the angry mood.

The purple flame wrapped around the tip of the spear burned the air around it, but at the same time, it emitted an unforgettable chill around it, and this contradictory flame slammed into the girl who stood there motionless with malice from the abyss.

The robes of the ground were whipped up with the hurricane of the knight's spear. "Whirring ......" dancing in the air.

However, the strong winds and the abnormal temperatures that alternated between high and cold. But it didn't attract the slightest attention from Black Katy.

She still stared silently at the scarlet fruit, as if there was something more important and sacred in it than an oracle that drew the attention of her, the deity of the true God.

'What the hell?' thought to Kyleus, puzzled, 'to be able to make Accardo, the ancestor of the Dead Apostles, and the Throne unaware of the movements of enemies and allies. Focusing on this ordinary fruit. ’

'Okay. Nor can it be said to be an ordinary fruit. At least I've never seen a heart beating, and that strange magical glow is not something that ordinary fruits can emit. But. Even so, it wouldn't be so attractive......

Looking at Accardo, who was still looking up at the fruit on the giant tree not far away, Kyrlius thought so.

As if hearing the inner voice of Kyleus, Accardo suddenly spoke: "Of course it is attractive, this is the crystallization of the mysterious knowledge of the life of the ancestor of the dead apostles, and the knowledge contained in it is immersed even by me......"

The ethereal emotion made his voice sound like a true god in the void, and if he hadn't known that he was a dead apostle who would never become a true god, Kyrlius would have thought that he had ignited the divine fire just now.

"Then why can't we see anything?" asked Kyleus, but as soon as he got his question out of his mouth, he knew he had asked a very stupid question.

Really......

"Stupid question...... Accardo's expected assessment, and said with some contempt, "since you can't see it, it's natural that your level of ability isn't up to the required level. Even your subordinates, if they weren't for the vampire blood, wouldn't have seen that fruit at all. ”

"It's like the female magician and the little warrior......" Accardo said, gesturing at Jubia and Bellamy, who looked nervous.

The two of them were nervously staring at the battlefield on the other side, but Kyrlius could see it clearly.

Everyone had a look of surprise, curiosity, fear, and even excitement when they saw the huge scarlet fruit on the giant tree, but only the two of them had a confused look on their faces, as if they didn't know what was going on.

It's a pity that I don't have enough strength to get the benefits that I should have. After listening to Accardo's explanation, Kyrlius shook his head with some pity and sighed in disappointment.

But he didn't think much about it, it wasn't his own, and he couldn't force it too much, 'As long as he can get this fruit at the end, there will be time to study him.' ’

The only thing he worries about now is whether Accardo, who realizes the knowledge and mystery it contains, will give him this precious fruit as promised.

"So, how long do you think it will take to acquire this knowledge?" said Kyleus, who seemed to be asking when he would be able to participate in the battle, but was actually secretly asking if Accardo needed to possess the fruit for a long time.

Naturally, Accardo also understood the metaphor in his words and smiled faintly.

"It's just a certain amount of reference and verification, after all, it's just the ancestor of the Dead Apostles at the same level as me. Even if I live longer than me, I don't necessarily have more mysteries than I do, but just to gain some mystical knowledge that I don't have. It won't be long, it will be fine soon, don't worry, Father ......"

Hearing this, Kylelius was relieved and worried, although what Accardo said was not guaranteed, but the name Alcatel Dracula itself was the best guarantee. The ancestor of the Dead Apostles, who lived for at least hundreds of thousands of years, did not bother to deceive a mere prince.

As I said before, the Dead Apostles, with their infinite lives and immortal bodies, have already kept most of the things out of their bodies, and there are not many things left that can make them want.

Money, the opposite sex, status, and even power are no longer what they want to pursue, at least not in the first place.

Of course, I don't really care about anything, but because of the different personalities and experiences, the things that the Dead Apostles pursue are also very different.

But face and dignity are the few things that the dead apostles all desire and continue to pursue. (To be continued......)