"Father, sneaking away is not a respectable act......" The sudden voice did not stop Kelelius in the slightest, and even made his steps a little faster.

"This is not the time to confront you, I have more important things to do!" said Kylelius as he turned his head and walked as fast as he could.

"What are we going to do, Captain?" looked at Kylelius in the distance, Maggie whispered in Kurol's ear, and of course did not forget to guard against the powerful Three-Pillar God.

"Leave him alone......," Kurol asserted, bending slightly and staring closely at Shudenan as he walked towards him.

Although the priest is very strong, it is still not enough to look at these three monsters, after all, they are all characters who can face the undead Dead Apostles under normal circumstances, and there are no defects like the Dead Apostles here. Kurol thought.

Originally, they were not immortal, but at this time, it was a guarantee that their strength could be fully utilized, after all, their usual fighting style was different from that of the Dead Apostles, and they were not accustomed to ignoring the kind of tactics they defended.

Therefore, they pay more attention to the balance of offense and defense, and there will never be a situation where they become constrained under the existing rules and cannot play their original strength.

But he obviously didn't realize that it was no longer the same space as before, at least the rules here had become different from what they had just been.

There's no rule like the one you just had before, at least the rule of dying once and leaving the game has changed. Kyrlius headed for the source of his magic. While passing through the magic circuit that connects to the special magic net here, learn about the new rules.

'But speaking of which, a legendary lich can't imagine that he could be single-handedly suppressed by the legendary Deathposter Ancestor and the monster woman, and forced them to leave...... 'Kylelius wondered, but he quickly left it behind, after all, it was not the most important thing, after all, this rule was no longer there.

"It's just that the magic can't hold it up......," Keerlius thought with a wry smile, even if it was him, fighting at such a high intensity in a row. Even he's a half-dead apostle. There's really no more mana to support consumption.

And just now he also used a nine-ring magic spell that was beyond his magic level, to be precise, he used the same magic twice.

The mana that was supposed to be used without worrying about it has now completely bottomed out, and the potion that was originally used to replenish mana. Most of them don't have a cooldown yet. After all, there is a limit to the use of magic power recovery elixirs in a day.

"But just get the remains of the Emperor who symbolizes the source of infinite magic power. I guess it will be able to solve the current lack of mana. Kelelius whispered something to boost his morale as he quickened his pace.

He had to speed up his pace because of the two groups of enemies behind him. At this time, he was already aware of Kellius's intentions, so under Kurol's first weakness and compromise, he temporarily stopped the tense atmosphere and followed closely to Kellius's side.

Even if he didn't realize the change in the situation at the first time, it didn't take long for the cautious and thoughtful Kurol to notice the change in the rules here.

Sensing several figures getting closer and closer behind him, Kyrlius reluctantly stopped, pulled out his silver battle axe glowing with cold light, and stared closely at the three figures that were rapidly approaching.

The first thing that appeared in his field of vision was naturally the fastest half-dwarf among them, and the speed bonus of the dwarf clan itself, coupled with the fact that the Stalker class itself was a speed-based class, made his speed unbelievable.

'There is simply no need to save the speed of this plane......,' said Kyleus, "and that's why he was able to survive the four Dead Apostles." ’

However, Kylelius only glanced at him, and then focused his attention on the other two figures that followed behind him.

Compared to Phil, who was covered in scars at this time and looked like he could leave half of his strength in his heyday, the other two were obviously more threatening.

'Isn't this pervert dead...... What a troublesome fellow!' looked at the clown's outfit that was gradually becoming clearer, and the face that had been covered with layers of white powder makeup, Keellius said with some disgust in his heart.

Anyone who saw his already very strange face, which had become panicked after makeup, and that creepy smile, would come out of the depths of his heart with a piercing chill.

And more importantly, this clown with legendary strength doesn't seem to have suffered any major injuries now, so compared to Phil, who only has a speed advantage and his own strength is greatly reduced, Sisuo is much more dangerous.

And the other figure was even more difficult for Kellius to deal with.

Not far from Hisoka's right flanked was a gigantic, strange-looking cheetah, its strong limbs allowing him to leap far with every step, and its erect back making it look like he could kill every creature that came his sight at any moment.

'Druid Transfiguration is really a convenient technique, not to mention the improvement of physical quality and combat ability, just being able to transform into various animals, or even animal combinations to adapt to various environments, is very enviable. ’

Kylelius thought with some envy as he looked at Xiudnan, who had transformed from a cheetah into a human form.

However, soon someone didn't want Kellius to continue thinking about other things, and the sharp long knife instantly approached the center of Kellius's eyebrows, and the blade that was about to pierce the skin pulled Kellius back to reality from his thoughts.

"If you hadn't been seriously injured, you would have been able to pierce my forehead this time......" Kyrlius said with a palpitation, dodging the fatal blow.

But such a compliment, to Phil's ears, seemed to be a satire of his lack of strength, like pouring salt on his wounds, which made him feel extremely humiliated and angry.

"Then try it, can you be so lucky to dodge my attacks every time!" he said, wielding the long knife he drew from his umbrella, weaving a net of knives that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and firmly enclosing Kylelius in the middle.

"But that doesn't seem to be enough to qualify you to say something like that, right?!" said Kyleus, sneering, ignoring the flesh and blood splatters that had been cut by the constant attacks on his body. (To be continued......)