The stunningly powerful spell of the Lich caused terrible damage, and the surrounding woodland was ignited, and the air was filled with choking smoke and floating Mars. Under normal circumstances, a group of mortal adventurers could not be able to be here.

The magic of divine punishment survived, and the lich did not notice the light wings that lit up in the instant of the explosion. In its opinion, those mice that wanted to take advantage of the fire must have turned into a group under their gorgeous and magnificent spells.

There is no need to continue paying attention to coke.

In fact, except for everyone who was covered in dust, the friends were not seriously injured, except for Lancelo, who protected them. His condition was indeed very bad, and his body was almost exhausted, which felt like he was in the past.

The glacier fortress has scattered his skills on the top of the glacier fortress. The difference is that there is no spiritual vein similar to a volcano nearby to quickly restore his strength.

Although he is still stronger now than before he came to the abyss, Lancelo still felt an unprecedented fragility. However, if the human knights once thought about the behavior of running away, he now

There is no psychological barrier to this - it is worthy of shame to leave the escape of companions, and leaving the enemy is not counted.

With the protection of smoke and dust, the group quickly ran through the open area and rushed into another still burning woodland. The air around was very hot, and everyone's lungs hurt like they were on fire, but they still used the most.

They rushed towards the depths of the woodland at a fast speed. They trekked in the dense forest for more than half an hour, completely throwing the fire and smoke behind them, and then they dared to stop and rest for a while.

"Lanslow, how are you?" Bruto leaned on a crooked tree beside the human knight, "I have never seen you suffer such a serious injury before

…”

"It's better than just now." Lancelo opened his mouth and spit out a medium-grade spirit stone that had been sucked away by him. "I suffered a great loss this time, even if someone told me that it was a

I won’t doubt it even if I’m a true god…”

"The True God is not so outrageous, right..." Bruto curled his lips, "We haven't fought with the True God, we are on the top of the Broken Mountains, with that ice girl..."

"It was just a saint of her at that time, and Tijana was also helping him." Alamir next to him also spoke, "The magic was very powerful just now, but at most it was a demigod level, surely it was definitely a magical power.

Not to the level of a true god. Then again, Lancelo, do you feel uncomfortable? I can perform another advanced recovery technique…”

"No." Lancelo shook his head, "I just... consumed too much power, and I can only rely on myself to recover."

"I know there may be some time now, but Mr. Knight, who are you?" The zombie princess suddenly spoke, her tone sounded like she couldn't hold it in. "You appeared with the Lord of the Dead, and you can still fight again

Become a giant and grow wings, are you the legendary one…”

"What?" Bruto said with interest, "Have you heard of similar guys before?"

"The Supreme Heaven." Fran said with certainty, "The children born to the gods on the upper plane are born with various supernatural powers. You must be the son of the Lord of the Dead..."

"Ah hahahaha!!!"

The dwarf burst into an irresistible burst of laughter, and the others were also laughed by the zombie princess' theory, but Lancell himself coughed awkwardly and explained with a serious face:

"My relationship with Cranvoy, the Lord of the Dead, is indeed OK, but it is not as good as being His Son..."

"What's wrong with being Cranvoy's son? I think it's good." Bruto squeezed his eyes at him with a wicked smile, "Where is the son of death, it sounds so cool!"

"It's really good." Alamil nodded, "You think it's in front or behind the 'Oasis Castle, Mogrondal and Pascole's savior, the protector of the devil', the clergyman in the abyss'

More suitable?”

‘Before.’ A familiar voice suddenly rang in everyone’s ears, ‘You can add that title, I don’t mind.’

Everyone turned their heads in surprise and searched for the source of the sound around them. They soon discovered that it was an inconspicuous skeleton under a nearby tree, which was floating in the air at this moment, and then it appeared again.

Cranwo himself was like a ghostly phantom.

"Sir." Lancelo immediately stood up and saluted, "Can you always understand our situation?"

"Under normal circumstances, no, but you mentioned my name just now and I sensed it." The voice of the Lord of the Dead sounded like the wind blowing through the cave, "Continue with the topic just now, although I don't have a son,

If it were you, I would be very proud of it.”

"Uh..." Lancelo pulled a face, "I didn't know before, so you are so good at joking..."

"Of course." The phantom of the Lord of the Dead shrugged, "Humor was originally part of death. I can give you countless examples, but I guess now may not be the time to tell stories. You guys look a little bit like this.

It's not good, it's hard for me to imagine anything that can force you into this. What about Bruto's father and the midnight companion? Their souls did not come to my hall..."

"They were seriously injured and now have been used to perform a feigning technique to deal with it when we arrive at a safe place." Lancelow briefly explained, "There are so many things happening. After we leave, the resurrected Payton

Derek led a large army to attack the Ghost's woodland, and we took the opportunity to slip in... We have learned the Ghost's secrets here. They have a small lake filled with the Styx in the middle of the woodland, and use the help of that

Xiaohu transformed the souls of the neutral evil camp into human-faced maggots. We just fought with the ghosts, and then met Payton Derek…”

"No hurry." Cranvo suddenly waved his hand and interrupted the human knight. "Tell me the details after you get out of danger. Just call my name. Be careful now... Someone is here.

I've looked for you, it shouldn't be the enemy, I'll wait for you."

After saying that, the phantom of the Lord of the Dead gradually faded and disappeared in the air, and the skeleton in the phantom slowly fell back to the ground. Everyone looked at each other, and always felt that something was wrong.
Chapter completed!