Fierce Battle with the Apostles

The names of the Twelve Apostles corresponded to the twelve signs of the zodiac. In truth, there were more than twelve Apostles, but those who could bear the titles of the twelve signs were unquestionably the strongest among them.

Had he not been consumed by rage, Chen Rui might have compared these armored Apostles one by one to characters from a comic he remembered. Now, however, his eyes held nothing but icy killing intent.

Within the War Cage, the crisscrossing rays of light began to shift. Chen Rui felt his strength gradually weakening under the interference of some strange force. In contrast, Murev and the other two grew more imposing, their speed and power both enhanced. Clearly, they had received some kind of boost.

As Chen Rui frowned, Murev was already upon him. Chen Rui did not meet the attack head-on, instead swiftly retreating to evade the fierce barrage. Murev pressed his advantage without mercy, pursuing relentlessly, when he suddenly sensed something strange in the scenery around him. Blurred images gradually came into focus—spheres of varying sizes, slowly rotating to an uncanny rhythm. The power amplified by the War Cage plummeted at high speed, while the aura of the retreating enemy surged ever higher.

Clark and April exchanged astonished looks. This enemy could actually wield such strange power within the War Cage, which imprisoned everything, canceling out the cage's special domain effect.

Chen Rui stopped retreating. His swordless left hand met the Golden Giant Arm head-on. Rather than being startled, Murev was delighted. Power was also his forte; among the Twelve Apostles, only the Taurus Apostle and the Leo Apostle surpassed him. His opponent choosing a direct clash was exactly what he wanted.

Murev's delight immediately vanished. Under the strange force tracing ripples of water from Chen Rui's left hand,