How could Dephew still dare to hesitate? He frantically ran away. But that Ancestor Soul had locked onto him and actually didn't care about the other Archmages' attacks anymore.
That Ancestor Soul, despite being deceivingly nimble, didn't run particularly fast. But it was over a hundred meters tall, so one single step was enough to cross several dozen meters, and each step created gales.
Although the frequency of its steps wasn't much faster than a normal person walking, it was tenaciously chasing Dephew and wouldn't let him go. Meteors kept being thrown at Dephew, tiring him out.
As he kept dodging, Dephew's face became paler and paler. He frequently had to use a burst of mana, consuming his reserves faster.
If this continued, he would inevitably be crushed to death by that Ancestor Soul.
As he wildly looked around for salvation, Dephew noticed Lin Yun fighting a Beastman holding a greatsword.
