The knight in the abyss

Chapter 127 Convergence
"It should be related to the place where this memory happened." Ekmon shook his head, "There is a plane called Hades, gray wilderness, between the bottomless abyss and Baator Hell. Most of the time, there is The main battlefield of the bloody battle. After entering this plane, any object will lose its color and turn into black and white with different shades, so there is the picture you see."

"But the devils have already invaded the abyss." Lancelot said with a frown. "This memory is probably a long time ago."

"It seems that I have been dead for a long time." Ekmon was obviously not in a high mood. "Aside from disturbing me, this memory does not provide any useful information."

"There is still a lot of content, but it is not enough to deduce your identity." Lancelow comforted, "This memory seems to be awakened by the image of Enrias. Maybe along with our journey, you More and more memories will be awakened, and when there are enough fragments, maybe you can piece together your past."

"Hey, thank you boss, I think this idea is reliable." Ekmon's skull without flesh and blood showed a terrifying smile, and he looked no longer so depressed.

As they talked, the iconic cliff of Skull Rift Valley gradually appeared in Lancelow's vision.After about half an hour, Lancelow finally arrived at the agreed second meeting point.

His spiritual sense told him that Brutal and the others were just ahead, arriving here almost at the same time as him.Lancelot didn't deliberately hide his figure, and soon Brutal spotted him, greeted him loudly, and pulled everyone out.

"Ha! What did I say, Lancelot must be fine." Brutal said with a smile, "How about that Enrias? Did you handle it?"

Iados, who was in charge of meeting them, was also alarmed and walked over from the shadows.

He couldn't believe what the dwarf said.As a demon, he knew very well how terrifying creatures like Enriyas were, and they were the nemesis of demons before and after their fall.If Lancelot can kill an Enrias in one-on-one, then his strength against human knights will have to be re-evaluated.

"I'm not her opponent." Lancelot patted Ekmon's bald head, "This guy has been playing dead on the ground, but at the critical moment, he gave the opponent a sudden blow, creating the conditions for me to leave the battle. Then In addition, there seems to be some accident in Oasis Castle, so she had to give up chasing me, but she still shot me with an arrow before leaving."

Lancelot turned around and showed everyone the hole in the armor, then asked the two priests:

"The arrow that hit me contained some kind of very powerful toxin, and I could barely suppress it. Can you help me solve this problem?"

"Are you poisoned?" Werther looked at Lancelot in surprise, "But you look completely normal..."

"Let me come, I'm a cleric in the realm of life, and I'm good at this." Aramir said, "Take off your armor and let me see your wounds."

Lancero said that he removed the back armor, tore off the bandage that had been simply wrapped before, and showed his back to everyone.

I saw the arrow wound on his back as the center, and the area around an inch was an uncomfortable dark black, but the color quickly faded out of this range, as if some kind of power had trapped the toxin circle in it .

"It's okay, okay, it's not a big problem." Aramir smiled confidently, and then softly read a spell, summoning a red light full of vitality, and then lightly touched Lancelot's Wound.

The elf priest's fingers were very soft, and Lancelot didn't feel any discomfort at all.Some kind of divine power poured into his body from the touch of the elf's fingers, and the stubborn toxins in his body were like snow under the scorching sun, and quickly dissipated invisible under the squeeze of Lancelot's true energy.

After feeling that the toxins had been eliminated, Lancelot felt relaxed.He put on his armor again, when Iados, who had been silent until now, spoke:

"I didn't expect to see you again, did you get the mission target?"

"I'm here." Lancelot nodded, "You must have witnessed what happened in Oasis Castle."

"We should have discovered the devil's army a little earlier than you." The sheep-headed demon confirmed Lancelot's guess, "When those devil infantrymen with bronze masks on their faces entered the woods, I almost thought it was some kind of stupidity The pranks are the new plot of that fool Molo. But the stench that those guys emit proves that they are a swarm of baatezu, not to mention the way they work like a swarm."

"Where are your subordinates?" Kalarin asked suddenly, and then felt a little abrupt, and quickly explained: "Master Tijana mentioned that you will lead [-] Brezu fighters to meet us..."

"There is an entire Baatezu army attacking the city over there, and we are in the enemy's rear." Iados looked at Karalin calmly, "If it was me 200 years ago, I would definitely be as desperate as my subordinates rush forward to enjoy this feast of killing."

"You seem to be..." the scholar considered his own words, "you are different from other demons."

"A former officer changed me." The sheep-headed devil's tone fluctuated a little, "He made me understand the meaning of duty. My duty now is to bring you back, although I didn't know whether you could escape or not. Hope too much. If you fail to escape, then I have to make sure Lady Tijana understands these changes here as soon as possible."

"Well, I'm in there," said old Rip now. "I'm glad to see you again, Iodos."

"I didn't know you were inside, werewolf." Iados and old Rip seemed to know each other, and he nodded to the latter, "Just like before, you always leave a way out."

"Hey, this guy is still as cold as before, as if showing a little more emotion will ignite the explosives in your body." Phil shrugged, "Have you noticed any other information? Lady Tijana sure I really want to find out where this devil army came from."

The demon with the sheep's head was silent for a while, as if he was a little uncertain about what he wanted to say, but he still opened his mouth and said:

"There is a guy wrapped in chains all over his body, guarded by a large group of beard demons, and the ax in his hand seems to be Wesker the Punisher's giant flying beheading axe."

"Are you sure?" Old Rip's eyes widened in surprise, "Wesker the 'Punisher' who was murdered by his pet and lover a few months ago, his weapon appeared in the hands of the devil? What does this mean? ?”

　I'd better change it first and then change it, thank you for your votes~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)