The knight in the abyss

Chapter 389 The Returning Heroes
Although there were still many doubts, Ergang immediately joined the action to help everyone find those powerful heroes from the scroll.

This process is actually not difficult. Those worthy of the Devil's Mother's own actions are not simple characters, and more often they just point out those people he knows.After the initial confusion, the newly awakened people quickly joined the "find someone" action, and Lancelot completely became the role of standing still and waving a brush.

In order to save the mother of demons as much as possible, he even used real essence to control the amount of each person's body as precisely as possible, but the big bucket soon bottomed out.

The last ones to be resurrected were the three mighty Angels of Glorious Clouds (Iltash, the leader of Eira in Melendumbo, was also an Angel of Bright Clouds).These three Essex knights, over ten feet tall, with bronzed skin and gnarled muscles, were Escodel's bodyguards and had been thought to have fallen with the Star Queen's consort, but they were apparently in the same situation as Quirion, Just banned by the mother of demons.

As Lancelot expected, these newly resurrected heroes were confused by the environment they were in, and showed obvious hostility towards the succubus paladin, but the familiar faces around them convinced them that the situation was under control Therefore, he did not choose to launch an attack immediately, so that others had time to explain the situation of Helotesia.

Thanks to the fact that the devil Urgog built this torture room very spaciously, even though it has already filled more than 200 people, it is still not crowded.After the initial confusion, these naturally optimistic fighters were soon immersed in the joy of reuniting with old friends. Many of them saw friends who were thought to have been dead for many years, and they were all very excited. Joy, excitement, happiness, all kinds of positive The emotions dispelled the original gloom in this room.

Seeing that there were no more guns available, Lancelow nodded to Quirion, who climbed into a cabinet full of various instruments of torture.

"Ahem! Ahem! Ahem!..." The old elf tried to call everyone's attention, but his movement of clearing his throat turned into an almost uncontrollable violent cough.But when he finally calmed down, everyone focused their attention on him.

"You should all know me, and you should have a general understanding of your own situation, cough, cough, cough..."

"Elder, are you alright?"

"Speak slowly, don't worry, we are all listening..."

Another round of severe coughing, the succubus stepped forward quickly, and lightly pressed her hand on Quillion's back.Sacred power surged from her hands, the old elf stopped coughing immediately, and the crowd immediately let out bursts of exclamation.

"Lay on hands! That's lay on hands!"

"My God, she really is a paladin!"

"What a miracle, a succubus who becomes a paladin! What better proof that good will triumph over evil?"

"Beautiful Miss Paladin, I am from..."

"Pay attention to your identities!"

The old elf stomped the cabinet under his feet helplessly, trying to calm down these excited guys.Among the three celestial clans, the Eratian clan has the most free and unrestrained personality, and the camp tendencies of the protectors who come here from all corners of the multiverse are mostly chaotic and kind.

People in the camp of order always have a prejudice against people in the camp of chaos, thinking that they are a group of impulsive, aggressive, unpredictable guys, and a few more arrogant people will even call them a group of lunatics.To a certain extent, this statement is not completely unreasonable, after all, ordinary people can't do such things as running into the abyss to defend kindness in a flash of brain.

But from another point of view, these people are also the most tolerant group in the good camp, such as accepting a beautiful and sincere succubus paladin, hey, this sounds very touching!

Lancelot climbed up the cabinet helplessly, patted the old elf on the shoulder, and motioned for himself to take his place.

"Be quiet for now, and listen to what Sir Lancelot has to say!" The Great Elder Quirion shouted to the crowd with the loudest voice he could, "After all, he rescued you, and he has something to say about Androlina. Latest news!"

These words had an immediate effect, the noisy room gradually quieted down, and everyone's attention returned to the high platform.

"Uh, before I get down to business, let me emphasize one thing." Lancelot pointed to Helotesia next to her, "Don't make her mind, she has her own owner..."

"What's the matter! I don't mind!"

"Is it you? Come down and fight me for love!"

"Miss Elotesia, do you want another boyfriend?"

Lancelot looked helplessly at this group of heroes who were quarreling, and felt that apart from the lack of violence, it seemed no different from the tavern full of demons in Shuangqiao Town.These people have long been the heroes of Andrinna's legends, but those legends were created after their 'death', more or less beautifying their character and habits.

And now, the legendary heroes are back to being real people, but don't expect them to be as flawless as in the stories.

"Listen to me, listen to me! Be quiet!!" Lancelot had to add some real energy to his cry, which made his volume several times louder. It was stolen from the living creature gallery of the Mother of Demons, not for you to pry into other people's corners!"

Perhaps because of his volume, the room finally became a little quieter.

"Listen, you have different backgrounds and come from different eras, but you all have a common identity, protectors of Andrinal, right?"

"That's right!"

"That's it!"

"I will protect the lovely smiles of my sisters who love to stab me!"

"Shut up, you pervert!"

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control again, Lancelow had no choice but to shout directly:
"Mellenton is about to fall!"

The room became extremely dead silent in an instant, but the noise immediately resumed in the next second, and it was ten times louder than before.Some people waved their hands wildly, wanting to ask what happened; some drew their weapons and clamored to fight the devil to the death; some took out the divination crystal ball from their pockets, thinking It is necessary to find out the situation of Andrinna through prophecy spells.

Lancelot never thought of himself as a member of the order camp before. After all, he was a member of the rebel army and risked his life trying to overthrow the tyrant's rule, but now he really understands why it is always difficult for the forces of the chaotic camp to Unleash your true strength...

Because they are just too messy.

Fortunately, in the past period of time, Lancelot has learned to deal with guys from the chaotic camp: if there is a group of demons in front of him, he must show his strength, such as punching a hole in the metal floor with his fist; but Now all he needed was a louder voice—loud enough to drown out everyone—and it was enough.

　Thanks to book friend Asmodeus for voting for the monthly ticket!Is this Barto’s boss who also came to read my book? Haha~ It’s late again today, sorry, I need to get a cure for my procrastination...

　　
　
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