The knight in the abyss

Chapter 486 Goods
Thanks to their height, dwarves are very good at chasing down enemies.Brutal's hammer fell like raindrops, like a blacksmith concentrating on his work, each blow was accompanied by a chilling muffled sound hitting the flesh and blood.The Hedgehog struggled to get up, hoping to slightly block the dwarf's hammering with the spikes on his back, but Brutal, who had entered a berserk state, completely ignored his blood-drenched right hand, and just kept repeating the hammering action.

He played happily himself, but Aramiel, who was covering him, fell into crisis.The devils surrounded him from three directions at the same time, and it was quite difficult for the elf priest to deal with it with only one shield.Fortunately, he was wearing full-body plate armor with the best defense among all types of armor, and surrounded by a translucent magic shield condensed with the power of faith, so although he could not make any effective counterattacks, the devil Their attempts to kill him were equally slow.

After the elf endured dozens of claw blows, Brutal finally cracked the spine of the hoghog he had brought down.The dwarf firmly stomped on the devil who had lost the ability to struggle, and the war hammer slashed across a semicircle and landed on the disgusting spiked head.

Red blood and white devil's brains ooze from the cracked skull, which looks a lot like a battered rambutan.

"Oh..."

"Is it over?" Hearing the satisfied sigh behind him, Aramiel shouted to Brutal without looking back, "Come and help me when it's over!"

"Moradin!!"

Another growl from the dwarf answered him.Brutal's figure flew past the elf like a carriage, knocking another hog to the ground in an instant, and then wrestled with him.

On the other side, the battle between human knights and chain demons has also reached its most intense stage.The chains with iron hooks and blades were like spears in the hands of the devil, and Lancelot felt as if he was facing a group of spearmen.In the past, he really had no better way than picking things up from the ground and throwing them over, but now Lancelot is no longer the same person he used to be.

The Frost Sword flying back and forth around him almost formed a metal ball shining with cold light. Lancelot walked towards the Chain Demon step by step with steady steps.From time to time, a fleeting spark appeared accompanied by a high-pitched metal crash, which meant that another iron chain had been chopped into scrap iron by him.When he came up to the red-skinned devil, the latter had lost all his chains, and had no weapon against the human knight.

The chain demon was almost desperate, but it still used its still intact right arm to throw a powerful punch at Lancelot.In all fairness, a Chain Demon's physique and strength are comparable to the most powerful human warriors, but a scene that made it unbelievable appeared: the human knight let go of the left hand holding the end of the sword hilt, and grabbed it. Punch hard.

"Any other tricks?"

Lancelot stared at the devil calmly, and asked.The chain demon's yellow eyeballs once again shone strangely, trying in vain to arouse the fear in the human knight's heart, but in the end it was smashed to pieces in front of the opponent's steel-like will, and failed without any suspense.

"so be it."

Lancelot shook his head lightly, twisted his left hand violently, and the tall chain demon instantly changed into a bent and bowed posture.Lancelot raised Frost Slash, a cold light flashed, and the chain demon's head rolled to the ground with a bang, leaving a long bloodstain.

"You know it won't really kill me, right?" Even though death is in sight, the chain demon still doesn't forget to intimidate his murderer, "The devil will never let go of its enemies, from Human knight of Oasis Castle, I remember you! One day, the town you guard will be destroyed by the army of the Nine Hells, and your own soul will be hung on the grill of hell!!! "

"Come on." Lancelot picked up the head and held it up in front of him, "You will never have a chance to capture Lord Molo's Oasis Castle..."

With a light wave of his hand, he threw the devil's head out of the porthole.

Because I might demolish that place first, Lancelot thought silently in his heart.Turning his head, he saw the priest and dwarf teaming up against the last enemy.He knew that he was no longer needed there, so he put away his long sword and began to clean up the corpses of those devils on the ground.

"Hey! Are you done?" Old Rip poked his head out of the hole in the ceiling. "We're bored up there..."

"Come down and help." Although the battle between the dwarf and the elf continued, Lancelot said to the werewolf, "See if there is anything valuable on the corpses of these devils."

"I'm good at this." Old Leip jumped into the cabin with a chic movement, turned his head and looked at the surrounding environment, "What's in those wooden boxes? Have you seen it?"

"No." Lancelot shook his head nonchalantly, "Can you open it and have a look?"

"Why do I have a bad feeling?"

The werewolf took out his dagger, inserted it into the gap in the wooden box, and then pried it violently.

"Uh, god damn it..."

The goods in the box obviously disgusted old Rip, and the werewolf immediately pressed the lid back, while Lancelot, who was beside him, secretly heaved a sigh of relief.With his spiritual sense, he already knew what was in these boxes, but he wanted to take the opportunity to observe the subconscious reaction of the werewolf.

"What's the matter?" The dwarf who finally dealt with the last enemy wobbled over and put his hands on the box, "You missed a wonderful party, let me see what brought you Scared like this...Wow! Vomit..."

Brutal's reaction was more intense than that of the werewolf. He saw that the box was full of dried humanoid limbs coated with salt on the surface. Those palms, knees and eyeballs constituted a very impactful picture. Originally The fearless dwarf couldn't restrain his strong physiological reaction at all.

"The so-called enlistment, the final outcome should be in these boxes." Lancelow shook his head, "Let's throw these all into the River Styx, this is the last thing we can do for the victims .”

After a while, everyone climbed onto the deck.Aramiel began to chant a long healing prayer, while old Rip explained the situation below for Karaline in a low voice.Lancelot walked to the stern and negotiated with the boatman Du Yinmo.

"Excellent battle, Mr. Jazz." Du Yinmo's attitude seemed to be a lot more respectful, "I especially like the scene after beheading that devil."

"How do you know what's going on in the cabin?" Lancelot asked in surprise.

"Anything that happens on the ship under our control, we can know directly." Du Yinmo clapped the steering wheel in his hand, "You gave me this ship, remember?"

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