The knight in the abyss

Chapter 525 Negotiation Failure
About forty feet away from the crowd, three creatures with humanoid appearance were guarding in front of a stone gate.Their appearance is extremely ugly, their big and pointed noses almost block their entire faces, and they look like a huge mouse head; their thin bodies are wrapped in fur clothing, with javelins on their backs He carried heavy weapons such as double-edged axes and meteor hammers.

This is exactly what Old Rep said about the Finse trolls. They were arguing fiercely about why. After hearing the movement of everyone approaching, Qiqi turned their heads to look at them and shouted a strange word at the same time:

"kjott!"

"Huh? This word sounds familiar..." Brutal narrowed his eyes suspiciously, "It seems to mean meat in the giant language?"

The next move of the Finser troll confirmed the dwarf's conjecture. Two of them quickly took down their javelins from behind and threw them at the crowd, while the other pushed open the stone door and ran inside.

"Negotiation failed." Lancelot swung the Frost Slash like lightning, and bounced one of the javelins, "Let's do it..."

"We had a plan to negotiate?" Brutal raised his shield to block another javelin, "Can I throw the hammer now?"

Lancelot ignored the dwarf, who had already charged with half a sword in his hand.However, in the middle of the rush, his feet suddenly softened and he almost fell to the ground.

I saw that the ground originally paved with rocks had become as soft as gruel, and the human knight's body was sinking rapidly.For a knight in heavy armor, getting stuck in a swamp is a terrible situation, but Lancelot didn't panic, because he was no longer the knight who could only slash with a giant sword, and there were many people behind him. Many trusted partners.

As he had expected, the dwarf immediately threw his hammer to provide him with cover.Facing the hammer flying in a terrifying manner, the two Finser trolls dodged to the side in fear and did not throw their javelins again, which also bought time for Aramir to cast the spell.

The elf priest took out a cork from the pouch at his waist. After a few complicated gestures and a somewhat lengthy prayer, several light blue rays of light flew out of the priest's hand and sank into each partner's body.Lancelot immediately felt a strong buoyancy pushing him upwards until his body was completely free from the mud.

"Walking on water." Aramir explained to his friends. "This spell is effective on any liquid surface. It is valid for one hour. Go and kill the enemies now!"

Lancelow stomped his feet tentatively, and found that the ooze was as hard as rock under the effect of magic, so he boldly rushed towards the enemy again, faster than before.The two finser trolls looked very confused, but they hurriedly dropped their javelins and drew their weapons to meet him.

Due to the advantage of the opponent's height, Lancelow could not directly attack the enemy's torso.The half-sword in the hand that was glowing blue slammed into the blade of the double-edged axe, and then quickly separated.

Compared with the frost giant residents at this level, the equipment of the two Finser trolls is obviously much better, but there is still a thumb-sized gap in the battle ax blade made of fine iron after the impact, and the metal fragments burst out It stuck in the arm of another Finser troll, causing it to let out a loud cry of pain.

And the guy who just fought a move with Lancelot didn't get any better. Flames suddenly shot out from his body, igniting the leather clothes, which made him quite panic, but his body didn't look like a normal giant. The devil followed suit and burned.This result made Lancelow a little disappointed. It seemed that the old Rip was right, this creature had nothing to do with ordinary trolls.

Grasping the small opening exposed by the opponent, the human knight's footsteps flashed strangely, and instantly penetrated within five feet of the opponent's body. The opponent's balance is caused to fall to the side.

The blade glowing with blue light stayed on the top for a short time, and when the opponent's body had tilted enough, it fell down like a guillotine, directly smashing the head of the Finser troll. It was cut down.

This series of movements of Lancelot was so fast that the opponent's head hit the ground, and the mace of another Finser troll had just swung at him.He dodged with a simple turning movement, and then flew out with another kick, and before the enemy had time to retract the weapon, he accurately kicked the hand holding the mace.

There was a crisp bone cracking sound, and the troll let go of his right hand with a scream, but his left hand drew a dagger from his boot and stabbed at Lancelot like lightning.But then the dwarf was behind it, and Brutal swung the edge of the shield against the foe's knee sockets, and the hammer smashed into the opponent's ass which was pouted with force.

Facing this dangerous dagger attack, Lancelot's long sword seemed to have no time to return to block it, but he did not show any panic.The tip of the dagger slanted against the armor made of fine gold, and then it was about to slide towards the gap of the armor, but the surface of the metal armor suddenly glowed with blue light, and several finger-thick, half-foot-long swords The awn exploded like a stirred-up water splash, instantly piercing the Finser troll's hand holding the weapon with seven or eight transparent holes.

While Lancelot's bodyguard sword and shield counterattacked automatically, the dwarf's attack also hit the enemy's body.The muffled sound announced that the pelvis of the Finse troll had been smashed, and Lancelot's long sword had also fallen from the front.The green sword blade cut into the enemy's left shoulder, and then went all the way down, cutting off the ribs, lung lobes, heart, spleen and intestines, and finally left the body of the Finser troll from between the legs.

"Dun...kjott...val Rakka!"

The dead enemy shouted hoarsely, and then the corpses fell to the left and right.Blood and guts sprayed all around like a shattered jug, but Lancelot famously took a step back and dodged them all.

"Brother, is it really necessary to be so violent?" Behind the Finser troll, the dwarf who was soaked upright said bitterly, "When you cut the heart, it's already dead."

"Sorry, be careful next time!" Lancelot looked at the dwarf in front of him apologetically. The latter was as red as a boiled lobster. "What did it say just before it died?"

"Dun is what you mean in Giant, kjott is meat, val is a preposition, and Rakka is supposed to be a name, Rakka?" Brutal shrugged, "If I'm right, that sentence means: You are all Rakka’s food. As for what this Rakka is, I don’t know, but it sounds like it’s far from Swafnir.”

"Well, it's understandable if you want to kill me, but it's too much if you want to eat me." Lancelow glanced at his mouth and pressed his hand on the stone door, "Are you ready to continue? I ran away just now One, but it probably didn't expect the battle to be over so quickly. Let's catch up and catch them by surprise."

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