The knight in the abyss

Chapter 553
"What?" The titan followed Lancelow's fingers and looked to the corner, his expression distorted. "Damn Kostchurch! I will pay you back a hundredfold for everything you have done to me!"

Georgard cursed loudly, and was about to kick the big barrel with his kick. Seeing this, Lancelot quickly dodged and stood in front of the barrel.

There was only a loud bang, and the divine descendant's calf, which was as thick as a hundred-year-old tree, hit the body of the human knight. The latter was kicked and shook on the spot, but he still kept the bucket of precious blood after all.Lancelot was shocked in his heart. He was sure that the opponent's strength might only have recovered less than [-]%. Although this kick contained anger towards the abyss lord, it was just a random kick, but it made him feel as if his internal organs were going to explode. was squashed.

"What do you mean?" The Titan slowly retracted his feet, his eyes narrowed dangerously, "Are you going to be my enemy, human?"

"I don't mean that." Lancelot calmly explained, "This blood contains powerful power, which is very useful to me..."

"Then why didn't you take it while I was unconscious?" Georgard looked at the human knight strangely, "Is there anything stopping you from doing that?"

"I thought you might need this blood to restore your strength after you regain consciousness." Lancelow explained, "I don't want to steal your things."

"You don't want to steal...so you want to rob, right?" Georgard suddenly showed a somewhat relieved smile, "Hmph... I can't tell, you're quite kind, I even like you a little bit, human. "

"Uh... no." Lancelow looked at his companions helplessly, "In short, since you don't intend to ask for this blood, how about giving it to me?"

"The dirty blood is stained with the breath of the devil. I won't let that kind of thing return to my body. Take it away if you want, and treat it as a reward for you." Georgard had lost interest and turned his head to look for an exit. , "You have wasted too much of my time, mortal, hurry up and take me to meet that priest of Aurul!"

"Let's go back to the ground through that exit first." Lancelot pointed to the steps where they came in just now, and at the same time made a few spells, creating a layer of cyan light curtain to seal the vat, and then received it into the dimension bag, "That might be a little narrow for you..."

"Humph."

Georgard made a disdainful nasal sound, but still bent down and got into the rotating steps.Everyone looked at each other and followed suit.

Lancelot had already held the snowflake-shaped amulet in his hand, as if holding a piece of metal dug out of ice.According to the instructions of the frost giant priestess, he began to call Aurul's name softly, asking her to send a messenger to assist him.

"Human knight?" Getty's voice sounded in his consciousness, "I saw the flames emanating from the fortress, did you succeed?"

"Yes, we rescued a bodybuilding champion with brown hair and silver skin, who is three heads taller than you." Lancelow was the last one to return to the ground, and found his brother Georgard staring blankly at the corpses all over the ground in the fortress. "Where are you now? He hopes to meet you as soon as possible."

"We are in the valley to the north." The priestess of the frost giant replied immediately, and then added, "I give you a piece of advice, be patient, how good-tempered Lord Georgard is."

"You should have told me earlier." Lancelot sighed, looking at the armguard on his arm that was deformed by the kick just now, "I have already experienced his royal majesty."

"Heh heh heh...good luck..."

The female frost giant left a series of sneers, and took the initiative to cut off the spiritual connection.Lancelot felt that someone was watching him, and when he looked up, he happened to meet his brother Georgard's eyes.

"You have an artifact in your hand, human." The Titan said in a firm tone, "Aurul's?"

"Yes, I used it to contact the priestess." Lancelot opened his hand, showing the snowflake-shaped amulet, "She said she was in the valley to the north."

"Hmm." Brother Georgard nodded, hesitated a little, and raised his hand to signal the surrounding corpses, "These...are all made by you?"

"Probably." Lancelot shrugged, and at the same time secretly wondered why the zombie giants who were surrounded by him before had disappeared, "Let's go, Getty Orelsdot, this is the priest's name , is waiting for you."

"No need, I can go by myself." The descendant of God walked to the wall and stretched out his hand to draw that special symbol on the surface of the stone wall, "The valley in the north, right..."

When the fourth rune was completed, the entire wall sent out ripples like water, and a portal leading to the distance appeared out of thin air.The cold wind blew out from the portal, causing the temperature in this dilapidated fortress to drop sharply.The prodigy strode towards the portal, but at the moment of leaving, he looked back at Lancelot.

"What's your name, human knight?"

"Lancelot, I am happy to serve you."

"Huh, Lancelot, right? I remember." The Titan nodded, "You're not bad, barely worthy of the honor of saving me."

"It's an honor." Lancelot tried hard to restrain the urge to roll his eyes, "I wish you all the best."

"Humph."

Leaving a contemptuous nasal sound, the tall titan walked into the stone wall without looking back, and the portal quickly disappeared after he entered.

"That guy is really arrogant." Brutal spat heavily on the ground, "If it weren't for being out of reach, I really want to kick his arrogant stinky face."

"If your father is a powerful god, you will also have an innate sense of superiority over mortals." Aramiel patted Brutal's shoulder, "I also released the healing technique on him, you see he has a new life from scratch. Did you say thank you to any of us at the end?"

"In the eyes of creatures like frost giants who live on plunder, gratitude is a weak emotion, which will make them very uncomfortable." Old Rip commented with his arms folded, "And I guess it is also difficult to accept The fact that he was saved by a group of 'inferior races', maybe giving that bucket of blood will make him feel better."

"Brother, why do you want that bucket of blood?" Brutal looked at Lancelot curiously, "Are you using it for cooking?"

"Interesting proposal. But no, that's not my intention." Lancelow shook his head with a smile, "You'll find out later, it may be beneficial to everyone, but we have to clean up the battlefield first... "

"Are you referring to cleaning up the corpses of these giants?" A strange smile appeared on the dwarf's face, "We can't move such heavy corpses."

"Ah, do you want to come again..." Lancelow covered his face helplessly, "Wait for me for a while, I'll go back as soon as I go."

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(End of this chapter)