The knight in the abyss

Chapter 657 A Higher Price

Lancelot blocked the enemy's attack with the gauntlet, and pressed the blade to one side while rotating his wrist.Under the action of the lever, the opponent endured several times the force exerted on the weapon by Lancelow, and was forced to let the tip of the machete hang down to the ground.

Before the devil infantry had time to make the next move, the human knight spun his wrist again.The gauntlet, which was originally perpendicular to the enemy's weapon, rotated ninety degrees, and the blade moved upwards, cutting off the purple fingers and elbow sockets all the way, and turning into thorns at a certain angle, and finally inserted in the in the opponent's neck.

Accompanied by the violent pumping action, the devil's head spun and flew into the air, looking like a spinning top that was pumped away.The headless corpse fell straight, and there was no other figure behind it.

Lancelow just glanced in that direction, and immediately turned to help other partners.A shaman was hacking at Brutal's shield with all his strength. While defending, the latter adjusted his breathing rhythm. Once he was able to catch his breath, the counterattack would come immediately.

Ignoring the dwarf's possible protest, Lancelot stabbed the long sword lightning-fast, and stabbed the Sumo's waist.Although the sword didn't penetrate deeply, the sharp point of the sword cut off the rectus abdominis on one side of the enemy, making the devil completely lose his fighting power.At the same time, an iron-headed rod came out of nowhere and swept across its ankles, knocking the shaman to the ground and exposing its (compared to a hammer) fragile head in front of the dwarves.

"Hey!" Brutal protested loudly, but this did not prevent him from smashing the big coconut at his feet, "I can handle it myself!"

"Go and help others!"

Lancelow dropped a word without looking back, and he had already flashed behind another Sumo who was confronting Glory.The cold sword light came on, and the soomo was shocked to find that his weapon began to fall freely, along with the arm holding it.

Lancelot has a lot of experience in how to penetrate the enemy's line, and he is also familiar with what to do after a breakthrough is formed.Although the devil has grasped the fruits of victory in his hands, the battle is not over yet. What Lancelow can do now is to make the enemy pay a higher price for the victory as much as possible.

Under his repeated left and right dashes, the gap in the devil's front was rapidly widened, and soon reached the point where it was impossible to close it again.Several teams rushed out of the gap, circled around the enemy's rear and launched an attack.If you want to earn some military exploits, now is the best chance, after all, it is much less difficult to kill your opponent from behind.But these beards couldn't satisfy him, Lancelot wanted more.

"Alamir!"

"I'm here!" The elf's response sounded not far behind, and the voice sounded full of confidence. Obviously, the priest of Sune took good care of himself during the battle. "What's wrong?"

"The team is under your command, it's still the same as last time."

"Uh, why are you running away again..."

Lancelot didn't answer immediately, because he was chanting a mysterious incantation, and making some seemingly meaningless gestures in the air with his hands.

A red fire flashed, and at the same time there was a pungent sulfur smell in the air.An extraordinarily large black war horse appeared in front of Lancelot. It had black skin and bulging muscles, but what really made people know that it was not ordinary was the mane-like flame around its neck.

Unlike the situation in the previous few meetings, the demon warhorse did not show any hostility towards Lancelow who summoned it.In fact, it showed palpable excitement at realizing it was in the middle of a battle.

"Long time no see, I didn't forget to call you this time."

Lancelow patted Nightmare's neck, and Nightmare let out a happy neigh, and squatted down obediently, so that the human knight could easily roll onto its back.

"I'm going hunting."

Lancelot explained to Aramir who was still waiting for his answer, and then he clamped his feet into the horse's belly, and the whole person rushed out like an arrow from the string.A group of devil infantry who are stubborn and have no fear of death?There is no need to waste time on them, and there are indeed much more valuable targets-those casters who left the team early and withdrew towards the volcano fortress.

Nightmare danced its flaming horseshoes like a meteor across the dry and cracked land of the Wanyuan Plain, and the oncoming strong wind slapped Lancelot's face. This feeling was so familiar that he instantly had a sense of He was in a trance without knowing where he was, but the dancing flames in front of him reminded him that this was the battlefield of the lower plane.

His mount was faster than any horse Lancelot had ever ridden, but he was also stronger than he had ever been before.The figure of the human knight rushed past the three winged demon casters like a whirlwind, and in the next second, three pillars of blood sprayed into the sky.No one saw how he did it, and of course he had no obligation to explain. Lancelow had locked on to the next set of targets and was rushing towards the prey at full speed.

The moment he passed the target, a circle of light flashed around him, the shape was actually somewhat like a blue lotus flower.But it only lasted for a very short time, and almost no one noticed it, except for the three souls who were no longer bound by the body, they floated in mid-air in confusion, looking at the back of the human knight who killed them and quickly went away.

Not all the spellcasters resisted, but there seemed to be a special force field around that person, any magic effect would dissipate immediately when it got close to him, and the few Sumon guards couldn't do anything at all.

The situation at the moment is extremely chaotic. In the center of the battlefield, the last Hell Demon and Barlow Balrog have all joined the battle group, and beside them, the army of demons is retreating as fast as possible, while trying to maintain their formation from being overwhelmed. The endless tide of demons dispersed; the left wing where the mercenaries were located was completely out of touch with the main formation, and the remaining demons were all divided and surrounded, but they were still fighting with all their strength - they knew that they had no chance of surviving, so they feared It is the punishment they will face after being reborn in Bator Hell. Compared with that, death is a relief they dare not hope for; the situation on the right wing is just the opposite. Like a lion being besieged by hyenas, but anger makes the fire in its body burn extremely fiercely, bringing extra strength to Balor.It is a gift from the abyss itself, and as long as that rage burns, it will not fall.

Therefore, almost no one noticed the nightmare knight flying across the horizon, and didn't see how he harvested the lives of devil spellcasters like a god of death.

Except for the general who was standing on the wall of the volcano castle and looking at the battlefield.

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