The knight in the abyss

Chapter 661 The Lord's Palace
No tent could survive a Balor walking in, so the spellcasters of the allied forces created a temporary palace for the generals to stay in.It's just that this palace is not very exquisite. It looks like a cauldron turned upside down on the ground. The dark red flames flicker in the cracks in the wall, which makes people worry that the building will collapse suddenly.

If it really collapses, there will be a big man to help me, Lancelot thought so, and walked into the temporary palace of the high-level coalition forces with the succubus who led the way.

The sound of fighting that had been coming from just now became clear quickly, and after turning a corner, the sound turned into a tangible picture.Lancelot found himself at the edge of a large hall, where two giant Ballows were engaged in fierce hand-to-hand combat, while the No.3 Balrog was sitting paralyzed in the corner, his nose and face were bruised and swollen. His eyes were full of humiliation and resentment.

Lancelot recognized that the two people who were fighting were the former lord of the volcano castle, Vesuvius, the 'Destroying Flame', and Tua, who was known as the 'Pale Flame'.Under this close observation, Lancelot understands how Vesuvius has held on to the Volcano Fortress for so long with his own strength - Barlow's height is generally about twelve feet, but Vesuvius' height is close to Fifteen feet tall, it was a full two heads taller than the same kind in front of it. In terms of size, it was almost the difference between an orangutan and a baboon.

There was no suspense at all in the result of this matchup that was not at the same heavyweight. Vesuvius completely let go and let Tua attack at will, and he didn't even bother to raise his arms to defend. It swayed back and forth, but when it punched back with an astonishing punch, the figure of the general 'Pale Flame' was beaten to such an afterimage that Lancelot even wondered for a moment whether it was his soul or not. They were all typed out.

It has to be admitted that, ignoring other factors, the scene of the two Barlow Balrogs fighting each other with bare hands is really very enjoyable. After all, they are the top-level demons, they are concrete violence, wildness and destruction, punching to the flesh Lancelot, who was watching the fight, unknowingly sweated his palms and quickened his breathing, and a desire for destruction rose in his heart for no reason.

Lancelot and Bernie were certainly not the only spectators present.There are several huge stone chairs around the hall, and the six-armed snake demon Sonam sits cross-legged on one of them, and next to it is the Balrog general who once 'cooperated' with Lancelot, Sonam's Old acquaintance Barbosh.It's not hard to see that it hasn't fought Vesuvius yet, and the expression on its face suggests that it has no interest in doing so anytime soon.The succubus who came with him secretly pointed out the location of Sonam for Lancelot, and then retreated quietly.

Although 'Pale Flame' Tua fought back constantly, after being knocked down for the third time, it finally lost the strength to get back up again.Vesuvius pulled up the opponent who couldn't fight back, and roared at its face:

"Again, whose fault is it? Answer me!!"

A hot pillar of fire spewed out from its mouth, like an angry red dragon, completely covering the opponent's head.But both sides are Balrogs, of course the flames can't cause any harm, it's more like a visible bad breath, it doesn't hurt much, but it's extremely insulting.

"Have you had enough trouble, Vesuvius?" Barbosh, who was sitting on the stone chair, said in a patient tone, "You have proved that you are the strongest, now you can sit on the chair and discuss how to take back that Is this your castle?"

"Do you also think it's my fault?" The strong Balrog glared at his fellow sitting tall, "Come down, let me tell you what the truth is!"

"I've already seen the truth, so I don't need to experience it again." Barbosh shrugged, "As for the reason why the Volcanic Fortress was lost...of course it's because those Baatezu are too cunning, otherwise what else could be the reason? "

"Hmm... that's right!" Vesuvius replied panting, Lancelot wasn't sure if it deliberately found a step down, or if it was really that stupid.The former Lord of the Volcano Fort sat down on the largest stone chair, and glanced at the still unconscious fellow below, just in time to see the human knight who was still standing on the sidelines.

"Who is that? A mercenary? Sonam, for the sake of your master, I won't kill him. Hurry up and drive him away, don't let him hear our military secrets!"

"If I were you, I wouldn't do this." Barbosh said again, "If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be sitting here and wasting time with you now."

"Who is he?" Vesuvius looked at Lancelot suspiciously, "What did he do?"

"When you were held back by the group of ice demons, steel demons, and bully demons today, a nightmare knight swept across the field like Jaeger's messenger, and killed all the spellcasters who had withdrawn from Baatezu's army in advance." Ba Bosch replied calmly, turning his head to look at Lancelot, "At that time, you were riding on the back of that beautiful Nightmare, and you were as fast as a shooting star... Am I right?"

"He did that kind of thing? A human being?" Vesuvius' eyes widened unbelievably. "How is that possible?"

"As I said, he's fast."

"Maybe you misunderstood, General Barbosh." Lancelot shrugged, "Many of the mercenaries can summon nightmare mounts..."

"It can't be someone else." The Balrog in black slatted armor shook its broken wings, "After all, the day before yesterday, I was able to kill that hellish fiend named Kabu Moore with your help. ..."

"Kab Moore was killed by you?" Vesuvius' expression became even more surprised, "This is impossible, Slayer, this is not its original plane!"

"Yes, yes, to correct what I said just now, it should be said that I sent it back to the cesspit in Barto, and beheaded it." Barbosh rolled his eyes, "But this can't be done without this with the help of a sir."

"You are overrated, General, I was just trying to survive the attack of the fiend in the deep hell..."

"Come on, even if you die, you will definitely be the last one to fall among the group of mercenaries." General Balrog waved his hand, "But the most important thing is that there are still those thorns..."

"You made those thorns too?!" Vesuvius stood up from his chair when he heard this, "Okay! I want to reward you!"

"That really has nothing to do with me." Lancelow flatly denied, "It must have been done by a druid among the mercenaries."

"Don't you want to hear what the reward is?" Vesuvius looked at the human knight suspiciously, "That's what I've been wearing next to my body for many years..."

"I am a knight, and I must not claim other people's rewards!!!" Lancelot's face turned green, "Please leave the reward to the person who is really worthy of it!"

"Hmm... You idiots, what good does it do you to deny?" The former Lord of Volcanic Fort re-wrapped his loincloth resentfully, "Anyway, you still have some skills... Then you and What's the relationship with Sonam?"

　Thanks to the imperial guards for the reward, and thanks to the monthly tickets of the evolving reptiles, lqsysu, summer insects broken feathers, ReeLECTER, indifferent wind and rain F, and dragoons on the back of the dragon. Thank you for your support!

　　
　
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