The knight in the abyss

Chapter 712
Under the watchful eyes of his companions, Lancelot walked to the holy seat where Zariel's sword was inserted, took a deep breath, and raised his hand to hold the hilt of the sword.The touch from his hand was warm and moist, but Lancelot felt as if he was holding a mass of light, and his whole body was filled with divine energy.In addition, there was a soft whisper in his ear, which told him that you are the chosen one recognized by Zariel's sword, you should act immediately and devote yourself to destroying all evil forces in the multiverse holy war...

If it wasn't for the great increase in the strength of his consciousness after the foundation was established, Lancelow would have thought those thoughts were his own.

Despite realizing this, holding the Sword of Zariel puts a lot of pressure on him.This is a holy sword made of celestial metal, blessed by the gods, and full of the power of goodness and order. It is a key force that can change the balance of light and dark forces in the multiverse. To play its due role, since it is continuously inserted into the bodies of various demons, it is tantamount to helping the evil forces in disguise, and that is also an unforgivable crime...

Lancelot decisively stuffed the turquoise sword into the dimensional belt, and those thoughts that didn't belong to him finally disappeared...at least for the time being.What a pity, the color of this sword matches his skills quite well.

'You shouldn't have done that. The voice of another holy sword sounded in Lancelot's consciousness, but he was not talking to him, "That kind of trick is useless to Jazz, it will only arouse his disgust, I haven't even tried it... ...'

'...'

Zariel didn't answer, and most of them were still a little unconvinced by the advice of his colleagues.Lancelot couldn't help but feel speechless for a while. Although it is often said that a weapon is a warrior's most important partner, when this partner really speaks, this feeling is really weird.He doesn't want his weapon to be picky about who doesn't cut and who doesn't. If he can't dominate in this relationship, Lancelot doesn't want to use a weapon with his own ideas, no matter its power Just how powerful it is.

But right now Lancelot has another big problem.After pulling out Zariel's sword, some invisible force field dissipated, hot magma poured in from the hole in the ceiling like a waterfall, and immediately melted some gold coins and precious stones on the ground below.

Without further ado, Lancelot threw the dimensional bag in his hand towards Brutal, and he rushed to the formation disk floating in mid-air. The next second, the figure of Barlow's Balrog appeared again, and he While covering everyone with the flame aura of the body protector, he used his own body to block the big hole in the ceiling.

There was no need for him to speak specifically, Brutal immediately began to put the most precious collection in the treasury into the dimension bag, and the other partners also quickly reacted and rushed to help together.It's a pity that although Lancelot can ignore the damage of the flames after transforming into a Balrog, the hole in the ceiling is really big, and there is a tendency to keep expanding. When the partners had to stop, they Only less than one-tenth of the treasures were put into the dimension bag, but of course they were the most precious ones.

The partners 'swimmed' back to the formation board one by one, and Brutal hung the dimension bag back on Lancelot's waist, and the latter almost immediately heard Zariel's sword almost jasperically screaming, and Starstrike tried to appease the voice of his companion.Lancelow decided to ignore the noises for the time being, and tried his best to control the formation disk to fly out of the treasure house.

Returning to the magma lake again, the surroundings became extremely turbid. Lancelow flew up based on his impression, and soon saw the circle of black boulders again.This time, there was no strange force preventing him from approaching. Lancelow flew to those stones, and a bluish-white sword glow shot out from his hand, easily destroying the protective array of the volcano castle.

Feeling that the power in the depths of the volcano suddenly became violent, Lancelow quickly flapped his wings and quickly floated up towards the surface of the lake.It took less than half a minute for the formation disk to rush out of the magma, and the lake below them was tumbling violently like a boiling kettle.

The array flew to the shore, and the partners jumped off one after another, but Bruto, who fell last, felt something strange, as if Lancelot's body suddenly became tense, so he subconsciously looked up at him.It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, the scary expression on Lancelot's face made the hairs on the back of Brutal's neck stand on end, and he grabbed the war hammer in his hand in an instant.

"What's the matter?" The dwarf asked hesitantly, "Is there an enemy?"

"I hope not..." Lancelow also drew out the giant sword Glacier, but in his current state, the seven-foot giant sword looks like an ordinary one-handed sword, "otherwise we really have Big trouble."

While speaking, Lancelot still maintained the form of the Balrog, and the ground covered with black crystals by the lake suddenly lit up, and then a portal made of flames appeared in midair, and the figure of another Balrog Then get out of it.

"'Destroying Flames'..." Lancelot slowly read out the name of the visitor, "General Vesuvius, you have arrived so soon, it seems that this place must be very important to you..."

"Yes." The former owner of the Volcano Castle held a long sword with lightning in his hand, "It's amazing that you guys already know the cause of your own death..."

The figure of Barlow the Balrog disappeared in place, and without thinking about it, Lancelow turned around and slashed out with a sword, which happened to block the attack launched by Vesuvius that was teleported behind him.The ear-piercing sound of metal impact exploded violently, and Lancelot, who was standing on the formation plate, suffered a lot. He even flew backwards with the formation plate, and Vesuvius didn’t even shake it. After a shake, he laughed wildly and rushed towards the same kind again.

All this happened so fast that the other partners didn't even realize it, Lancelot fought the burly Balrog again.This time he let the array plate fall to the ground, but he was still almost defeated in the confrontation of strength. The giant sword that bounced back hit his chest heavily, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood like liquid flames.

"Hahahaha, you are too weak!"

Vesuvius let out a triumphant laugh, held the lightning long sword with both hands and raised it above his head, and slashed towards Lancelot, but the latter had no way to avoid it, so he could only bite the bullet and raised the glacier, forcefully parrying the opponent's attack This is a hard blow.

The giant sword withstood the test and was not destroyed in this confrontation, but the array under Lancelot's feet couldn't hold it anymore.There was a click, and the array was broken into countless pieces like falling porcelain, and Lancelot felt the power of true essence in his body suddenly melt like white snow under the scorching sun. If this continues, the situation will soon be exhausted.

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