The knight in the abyss

Chapter 724 The Ancient God of Death
"Karalin, wait a minute..." Lancelot suddenly remembered something, reached out and took out Star Strike and Zariel's Sword from the dimension bag, "I will introduce two new partners to you..."

"Ah! In the name of the Lord of Dawn! There is a vampire here!" As soon as it was taken out, Zariel's sword roared with her holy female voice with its own echo, "O righteous warriors, Hurry up and destroy the evil!"

"Destroy your head." Lancelot pressed Star Strike on Zariel's sword, "You, explain to her."

"My dear colleagues, please pay attention to your etiquette. Miss Isabella is a well-bred and sincere lady. She was transformed and enslaved by an ancient vampire in a vicious attack. After the original owner was killed Regain your freedom and become the partner of Sir Lancelot." Starstrike spoke in his elegant tone, "If you can be more patient, you will find that there is no evil in this room, and you were killed by a group not long ago. Holding a succubus lord in your hands, I didn't see you have the momentum you have now..."

"The situation was different at that time. The succubus had just trapped a demon lord, and the hand holding me was full of holy power..." The blue blade of Zariel's sword flickered, slightly After being silent for a while, he said in an apologetic tone, "It's really a kind camp...Miss Isabella, I would like to extend my sincere apologies to you. It seems that I did make a mistake..."

"It's okay, it's okay, as long as the misunderstanding is resolved." Little Isa smiled reluctantly, "I'll move two chairs for you..."

"Observation, judgment, and finally action." After little Isa came back, Lancelot put the two holy swords on it, as if there were two more partners sitting on it, "Don't reverse the order."

"How can these swords talk?" The scholar still hadn't realized it, "Are they suddenly awakened during the adventure?"

"Star Strike already has a sentient sword, but he wants to observe us first, so he has been pretending to be dumb." Lancelot glared at the beautiful short sword angrily, "As for the sword of Zariel , her method is much simpler-directly pull us into a very important memory, where there is a town that was attacked by Yeenoghu, and see how we will react."

"What? Yenoghu? The lord of the 422nd floor of the abyss? Wait... Zariel's sword? Could it be the sword that the current Grand Duke of Avernas Zariel used to have?"

"When I separated from her, she was still a noble Seraph." Zariel Sword replied sullenly.

Kara Lin's expression seemed to be suffocating in the ocean of information, while the little Isa next to her was ignorant - she only thought that the sword could talk was very powerful, as for the things Lancelot and Kara Lin mentioned Although those names are a bit familiar, the little girl really has no idea.

"Ah, well, let me go first." Lancelot took a gulp of ale and sighed comfortably, "Phew...where do we start? The road to the Volcano Fortress was smooth at first, But it didn't take long before we encountered a plethora of pitfalls..."

It took Lancelot about an hour to describe their adventure, with Alamir providing supplements from time to time.Karaline, Little Isa, and Sword of Zariel listened intently, while Starstrike asked for a drink for himself after Lancelot drank his second glass of ale - just put him in the canister. Just put it in a clean cup.

"It's much better than the blood of demons, giants, and ogres." Holy Sword commented.

Lancelot also explained Tijana's real occupation - the succubus lord had agreed to tell the other partners about it, anyway, Aramir, Brutal and Zariel's sword were all witnesses, and she Obviously, he had no intention of killing anyone.However, Lancelot still asked his partners to swear to keep this secret. After all, in this plane, a paladin is not an honorable status.

The Sword of Zariel almost fell into complete silence. Unless you specifically asked her a question, she would be no different from an ornament—it must be admitted that she was indeed very beautiful, even to the point of gaudy, if Lancelot hadn't Even if he personally inserted this sword into the body of a Barlow flame demon, he would not believe that it turned out to be such a powerful holy object.

Having said that, the silence of Zariel's sword is not difficult to understand.Sitting next to her, Lancelot could almost hear the sound of her worldview shattering.The vampires of the good camp, the paladins who are demon lords, and such a group of mercenaries who seem to be normal, but regard the abyss as their home.If half of the rumors about the current Grand Duke of Avernas are true, Zariel's sword was wielded by an angel who dreamed of carrying out ethnic cleansing in the abyss since its birth. Hacking every creature in the room is an easier (and more tempting) option.

But in essence, she is a weapon with a good camp after all. After knowing that she may wrong a good person, she will not act rashly again.

"...In the end, it's really up to you to handle everything." After hearing Lancelow's words, Karalin shook his head with emotion, "If I go together this time, I probably won't be able to pass the test of being burned."

"If you were here, you would definitely remind us to beware of Balor Balrog's tricks." Lancelow shook his head, "And it wasn't Tijana who came to clean up the mess, I didn't think about it afterwards. What a chance to turn the tables..."

"It's not the same. After all, you actually killed a Balor, which is already a very remarkable achievement." Kara Lin said with a smile, "Even if you die on the spot, the Lord of the Dead will come to you Nodding in satisfaction."

"Ah, how is that possible?" Starry Sky Interjected suspiciously, "Jergal is not that kind of kind person..."

"Jergal?" Zariel's sword also spoke unexpectedly, "Isn't Melkor the lord of the dead?"

"Ha, this is interesting!" Karaline rubbed his hands excitedly, "Dear Star Strike, do you have anything to share with us about the ancient god of death, Jergal?"

"It seems that the god of death has changed." Some bubbles appeared at the bottom of the beer mug enshrining the holy relic, and the water level also dropped by about half a finger. "Jergal, Lord of the End of All Things, Secretary of the Doomsday He is said to have a face somewhere between a man and a praying mantis, with a pair of lifeless yellow eyeballs in the eye sockets, and a nose and ears that are almost indistinguishable from the rest of his skull. Most of his figure is hidden in a Behind the matte cloak, shriveled, mummified gray skin was exposed. According to rumors, Shar, the Night Lady, visited the Lord of the Dead and returned to complain that conversations with Jergal were monotonous. Bland and overly formal. Jergal, as everyone knows, is neither evil nor malicious, but a quill in the hand of a quiet, impassive mover, recording the death of all things in complex and incomprehensible writing."

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