The knight in the abyss

Chapter 744 Top Art

For everyone who was eager to start the battle, the speed at which the enemy rushed across the distance of less than a hundred feet was unbearably slow, although it was only a few breaths.

Finally, the Berserker at the front made a ferocious leap, jumped over the final distance, and opened its pair of strong arms at the same time, intending to tear the human knight in front of it with its claws—— It is a very bad choice, because it will completely expose its chest to the opponent, and it will not be able to dodge in mid-air without wings.

Of course, Lancelow would not let go of such an opportunity. His figure suddenly rushed forward like a crossbow bolt pulled off the trigger, and the half-sword in his hand moved forward like a spear, and directly pulled out a knife on the heart of the sheep-headed berserker. A bloody hole the size of a fist, and then it seemed to be pulled by a rope behind it, and it returned to the original place in an instant.

Except for the physical fitness beyond the limits of mortals after foundation establishment, Lancelow did not use the power of any practitioners in this attack. After all, there was a devil watching by him, and he didn't want to rashly expose his true strength.

The demon's huge body fell heavily to the ground, its whole body was as stiff as a log, tripping two of its kind behind it and staggering.Of course, Brutal and Aramir would not miss such an opportunity. The former rolled on the spot, smashed one of the enemy's knees with a warhammer before getting up, and blocked the opponent's counterattack with a shield, while the elf priest had nothing to do. Cleverly swung his mace—at that moment, the priest's magic weapon lit up like a lighthouse in the dark, and the demon he hit began to melt like chocolate by the stove, and the powerful one was Even Lancelot couldn't help but take a second look.

"Holy weapon, with five rings." The elf priest shrugged his shoulders towards his surprised companions, "Adding the holy strike ability of the priest in the field of life and the effect of the Hammer of Disintegration itself, it will definitely not lose to the evil slashing of the paladin... provided that it can Hit."

"understood."

Lancelot nodded, and pulled the long sword in the air, causing another enemy who was pounced to lose his balance. The hammer hit the head.

"That's it." A big smile appeared on the face of the elf priest, "Teamwork makes everyone more efficient..."

The female devil standing not far away opened her eyes wide in surprise. The human knight's fighting movements were elegant and swift, without any unnecessary movements, but it made people feel extraordinarily gorgeous. With every gesture, those strong and ferocious enemies Dismembered like ingredients under a chef's knife, this simple and clear violence is the top art for the residents of hell. Even this female devil who prefers to seduce mortals and degenerates cannot resist the human knight at this moment. unique charm.

While the three partners were fighting hard to protect Kalalin, who continued to cast spells, from being disturbed, there was also a hidden figure quietly shuttling on the battlefield—little Isa, a vampire rogue, who recently accepted an ancient Vampire training.Even Lancelot hardly noticed the little girl's actions until he saw her appearing behind a demon who had just been hammered by a dwarf, and deftly opened the enemy's pocket with her fingers, and then appeared in the interlaced light and shadow Become non-existent.

The dead had just fallen out of the demon's magic container the size of a fist, like a potato rolled out of a farmer's basket, and returned to their original size in less than a heartbeat.Too many recover at the same time, piled up into a small mountain of people, most of the freed captives try to flee as soon as they are free, some demons want to recapture their loot, but without that magic Pockets, they hold nothing.

In addition, their attacks also caused effects that Lancelow hadn't expected at all-limbs were ripped off, the body was torn, and even the head was bitten off, but after a short while, these were destroyed Body parts would reappear on those people, as if nothing had ever happened, although the screams of their dismemberment sounded full of emotion.

"Wow, did you see that?" Brutal yelled in surprise, "Elf! Do you know what's going on?"

"Of course!" Alamir raised his shield upwards to block the blow from the unsteady enemy. "They are all dead! They are not undead creatures, they are real dead!"

"So?" Brutal lowered his head and got behind another Berserker who was blinded by Lancelot, "Baby! I'm here, yes, turn around and give me a blow!!! "

"Their! Body! It's just the soul! And this plane! Echo!" The elf priest held up the shield against the enemy's body with one hand, and pressed the dazzlingly bright mace firmly against the opponent with the other hand "Attacking them is like attacking their reflections in the water. It may look like damage, but as soon as the water calms down, everything will go back to normal again."

"Uh...I think I understand...Brother, how many enemies are there?"

"Six." Lancelot spun his body at high speed, and then stabbed back at a strange angle, "... Now there are only five left. Karaline, can you hold on?"

"I'm... going to... the limit..." the scholar trembled and said, it sounded like he had been holding some kind of heavy object for a long time, "you... hurry up..."

"It doesn't matter, Little Isa has already slashed the enemy's pockets." Lancelow changed direction two times in a row with ease, completely defeating another enemy's attack, "You can stop..."

Hearing that Karalin immediately withdrew his magic, some invisible reaction force threw him tens of feet into the air, and then fell down again—fortunately, he has been in the abyss for so long, and Karalin's physical fitness is already strong Quite a few, and made a rolling action in time at the moment of landing, successfully reducing the damage to a minimum.

As for the few demons who haven't died yet, their brains are relatively active. Seeing that the portal has resumed operation again, they turn around and slip away without the slightest hesitation, for fear that if they walk slowly, they will be left behind by other companions .Lancelot didn't intend to pursue this, he had already done enough, if the enemy was willing to run away empty-handed, there was no need for him to kill them all.

Ke Lancelot was willing to let the intruders go back, but others disagreed.A tall figure with a silver mask and a pearl-colored cloak emerged from the portal.I saw the man raised his left hand holding a bone scepter, and the portal behind him disappeared silently with this movement, and then he casually pointed at the scepter, turning a demon who was curled up in place out of fear. Made ashes.

Some kind of invisible pressure forced Lancelot to bow his head, paying respect to the figure exuding a sacred aura, because the person who came was the Lord of the Dead, the Judge of the Wraith, the Master of the Crystal Spire, the former mortal—Klan fertile.

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