The knight in the abyss

Chapter 748 Harvest
Despite Lancelot's confidence, Kelemvor was a formidable opponent even without divine help.Thanks to the strengthening of the physical body by the establishment of the foundation, and the excellent training object such as the succubus lord, Lancelot has an advantage in agility and speed, but Kelemvor's strength is too exaggerated, he is simply a giant humanoid adult. Long, Lancelot wondered if the other party was secretly using divine power to cheat.

Of course, he still caused enough trouble for Kelemvor, who used to be a human fighter, forcing the opponent to use at least [-]% of his strength-in a sparring that is not a life-and-death fight, this can already be regarded as an all-out effort up.Lancelot's blade touched the opponent's body more than once. Although there was no scar left, the god still lowered the tip of the sword very honestly, indicating that he had lost the round.

Any experienced fighter can feel the opponent's character from the opponent's swordsmanship, and the two of them appreciate each other more and more - they have learned about each other's deeds in different ways before, when the sparring finally stopped Immediately, both of them felt that the other felt like an old friend who had known each other for many years.

"You played well." Kelemvor sat on a high-back chair that had just been summoned out of breath, "I haven't been like this for a long time, it's really nostalgic..."

"You're too much." Lancelot put the helmet under his buttocks as a stool, and rubbed the wrist that was hit several times with the epee just now, "It's hard to believe that I just fought against a high-ranking god ...I guess you have been exercising a lot since you became a god, right?"

"You probably won't believe it when you say it..."

Kelanwo wanted to say something, but the expression on his face suddenly changed. In the next moment, Lancelow found that he had returned to the hall just now, and the man who made him feel kind just now had put on the silver suit again. The mask turned into the king of the dead again, and a powerful existence is rapidly approaching here.

Lancelot turned his head and saw a beautiful and majestic goddess descending here.The visitor was a human woman with smooth long black hair and fair skin. She was wearing a dark blue silk dress, a short cloak as dark as night, and a net girdle inlaid with gemstones around her waist. , and dangerous purple lightning flashed in his eyes.

"Ms. Mystery!" Kara Lin's expression was completely shocked, and he bowed to the visitor with a hospitality that Lancelow had never seen before, "What an honor..."

"Huh? Hello..." The visitor didn't seem to expect that he would receive such a welcome in the Crystal Tower, but he immediately saw through the other person's essence, "A scholar from the dark sect? Be careful, what you study But something very dangerous..."

"Mystra, the God of Magic." Kelemvor addressed the other party in a very formal tone, "What brought you here?"

"Suny. He said that one of his priests came to you and prayed with a will that almost made him deaf, saying that you were about to judge an innocent undead creature." After a short stop on Aramiel and little Isa, "What's the situation today? Why are there a group of living people in your hall?"

The Lord of the Dead had passed his verdict, finding the innocent vampire innocent, but His Excellency stripped her of the ability to create new undead creatures...

"They came to my country through the portal of the abyss, in order to find a soul that cannot be resurrected." The masked god sitting on the throne shrugged, "Since it is the request of the fire-haired lady, Then why didn't she come in person?"

"Maybe it's because death has torn up too many couples, maybe it's because he doesn't like the depressing atmosphere here? Or maybe he still has some kind of fantasy, wanting to reunite the two who were in love?" the goddess of magic crossed Lan Si Luo looked directly at the silver mask on the throne, "Sometimes I even wonder if that mask has merged with your face, even if you take off the mask, there is still an identical face underneath? "

"We've already discussed this topic." Kelemvor twisted imperceptibly.

"Klemvor, this is not what I want at all! I never asked for..."

"But you are now, and we all are." Death interrupted the other party with indifference, "I want to provide some help to these mortals, who are looking for the missing soul of a dwarf craftsman."

"I wish them good luck... Wait, the dead are your domain, you should know the whereabouts of that soul right away?" The goddess of magic frowned, "Or, you have already made a judgment on that soul... ...like what you did to Anton?"

"First, I just asked Anton to queue..."

"Is there a difference? You refused to give it back to me when I asked for it!"

"Because that's the rule, otherwise we will become like that lunatic." The King of the Dead replied unmoved, "Second, that soul never reached the Obscure Realm, when he passed through the Shadowfall disappeared."

"Missing in the Shadowfall Underworld?" Mystra's expression suddenly became very serious, "Why did you tell me this? Do you think Shar did it?"

"No." Kelemvor shook his head, "My intuition tells me that our former companion is more suspicious."

"Cyric?!" The goddess of magic yelled in surprise, "Why do you think so? What's going on?"

The King of the Dead didn't speak, but just stared fixedly at his former lover. Lancelow realized that the two gods were probably communicating in a silent and more efficient way.

"Is that so..." After a while, the black-haired goddess spoke again, "Cyric is indeed the kind of guy who gets involved with demons, this is really an ominous sign."

"So we have to find out all of this." The King of the Dead nodded, "Let's see what kind of conspiracy he is planning."

"...Mmm." The goddess of magic took a deep breath, and finally made a sound of approval.She turned her head, stared at the scholar who had lowered her head respectfully from just now, and said to him, "Master Karalin, please stand in front of me."

Karaline walked over flattered, and the Goddess of Magic raised a palm to him, on which appeared a complex pattern as thin as a spider's silk, which was extremely mysterious and completely incomprehensible to Lancelot.

"Tell me, what kind of spell is this?" the goddess said in a soft tone, her eyes full of encouragement.

"This is..." Kara Lin's expression slowly changed from confusion to obsession, and after a while, he replied cautiously, like a child who was called up to answer a teacher's question: "The evocation magic of ring 0 , Light Art? Its essence is so complicated?"

"That's right." A satisfied smile appeared on the face of the Goddess of Magic, a small silver flame flew out from her fingertips, and lightly tapped on the scholar's forehead, "Accept this gift, in the future you will still Will learn more…”

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