The knight in the abyss

764 The Plan Has Changed
After walking for a while, figures finally appeared on both sides of the street. They were guarding near some very solid buildings. Under the black cloak was armor with metallic luster, and their palms were casually resting on the weapons around their waists. Ready for battle.When Lancelot looked at these people, they also looked back with dangerous eyes, but they didn't step forward to stop the people who were slowly riding past.

Lancelow also noticed that everyone was wearing some kind of emblem—he had seen the ax embedded in the skull, the same as the two guards at the city gate just now; the bone hand protruding from the ground, with a tombstone in the background ; overlapping swords and battle axes, with blood dripping on the blades; a human body that has been split from the top of the head to the abdomen, and a vague shadow rises from it...

The emblem may be painted on the burqa, armbands, shields, or even skin.There is no doubt that these emblems must be a symbol of belonging to a certain organization. Everyone has already recognized the ax embedded in the skull. This is currently the case.

Lancelow immediately realized another problem. If everyone in the city belonged to a certain gang, the role of his group at this moment would be somewhat delicate.Different forces will definitely have different reactions, some may only monitor their actions secretly, some may want to try their skills, and some may even directly come forward to woo (or threaten) them to join.

The situation is likely to become very complicated, and unless you plan to be against everyone, you will have to make a choice sooner or later.

Everyone turned right again at the next intersection, always staying on the street closest to the city wall.After walking a few steps forward, everyone suddenly heard the sound of a fight. A goblin bear and a half-orc were fighting in front of a three-story building with a red roof. They seemed to want to fight for a shiny curved handle. Knife.

The scimitar flew out from the hands of the two people who were fighting, and just plunged into the road in front of Lancelot.This beautiful scimitar is made of some kind of silver-gray metal, with a faint blue aura glowing on the surface, obviously it is a good magic weapon.

But Lancelot didn't make any moves, just waited patiently in place.The brawl was soon decided. The goblin bear took out a dagger from his boots and slashed open the half-orc's neck with a concealed movement. The dark red blood instantly spilled all over the ground, and soon disappeared on the stone slab. in the gap between.

The victor left the opponent's body in place, turned and walked towards Lancelow and his party.He bent down to pick up the spoils he had won, his eyes were fixed on the human knight all the time, but the latter just looked at him without any emotion, neither was frightened by his fierce eyes, nor wanted to take the scimitar The idea of ​​taking it as his own made the goblin bear a little at a loss.

"Have you finished your business, sir?" Lancelot said coldly, "If there is nothing else to do, please step aside."

The bugbear had other plans, but something in the human knight's voice made him stop there.The bear goblin slowly backed away, while Lancelot looked up at the window on the second floor of the building—behind the slightly opened curtains, several hand crossbows were aiming at his position, and the blackened arrows would not Makes any reflections difficult to be noticed by the average person.

But of course it couldn't be hidden from Lancelot, especially in this relatively empty environment.

At this moment, there was a loud explosion not far away, followed by a chaotic shout of killing, which attracted the attention of everyone present—including those hiding behind the curtains.

Lancelow's heart sank slightly, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition that the explosion might have happened in the building they were looking for.Thinking of this, he couldn't care less. He flicked the reins with both hands, and galloped towards the direction of the explosion, while the other companions followed immediately.

There is a saying in the abyss, if you fear something bad might happen, it will happen.After rushing forward for two blocks, a large house that was already on fire appeared in Lancelot's field of vision. Everyone gasped, because they immediately recognized that it was the house that appeared in the prophecy magic before. The old dwarf was locked in a cell on the second basement level of the building... at least that was how it was a few hours ago.

An attack on the house was under way, and although there was resistance in the courtyard at the entrance, the attackers had breached the defenses at the front door and penetrated the interior of the building.The part above the second floor should still be under the control of the defenders. Arrows kept flying out of the inconspicuous gaps, knocking down a careless attacker among the attackers.

Lancelow unexpectedly noticed that the attackers didn't seem to have any conspicuous emblems on them, which was completely different from his impression since entering the city.But at this time, he didn't care about that much anymore, he led the crowd to the gate of the courtyard, turned over and jumped off the nightmare.

"Wait here for us to come out." Lancelow told the big black horse, who nodded in understanding.Due to the characteristics of the Demon Realm, these summoned creatures could not return to their original plane, and were trapped here like everyone else.

"Who are you?" A leader-like elf in mail armor among the attackers stopped in front of Lancelot, "Leave, you have nothing to do here."

"Oh, yes, it's in the dungeon of that house." Lancelow put his hand on the hilt of his sword and said in a cold voice, "Other than that, everything else has nothing to do with us, but if you continue Stand in front of me, then it has something to do with you."

Lancelot's actions made other attackers surround him, but the human knight stood still without flinching, staring at the elf in front of him.The man looked at the armor on Lancelot, narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly took a step to the side, giving way to the entrance.

"Don't do anything to people who don't have a badge on them, they are our people." The elf explained lightly, "I wish you good luck."

Lancelot nodded silently, and rushed into the courtyard.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, several crossbow arrows were shot at him, but unfortunately the accuracy was not very good, only one of them really posed a threat, and he easily picked it up with his long sword, and in the second round of arrows Before Ya arrived, he had rushed to the interior of the building with his companions and entered a long and narrow corridor.

The battle here had obviously just ended not long ago, the blood on the wall was still slowly flowing to the ground, and the wounded lying on the ground were swallowing their last few breaths of life.Lancelot noticed that most of the corpses on the ground wore a black armband on their arm with a red paint depicting a weeping skeleton image, obviously the other side in the conflict.

Lancelot easily found a human who hadn't died yet. He was sitting against the wall in a pool of black blood, clutching a wound on his stomach tremblingly, but anyone could see that death had already put the noose on it. His neck is down.

"Where is the entrance to the dungeon?" Lancelot took out a bottle of healing potion from his belt and waved it in front of the man, "Answer my question, this is yours."

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