The knight in the abyss

Chapter 810 Third Floor
"Peyton Derek?" Lancelot decided to play dumb first, "Hasn't it been defeated by the hag long ago?"

"Defeated, but not eliminated." Medusa sniffed, "Ah, this smell...Have you ever tasted the kind of pies sold by hags? The ingredients include flour, milk, eggs, and children's bone meal... ..."

"Thank you for reminding me, but don't change the subject." Lancelot replied coldly, "What is this place for?"

"If I answer, will you let me go?"

"After making sure you don't pose any threat, we will let you go." Lancelot promised, "But if you don't cooperate, we don't have the extra energy to stare at a prisoner, do you understand what I mean? ?”

"That's a very polite threat, Mr. Knight."

"Stop testing my patience and answering questions."

"Okay, okay... If 'here' refers to the entire Demon Realm, then it is used as a pasture for hags." Medusa stumbled up the stairs leading to the second floor, "And if you mean It is this tower we are in now, and the answer is even simpler: this is where the hags harvest."

"What do you gain?"

"Go to the third floor, and you will understand naturally."

As soon as Medusa's voice fell, another gust of wind blew from the stairs leading to the top, and everyone's expressions changed—each of them heard a clear wail, the volume was as weak as the ears. A mosquito flew by, but it seemed to be mixed with hundreds of different human voices.

The unknown can bring fear, and the way to get rid of this fear is very simple. Brutal is about to walk towards the stairs immediately, but Lancelot stops him.

"Let me do it."

The dwarf nodded and stepped aside, staring unkindly at the female captive who couldn't see him.Lancelot took a light breath, and silently worked his mind to enhance the power of the body shield and sword shield, before carefully stepping up the stairs leading to the third floor.

Although he had vaguely guessed the answer, Lancelot still felt a shock after seeing the scene on the third floor.There are no windows on this floor, but the room is not completely dark. The walls and ceiling are filled with crystal prisms shining with deep purple light. Inside the hive.

"Come up." Lancelot shouted downwards, "Bring Mrs. Kesme up, too. Be careful of the steps."

The partners quickly walked out of the stairs, and everyone was immediately shocked by the sight in front of them.Of course they all recognized what was on the wall—it was a special crystal called a soul prism, one of the hard currencies of the Lower Planes.Previously, in the demon main city of Androlina, the high gate Dikolia, the partners seized a large number of soul prisms from a drow mistress, and the number of soul prisms in front of them was more than ten times that of that time.

However, if you look closely, you can find that the crystals on the wall are in two different states.Some crystals have cloudy, flowing, milky smoke inside, which means that a certain soul is imprisoned inside, while the empty ones present a translucent state, which looks like ordinary crystals.

In the center of the room, a dark black metal column as thin as an arm hung from the ceiling like some sort of weird chandelier.At the end of the cylinder was a metal ball the size of a goblin's head. While everyone was looking at the surrounding environment, the metal ball suddenly lit up, and several blue-white arcs shot out from it, jumping between the crystal prisms on the surrounding walls. , and there was a crackling sound.

Everyone was taken aback by this turn of events. In such a small space, a bolt of lightning magic that can bounce back and forth is definitely one of the worst situations. If this is a trap set by Medusa, then it is impossible for her to survive it. .Even so, Lancelot stood in front of the female captive, out of a subconscious reaction—of course, the blindfolded Medusa would not know that he had made such a move.

Fortunately, things are not going in the worst direction.The scattered arcs merged with each other, and finally merged into a thick beam of light, connecting the metal ball with a crystal on the wall.Everyone's ears caught a fleeting scream, as if a person who had stumbled and fallen whizzed past their window, and within a breath, the scream disappeared completely, leaving only a piece of alarm Eerily quiet.

Lancelot stepped forward, looking at the crystal that had just absorbed the arc with a serious expression.When he approached, the smoke in the crystal gathered into a small human face, desperately hitting the edge of the cage—but of course it was meaningless, and it couldn't even shake the cage a little.

"When a soul 'mature', once it dies and separates from the body, it will be captured by the magic of this tower and imprisoned in these crystals." Medusa said faintly, "And these souls are The 'crop' harvested by hags."

"What about you?" Lancelot turned around and asked, "Why weren't you imprisoned in that crystal?"

"Because I was a hag's slave." The blindfolded prisoner pouted, "Immortal youth, eternal beauty, oh... If I had known the price I would have to pay..."

"You still haven't answered my question." Lancelot's voice became a little colder, "So why did you appear in this tower? What happened to those petrified flesh and blood golems made in Chadgori Town before?" What's going on?"

"...that was a secret plan of mine, trying to use them to break the shackles that the hag gave me." Medusa shrugged indifferently, "But you just rushed in like that, killed me and my subordinates, and it's okay Destroyed my efforts of the past ten years. When I was resurrected, I was back in the hag's hut and forced me to be their maid. Those psychotic old women obviously enjoyed the services of a former queen. When the witch When the demon army approached, those hags panicked completely. They needed to fight Derek, but they were afraid that I would betray them at a critical moment. By the way, they were right to worry... so they sent me to this tower Keep watch. Are you satisfied? Are there any questions?"

"Yes. What did you mean by 'mature'?"

"A soul is 'mature' when they have fully transformed into Neutral Evil, neither in an overly chaotic, unpredictable state, nor in an unrepentant, difficult-to-transform form."

"Is that so..." Lancelot rubbed his chin, "What about the funnel on the second floor?"

"Every once in a while, the magic device on this floor will resurrect the prisoner, and then immediately throw it into the pipe downstairs."

"Where does the pipe lead to?"

"Of course it's the small lake outside... If you don't believe me, you can go in and see for yourself. Maybe the hags hide all their wedding jewelry in it..."

"Good joke. There's a big house next to us. What's in it?"

"The wealth of hags." Medusa showed a stern smile, "But I'm sure, you guys won't like it..."

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