The knight in the abyss

Chapter 825 The reason
"According to what I have learned, since Zariel became the new Grand Duke of Avernas, the bloody battle has entered a new round of climax, and the main force of Baator Hell is attacking the city in the abyss. It has been thousands of years A situation that has never happened before." Lancelow touched his nose, "The more intense the battle, the greater the demand for recruits, these hags must have taken the opportunity to make a fortune..."

"Maybe." The Lord of the Dead nodded his silver mask noncommittally, and turned to look at the confused Soveris next to him, "These things have little to do with you. For you, the most important thing right now is It is to defeat Peyton Derek and lift the curse on this land once and for all."

"Yes, the great Lord of the Dead." The brown-haired elf bowed his head respectfully to the god, "Please help us!"

"Of course I will. All evil undead creatures are my enemies, but in the end it's up to you." Kelemvor paced to the black statue of the raven, his gaze resting on the bird's exquisite ruby ​​eyes , "Due to the characteristics of the Terrible Domain, my power here is actually very limited, and even the absolute strength is not as good as Peyton Derek, who is the Lord of the Demon Realm. There is no need to hide this from you. However, I can use my own power to The power of the Lord of the Dead will completely destroy the Lich, but this must be done with the help of the ancient temple once dedicated to Melkor."

"Is that so..." Soveris had a disappointed look on his face, "But Peyton Derek won't go to the temple to throw himself into a trap..."

"Of course it won't," Lancelot said, "but Fran provided us with a key piece of information."

"Your Highness?" Soveris turned his head in surprise, and Lancelot knew that he was actually very happy to have a reason to focus on the zombie princess, "What kind of information?"

"Peyton's missing a bone." Fran shrugged.As an undead creature, her body was well preserved.

"A bone? Does it have any special function?"

"Her Majesty Kelemvor can force the Lich to be resurrected in that bone." Lancelow explained, "This solves the problem of letting Peyton appear in the ancient temple."

"resurrection?"

"Yes, so we still have to defeat the Lich first. But this is already a very big advantage. After all, for an existence like a Lich, death does not mean destruction, and with that bone, we just need to defeat it Once is enough."

"I understand." Soveris nodded, "The whereabouts of this bone..."

"It's probably in the hands of the baroness in the embrace of the wolf king. When I lived there before..." Lancelot paused, "I came across a special bone by chance, but I didn't think much about it at the time. It was only after listening to Princess Fran's description that I realized I might have seen the bone."

"I see." Soveris nodded again, "The baroness has always been an open supporter of Peyton, and a bone on the Lich's body should have a special meaning to her..."

"It's really special." Lancelow tried his best to keep his face sullen, and nodded with a stiff expression, "In my personal opinion, Payton should neither know the whereabouts of that bone nor the threat it poses to him. So we can't act rashly, so as not to startle the snake."

"Please rest assured, there will be no better spies than us in this land." Soveris showed a confident look on his face, but then he remembered something, and became frowning again, "But, what are we? How to defeat the Lich..."

"To be honest, I don't know now." Lancelot spread his hands, "We have too little information, and we can even say that we don't know anything. How many times can it cast nine-ring spells a day? Will it keep the army around it? Where will it live? How will it rule the land? As we have more and more information, we will definitely find opportunities from it."

"Can you really find it?" Soveris couldn't help but confirm again.

"You have actually reached a conclusion in your heart, haven't you?" Lancelot smiled at him, "In the final analysis, no matter how strong the Lord of the Demon Realm is, he is just a prisoner in this cursed land. A true god sits in town."

"Thank you, sir." The elf bowed seriously to the human knight, and then nodded to the others in the room, "It's not too late, I will go to deploy the mission immediately, please allow me to excuse me first."

"What you just said is really good." After Soveris left, Kelemvor's voice sounded again in the secret room, "To be honest, I didn't have much confidence before."

"Uh……"

Lancelot turned his head and found that the majestic Lord of the Dead just now had disappeared. Standing in front of him was a male human with a broad chin, agate-like green eyes and a resolute face. At this moment, there was a warm smile on his face. Smile, an expression that has nothing to do with death.

"It's just the last sentence, which is not completely accurate in details." Kelemvor turned his head again and stared at the statue of the crow, "Have you already felt that I am more like a mortal here, and Not a god?"

"...Yes." Lancelot exchanged glances with the other companions in the room, "Of course we prefer your state, but is this a bad sign?"

"I also prefer this kind of myself." Kelenvor shook his head with a wry smile, "But it's not without reason. At the moment of becoming a god, I obtained a special ability, which can separate countless You can send yourself to every corner of the multiverse to perform the duties of the Lord of the Dead. At the same time, the consciousness of each clone is connected, and you can immediately know what all the other clones are experiencing. The avatar provides power. However, these demiplanes in the Shadowfall Underworld are like some kind of box, people outside cannot know what's going on inside, and people inside can't get in touch with the outside world... Do you know what this means?"

"You don't actually have the power of a god right now?" Lancelow asked cautiously.

"That's not wrong, but that's not what Lord Kelenvor wants to say." The elf priest on the side added, "Since you can't get in touch with the main body, it means that you can't perceive other people who are performing the priesthood of the dead king at this moment. clone, that is to say..."

"The burden that has been on my shoulders is gone." Kelemvor smiled self-deprecatingly, "and I have to admit with a strong sense of guilt that this feeling is really good. What a pity, if Midnight Here, she will be very happy to see me now, not her former lover who is occupied by the responsibility of death outside..."

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