The knight in the abyss

Chapter 843 A Different Reason
"Father..." Brutal's voice sounded hesitating, "Your injury..."

"I've been healed by the elf!" The old dwarf stomped heavily, as a proof of his complete recovery, "And I've already died once, so there's nothing to be afraid of if I die again!"

"But..." Brutal wanted to persuade him again, but finally gave up, "Stinky old man, I won't go anywhere after a fight, I'll just stay by your side..."

"My friends, you have done enough, and I am very grateful for it." Soveris' voice came from not far away. He had just completed a new round of investigation missions, "But your responsibilities Not in this upcoming battle, I still count on you to completely defeat the Lich in the future and let the residents of this land regain their freedom..."

"Don't worry, old black bird." Brutal patted his chest, "We are warriors blessed by the Lord of the Dead. Even if we die in battle, we can be resurrected. What is there to be afraid of? The same goes for you. , don’t just let it go if you want to be a hero.”

"Resurrection is not as simple as you think." Soveris shook his head with a wry smile, "I have experienced resurrection from the dead many times, and each time the feeling will be worse. I am not talking about relying on will alone. The pain that can be overcome is a kind of strong physical discomfort, which makes you feel like a knife is sawing and your brain is like an axe for a long time. In that state, let alone fighting a lich, it is A few ordinary skeletons are enough for you."

"Is it that exaggerated?" Brutal crossed his arms, with a look of disbelief on his face, "It's not like we haven't been resurrected before, and it's not as scary as you said..."

"Believe me, my experience in this area is definitely richer than yours. I guess you were dead for less than a minute when you were resurrected before, and even the body was still hot..." Soveris shrugged, "In that case It’s really not going to be bad, but I’m not saying this to scare you, I just want to persuade you to reconsider... Sir Lancelow, do you want to stay?”

Lancelow hesitated for a moment, but nodded affirmatively, and said:

"Even in the worst-case scenario, I have a pretty good chance of surviving a fight."

"But you must also be very clear that this is a battle that must be defeated, and the purpose is only to weaken the Lich's army as much as possible..." Soveris smiled self-deprecatingly, "I have witnessed your strength with my own eyes. But I guess even if you stay, I'm afraid you won't be able to change the direction of the battle, right?"

"Really not. Even if I am in a fully healthy state, I am not Peyton Derek's opponent." Lancelow shrugged and admitted frankly, "If Peyton makes a shot himself, the battle will end immediately...and you It is also clear that if the situation is unfavorable, the Lich will definitely not sit idly by, and the ending of Raven Town is already doomed."

"I never had any false hopes in the first place, so why did you have to stay?"

"Because I agree with your conclusion that the Lich's undead army should be killed as much as possible, and such fortifications are not available everywhere." Lancelow pointed to the nine-foot-wide, twenty-foot-wide area in Raven Town. foot-high city walls," but my reasons are different: Peyton Derek's current momentum is too strong, and the winner has the right to decide what is the 'truth'. If the Lich can easily capture the Crow Town, it is difficult to refute that it is not a real god. In view of this, even if the result cannot be changed, the arrogance of the Lich must be killed, at least to make people realize that Peyton Derek is by no means invincible .”

"I understand." Soveris nodded, reached out and took out another handful of black feathers from his pocket, and handed them to everyone, "Time is precious, so I won't waste it on persuading you. Take it, You already know how to use this thing. When the horn like crows is blown from the guard tower, it means that the defense line has completely collapsed, and everyone must retreat immediately. Whether you can escape will depend on your luck. "

"Thank you." Lancelot also took his share, "This will be very useful."

"We are the ones who should say thank you, and words of gratitude are far from enough." Soveris bent down and bowed deeply to the crowd, "Everyone, I'll see you on the battlefield later."

The brown-haired elf kept talking to Lancelot, and only sneaked a glance at the zombie princess when he bowed, but just as he turned to leave, Fran still spoke.

"Soveris, do you...do you still have time? I have something to tell you..."

"Of course, Your Royal Highness." The elf turned around in surprise, "Before the battle begins, all my time belongs to you..."

"What a beautiful picture." After Fran and Soveris walked away, Sune's pastor sighed in a cheerful tone, "Have you all seen it? This is the power of love..."

"He's going to be beaten to death soon, so why look at that..." Lancelot waved his hand in front of the elf's eyes, "Let's go, let's find a good place in the first row on the city wall."

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Lancelot had stood on the city wall many times, but the enemies he had to face always seemed to be changing.He has seen mobs with torches and crude weapons, whose morale comes entirely from the number of their companions; and later, knights in shining armor. Lancelot likes to recognize the coats of arms of those knights before fighting, and imagine the opponent Where are they from.After arriving in the abyss, his experience was even richer. He had seen demonic beast hordes in Pascole, demon legions in Shuangqiao Town, and even giant tribes on the steel ice field—although not in city ​​wall.

But today, he had seen what it was like to be besieged by an army of undead.

If he had to use one word to describe it, Lancelot would choose 'weird'.Whether it is a devil or a demon, a human or a giant, the individuals that make up the army are all 'living' creatures. When they move, they may be chaotic or orderly, but they can all make the witnesses involuntarily surge up with blood and emotions. It's the same even as the target of being attacked.

But the undead army gives people a completely different feeling. From a distance, the marching undead army looks like a swarm of white locusts, bringing unstoppable destruction to everything that passes by.Except for a very small number of high-level units, most of the undead soldiers are skeletons and zombies without self-awareness. They will not complain or fight secretly, but use their terrifying bodies to numbly execute the orders issued by their masters.

　Thank you for the reward from Purple Soul Lamp, thank you for the monthly pass, thank you for your support!I’m going on a business trip again tomorrow, so I’m still going to be ignorant, of course I’m sure I’ll try my best to write as much as I can, so I’ll report it to fellow book lovers first…

　　
　
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