The knight in the abyss

Chapter 906 Clues
"The effect of this thing seems to be good..." Brutal's voice sounded behind Lancelot, "What do you think of me now?"

Lancelot turned around and found three strangers standing behind him, namely a dwarf, an elf and a human.He felt a confusion in his consciousness, as if his brain was convinced that the people in front of him were his familiar companions, but his eyes were screaming in opposition.

"It's amazing." The strange elf sighed in a familiar voice, "As expected of the Lord of the Dead, this is really a miracle that only gods can do..."

"Magic is also possible." The human next to him complained, "Anything that can be achieved by divine power, magic can also achieve the same effect... It's just that this kind of magic may not have been discovered yet..."

"But mages won't be so easy, you have to admit that."

The dwarf raised his head and watched the conversation between the two without saying a word, the expression on his face gradually became distorted.

"This is so awkward!" Brutal pulled the mask off his face, "It's an artifact anyway, why doesn't the Lord of the Dead make it more comfortable..."

"Put it on, as long as you don't look at other people's faces, you won't feel any discomfort." Lancelow persuaded, "Let's go, little Isa has informed us that we can go."

Hearing that Brutal obediently put the mask back on, everyone skillfully formed a battle formation and began to move deep into the cave.

"About the dwarf's question just now, this mask is indeed a creation of gods, but creations of gods are not equal to artifacts, and some artifacts are not created by gods." Aramir continued the topic just now as he walked, "Artifacts often Occurs at specific times in history, when a kingdom, a world, or even the entire multiverse is under serious threat. But they are either the key to solving that threat, or causing it The reason. Every artifact is different, but as long as it is used properly, it can play a huge role..."

"In that case, this mask also meets the definition of an artifact." The dwarf tried hard to restrain the urge to look up at the elf, "Shuangqiao Town is definitely one of the important forces in the abyss, and now it has been destroyed, and We're trying to get over 1000 survivors out... Epic enough, isn't it? If we succeed, and the masks do play a key role, I'd say they're definitely worthy of the title of Artifact... ..."

"I agree with Brutal's point of view." Karaline on the side also said, "From various perspectives, this is not a perfect magic item, because there are 'exceptions' that will make it lose its effect, but this It is the characteristic of most god's creations - it must reflect the creator's philosophy to some extent. The characteristic of 'no effect on those you want to kill' is very lord of the dead, because Kelemvor has been preached that 'death is truthful', and that was one of the key teachings that helped him win the priesthood..."

"What about the other exception?" Brutal asked, "It doesn't work for those who truly love you, this sounds more like the effect that the god of Aramiel would make..."

"Oh ho ho ho ho!" Aramiel let out an exaggerated (as far as an elf is concerned) laugh, "my dear friend, don't comment lightly on things you don't understand..."

"I guess that's what Lord Kelenvor wanted too." Karaline mused, "You've all heard the story between Kelemvor and Midnight, my goddess made a request to the Lord of the Dead, his former lover , and this violated Kelemvor’s principle of being the god of death, so he refused. Since then, when the Lord of the Dead meets the magic lady, he always wears that expressionless mask..."

"Ah, I see." The elf priest slapped his hands, "What you want to say is that deep down in the heart of the Lord of the Dead, I actually hope that the magic lady can see through that mask and understand that He still loves him deep in his heart. Just being compelled to do it by duty, right?"

"Okay, let's leave the gods to solve their own problems." Lancelow waved at the others, "Little Isa said there were signs of a fight ahead..."

Hearing this, everyone shut their mouths and turned their attention back to the surrounding environment.After walking for less than 5 minutes, they came to a rather spacious cave.The partners are all born (or through magic) with night vision. Although they can only see black and white pictures with different shades of light for objects without temperature, they are enough to notice the weapons that fall on the ground, and the weapons on the ground and walls. left traces.

Lancelot bent down and picked up a four-foot-long double-edged battle ax from the ground.The handle of the ax was the bone of some kind of creature, and the blade was made of heavy abyssal metal. The workmanship was very rough, and the maker obviously didn't think much about the center of gravity, which made the whole weapon extremely awkward to hold in the hand.

"Pure garbage." The dwarf on the side threw a two-handed epee on the ground, "If the abyss is full of such things, no wonder most demons prefer to use their claws."

"The traces of weapons are new and old, there should be several battles in this place." Alamir stared at a stone wall, "It seems that compared with the last time we came, this place is not so secret... "

Everyone didn't delay for too long, and soon set off again, but their vigilance was further raised.Lancelot still remembered the route he took when he left last time, and they soon walked to a very deep place. Along the way, they encountered several places where battles had taken place. They all looked similar, and everyone failed to investigate anything new. conclusion.

But Lancelot noticed a common feature—there were no demon corpses in these places.None.

Once again, little Isa sent a reminder to Lancelot through a mind link, but this time it was different.As soon as they stepped into this cave, everyone immediately smelled the peculiar stench of demon blood, and under dark vision, there were also some deep mottles on the gray walls, suggesting that they might have ignored it because of the lack of color. detail.

"Can you light a torch?" Karaline asked Lancelot in a low voice, "There should be no enemies around, right?"

"Yeah." Lancelot nodded, "Little Isa is on guard ahead."

Hearing the words, the scholar took out his alpenstock, and after a short incantation, a blue-white magic flame ignited at the end of the short staff, illuminating the cave where everyone was in.As their sense of smell suggested, there were blood splatters all over the wall. Although the color had turned dark black, this team had seen too many demon deaths, and knew that the blood splatter would not last more than three years. God, it will fade away after a long time.

"There are at least three Berserkers, one was killed in the corner over there, one fell here, and the other was dragged all the way to the passage over there..." Brutal stood up from the squatting position, " Then it disappeared, as if turned into ashes."

"If I remember correctly, three days should not be enough for the demon's corpse to completely rot and weather?"

"Since the blood is still there, the corpses can't disappear completely." Karaline replied, "I guess someone cleaned up their corpses..."

"It's not like." Brutal glanced back and forth on the ground, "I don't see any traces of other people coming..."

"Interesting, it seems that there is a predator here..." Lancelot stared at a deep crack at his feet, which seemed to be able to fit his soles, "I don't know if we suit its appetite ?”

　Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, brothers!The annual Mooncake Festival is here again, and my waistline doesn't allow me to let go...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)