The knight in the abyss

Chapter 95
"Uh, where is this place you're talking about?" Korra looked at Aamir suspiciously. "Although I'm a little short, I definitely can't hide in your robe."

"No, no, it's not in my robe." Alamir smiled, "When I prayed to the goddess just now, the goddess gave me a new spell - suspended animation, by which you can stay in the dimension bag. Come on. Ser Lancelot, you should be able to fit my petite friend in your dimension bag?"

"No problem, but are you sure what kind of suspended animation can make her stay in the dimensional bag safely?" Lancelo asked curiously, now only the giant sword glacier occupies more space in his dimensional bag, and there is Some gems out, his real wealth is actually in his spiritual world.

"It should work." The well-informed Karalin said, "I can also cast this spell, it will make the subject stop heartbeat and breathing like death, lasting for 1 hour, during this time she A body is no different from a corpse."

"It sounds interesting." The halfling's eyes flashed with hope, but he was still a little scared. "What if the spell fails? It won't kill me directly, will it?"

"You have some confidence in me, okay?" The elf couldn't help laughing. "And I'm a priest. If I fail, I still have a resurrection technique that can bring you back to life."

"It must be within a minute of death," Karalin added.

"Make a decision quickly," Lancelot reminded aloud, "We've been delayed for too long."

"Okay okay, do it elf." The halfling closed his eyes, "I knew my adventure wouldn't end as a cook, and for the sake of eating my cake, don't screw it up. already."

Hearing that the elf priest didn't delay any longer, he chanted a spell in a low voice, and suddenly purple light gathered in his hand, and then he stretched out his hand and patted Korra's shoulder lightly.

The halfling who was photographed rolled his eyes and fell straight down.

"Uh, she looks completely dead." Pluto said uncertainly, "This should be considered a success, right?"

Lancelot stepped forward, took Cora's hand, and reached out his consciousness to examine the halfling's body.

At first glance, this is indeed a corpse. Although it looks very fresh, it feels like it has been dead for a long time.From this point of view, this is an anomaly in itself.

But under the scan of the divine consciousness, he found that there was a powerful force of life at the heart of the 'corpse', compressed into a tiny dot by the mysterious magic power.If he didn't know in advance that this was the effect of the spell, he would definitely not pay attention to this place.

"Success." He nodded to confirm.

"Magic is terrible." Pluto shrugged, "I declare in advance that no matter what happens in the future, you will never use this spell on me."

"Don't be so absolute." Karalin shook his head and said, "Fake Death can suspend the onset of any toxins and injuries. When we need to retreat and someone is seriously injured, this spell can help the wounded not become a burden to the team. At that time Do you still refuse this spell?"

"Is it still possible to use it like this?" Pluto replied with a stunned expression, "If it really reaches that point, it's not impossible..."

"This is the correct use of magic." Karalin shook his head and said, "Those fools who can only throw fireballs in any situation..."

While the two were discussing, Lancelot didn't stop.A turquoise sword glow shot out of his palm and began to cut the shackles on Korra's ankles.

This is exactly the magical power he obtained by cultivating the Qingyun Sword Art. He can release the sword light with his bare hands, and can also be used in combination with the weapon, covering the entire sword body, making the weapon sharper, and even extending a sword light from the tip of the sword. Increase the attack distance.

However, since his Qingyun Sword Art is just getting started, he can barely let the sword light cover the whole body of a giant weapon like a glacier. If you want to stretch out the sword light, you must use innate qi, and it can only last for a short time. time.

Under the cutting of the blue-green sword glow, the iron shackles were quickly cut off like rotten wood.

Seeing Lancelot's hand, the elf priest couldn't help but widen his eyes, but Pluto and Karalin were not surprised.

"Don't be surprised, it's just the power brought by the Warlock's bloodline." Pluto shrugged indifferently, "My eldest brother has more magical places."

Lancelot was not satisfied.As a wood attribute technique, the Qingyun Sword Art seems to be ineffective when cutting metal, and it may even be inferior to the Qi Gathering Slash without the five elements attribute, which makes him a little depressed.

However, this is what he thought too much. As a top-level exercise method that Han Tianzun personally improved, the Qingyun Sword Art will only be slightly suppressed when facing the metal objects that are mutually restrained by the five elements. I don't know how many times stronger the practice of the city is, and the power is generally because Lancelot has only cultivated one level.

Moreover, the Qingyun Sword Art has many wonderful uses. Lancelo's level is too low now, and he has not mastered it yet.

After cutting the shackles, Lancelot directly put the halfling's 'corpse' into his dimensional bag.Glancing at the severed shackles and the big iron ball, he reached out and put these items in together.

The disappearance of the person may only confuse the guards, but if these severed torture instruments are left at the scene, I am afraid that a fool like the two-headed giant will realize that this is a prisoner escape.

"It's done." Lancelot clapped his hands and stood up, pulling back Aamir's chains.

At this moment, there was another violent vibration on the ground than before, and there was a faint scream.There was a rush of running sounds above their heads, and the expressions of several people changed.

"I'm afraid something has changed." Lancelot whispered eagerly, "We don't have time to delay."

"Come with me, the lounge is coming." Alamiel pushed open another door and led everyone in quickly.

Behind the door is a descending stairway through the deeper underground of the Succubus Palace.

Crossing the steps, Lancelot and his party entered a small hall.This should be the lounge in the mouth of the elf. There are several long sofas randomly placed around, and there are food and drinks on the table against the wall, and his consciousness reminds him that there is a piece on the platform in the center of the small hall. The special magic item was the goal of their trip.

Lancelo quickly glanced around. There were several male slaves wrapped in robes in the small hall. They were looking at the ceiling in surprise, and they seemed to be frightened by the movement just now.There are several mad war demons who should be guards, all of them are in a fighting posture. When they heard someone coming in, their eyes swept over, but they turned their eyes away after seeing that it was Alamiel. , staring like the slaves at the occasionally dusty ceiling.

　I have a cold again, and my condition is not very good. I should change it first and then change it...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)