The knight in the abyss

Chapter 163 Lancelot's Ability
The familiar feeling came again, and various ways to transform this creature and the energy required appeared in his consciousness, which was much clearer than when he promoted Dink before.

Lancelot didn't choose to change the promotion method of the form, but strengthened in the opponent's current form.The true energy from the abyss heaven and earth aura first poured into Nightmare's body slowly, and then naturally flowed into every meridian in its body. The demon warhorse seemed to feel very comfortable and flicked its tail comfortably.

"It's coming."

The amount of true qi in Lancelot's hand suddenly exploded, and the nightmare let out a mournful cry, and a blood mist suddenly exploded from his body.True Qi overflowed from its meridians like a river breaking its embankment, impatiently transforming the flesh and blood of this creature.

The next scene was bloody and cruel, but it was not the first time Lancelow had seen this scene.The suddenly enlarged muscles tore the skin, but were soon pierced by the thickened bones; the skull cracked like a ripe watermelon, revealing the bubbling, boiling brain.

The tumbling flesh continuously repaired the new wounds, the rising blood mist was ignited by the leaked energy, and the flames enveloped its entire body.Gradually, the pain contained in the nightmare's neighing became less, and in Lancelot's spiritual sense, its aura began to rise rapidly.

Finally, it raised its two front hooves high, and let out a loud roar.The flame transformed into a pair of huge wings on both sides of it. The nightmare fanned them curiously, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity flooded into its mind, as if it should have these wings.

But as the strengthening was completed, those flames gradually retracted into its body, and the nightmare also calmed down.

Although unable to speak, this abyssal horse actually has the intelligence of a normal person.It understood what happened to itself, and it was even more shocked by the ability of its 'master' - this creature had already accepted the identity of Lancelot's master in its heart, but its instinct drove him to resist.

The proud creature raised its hoof to Lancelot, before finding itself on the ground somehow, with its owner's knee on its head.

"Are there any other questions?" Lancelot asked, knowing that the other party could understand.

Nightmare blinked at Lancelot, the meaning couldn't be clearer.

"Do we have to do this every time?" Lancelow moved his knees helplessly, and the nightmare's expression looked aggrieved, as if Lancelow had made a very excessive request.

This demon horse stood in front of everyone again.At first glance, it was still a nightmare, but it was a whole circle bigger than before. The muscles on its body were extremely developed, as if it had spent several years in a gym specially designed for four-legged creatures.

The most striking thing is the mane on its neck. Those manes are long and smooth, flying in the air like liquid flames.This reminded Lancelot of the god of Aramir, Sune's title was Lady Firehair, and this nightmare's mane looked...

Lancelot stopped himself from this dangerous and profane thought just in time.It is said that the gods can always know the things in a certain range around his priest, and for the gods, the ability to read minds may be as easy as drinking water. Who knows if a certain goddess who is full of curiosity is watching them. What a romantic adventure.

These thoughts seem even more blasphemy, stop now!
It takes a lot more qi to promote a Nightmare horse than to promote a Quassaimo. Lancelow's zhen qi, which had already recovered half of it, was reduced by a third, and he had to eat gems again on the way.

"That's it, it will be no problem to bring a petite elf!"

No one responded to him. Lancelow turned his head strangely and found that the expressions of his partners were almost petrified.

"Moradin's beard..." Brutal murmured, "Lancelo, your ability... isn't it a bit...exaggerated..."

"This kind of thing can only be done by demon lords..." Kora looked at the horse almost five times her height in awe, "How did you do it?"

"I got it! I got it!" Bruto slapped his head and shouted excitedly, "Have you been with Tijana... and now you are a devil prince, so you have this ability? "

"It makes sense!"

"Didn't Tijana come here often some time ago, I felt something was wrong at that time!"

"But it hasn't appeared much recently, are you tired of playing..."

"No! No! Where are you thinking of all this!" Lancelot covered his face helplessly, "I stay at home every night, how can I have any chance..."

"That's not necessarily true. It's fine to come back after we're all asleep. Since she can be teleported directly to the living room, it's not a big problem to teleport directly to your room, right?" Brutal continued to search for his point of view. Argument, "And your soundproofing spell is also very useful..."

"No." Lancelot was completely defeated by Brutal's brain, "I'm still a human, if you don't believe me, ask Aramiel."

"How can I judge this? I'm just a priest, so I'm more sensitive to undead creatures." The elf also had a smirk on his face, "As long as it's true love, the fire-haired lady will bless you."

"It's my own power." Lancelow took out a piece of earth crystal, "You all know that I can absorb the energy contained in this gem. I know that none of you have heard of this, but it is actually The aura in the world is a...very special kind of energy. Didn’t Karaline say before that high-level demons can use magic power to promote low-level demons? I tried it on Dink, and you all saw it.”

"Dink?" Brutal blinked suspiciously, "What's wrong with him?"

"Don't you think it's... stronger than the normal Quasaimo?" Lancelot gave the dwarf a helpless look, "Believe it now, it has nothing to do with Tijana!"

"Okay..." Brutal nodded helplessly, "But that doesn't mean you and Tijana didn't..."

"Shut up, you." Lancelow lifted the dwarf up and put him on the horse, and then got on the horse himself, "And you, Aramiel, you will say something strange when you are on the road, be careful There's fire under the crotch."

"Hey, I got it." The elf priest had a smirk on his face. He didn't wait for Lancelow's help, and sat on the horse's ass with a light jump.

Kara Lin then released the spell to summon the war horse, and what came out was also a grumpy nightmare.It raised its front hooves and wanted to kick Kara Lin, but when it saw the size of the same kind of horse under Lancelot's crotch, it was obviously stunned. Its hooves stopped in mid-air in embarrassment, and then slowly retracted.

"Look at it, it's much smarter than you." Lancelow patted the mount's neck, and the latter let out a dissatisfied hum, as if he despised the same kind of surrender without a fight, and Karalin took the opportunity to climb up Horseback, and then pulled Cora up.

"Okay, let's go." The human knight looked to the southwest, "There is a helpless lady waiting for us to save."

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