The knight in the abyss

Chapter 245 A city not worth ruling

There was a loud booing from the crowd of onlookers, and both sides of the duel didn't even have a wound on their bodies, which is not what they want to see.

Although the booing was aimed at Lancelow, it had a greater impact on his opponent.The face of the tall Margot was flushed, but this guy quickly found a reason for his failure: this human knight must have tricked him with some kind of magic, if he rushed to him, he would definitely be able to kill this hateful human. Tear it to pieces!

Like most demons, this guy has absolute confidence in his own judgment.Lancelot was shocked to find that the other party rushed towards him with bare hands. It was as if the competition of strength just now had never happened.

He also couldn't figure out what medicine was sold in the gourd of this mago demon, but the warrior's instinct made him move.Lancelot stepped heavily on the ground with his left foot, and his body turned to the right at an extremely fast speed. Dom, who was charging, only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the human knight disappeared from the spot.

From the audience's point of view, the new consul moved five feet to the right in an instant as if using a short-distance teleportation, and then the exaggerated giant sword drew a semicircle and slammed into the Margo Demon's body fiercely. on the ass.

Lancelow's series of actions were completed almost subconsciously, but at the last moment, he still felt compassionate. This guy didn't really mess with him, and he was really stupid. The knight's sense of honor made him It's hard to kill a fool.

So he turned the hilt again, striking the foe with the blade instead of the blade.But the power in his hand could no longer be recovered, and he almost hit the Margo Demon's ass with the limit of his physical strength.In the scalp-numbing crisp sound, the pelvis under the enemy's flesh instantly shattered into sand, which absorbed most of the energy, but the remaining force still sent the entire body of Margo Demon into the air, crossing Overwhelmed the circle of mazeros and fell into the dense crowd of spectators.

"I told you what." Lancelot stood up straight with his giant sword in his hand. "I'm afraid you can't climb higher now."

"Roar!!!!!!"

The demons onlookers burst into loud cheers. Although they were still somewhat dissatisfied with the lack of blood, the power displayed by Lancelot was undeniably powerful.

Lancelot was about to say something, but the scene in front of him made his face change.Although the Margo demon who was just beaten by him was seriously injured, he was not dead after all. With the demon's terrifying physical fitness, he might be able to fully recover in a week or two.But Lancelow didn't kill him, and the demons around him were not polite. They waved their claws at the serious wound without hesitation, as if it was a reward thrown to them by Lancelow.

A lot of blood and minced meat splashed out, accompanied by Dom's sharp and short wailing.The smaller demons were like a swarm of bloodthirsty locusts, tearing the loser who challenged the Withered Lord into a pile of pieces in a blink of an eye, leaving only a pile of white bones in place.

Lancelot shook his head, convinced that his decision to refuse to be a Blight Lord was absolutely right.The citizens of this abyssal city are brutal, bloodthirsty, and stupid, and it's not worth wasting any time on their own.In contrast, it shows how precious Shuangqiao Town is.

According to his previous habits, after winning a duel, he would definitely interact with the audience, such as waving weapons and asking for cheers, but now he has no such interest at all.Lancelot found his friends in the crowd, and expressed his hands helplessly at them, gaining some kind of comfort from the understanding eyes of his companions.

He turned his head, glanced at the rest of the onlookers, and asked in a non-excited tone:
"Who's next?"

The crowd seemed much quieter this time, and the eyes of most demons became evasive. 'Gluttony' Dom can be regarded as a big disaster in the spray field. His clean defeat is like a basin of cold water, pouring on the heads of these fanatical spectators.And Lancelot's lack of interest made him even more unpredictable.

"This guy actually wants to take the opportunity to show his prestige?"

"How do you say it? I want to call Lord Lancelot...Although I also think it is true."

"Did you see his movements clearly just now? Isn't that too fast?"

"So, is it possible that this is actually what he planned a long time ago, and he blessed all kinds of enhanced magic in advance?"

The sounds of various discussions reached Lancelow's ears, and he couldn't help shaking his head.Magic needs to be prepared in advance. According to the logic of the demons, if a person has a strong combat power with the help of magic, it means that only an unexpected dagger can kill him.If any fool really believed in this statement and wanted to try it, Lancelow would not show mercy to such a person.

"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge me?" He shouted loudly again, "If no one has any ideas, then I will leave..."

"Wait a moment!"

The crowd parted like a wave, and another tall demon stepped forward.Lancelot took a closer look and saw that it was a humanoid demon with dark green skin that was two heads taller than him.His figure was extremely stout, his upper body was almost a column, and he looked like a professional human wrestler.

He has a hobgoblin-like head with two upturned horns and no hair.Behind him is a pair of bat wings that are not too big, but the muscles at the root of the wings are very developed. Lancelow believes that at least it means excellent explosive power for short-distance flying.His arms were thicker than Brutal's waist, and his well-defined muscles contained explosive strength.Bone spurs like steel nails protruded from under the skin of the shoulders and upper arms, making the already dangerous collision even more deadly.

Different from the rampant appearance of the previous Margot Demon, this new challenger used the battle ax in his hand to gently push aside the crowd in front of him, and stood in front of Lancelot with a rather calm attitude. .

"My name is Sargra, and I am the captain of a yugoloth mercenary team." He bowed slightly to Lancelot, "The great current Lord of Blight, please accept my challenge."

The audience also seemed to be a little unfamiliar with this demon, and there were enthusiastic discussions among the crowd, asking each other about the origin of this green-skinned guy.

"This is a Nicaros demon, the most...loyal type among the Yugoloth demons, as long as they pay enough gold, they will hardly betray their master..."

"Who is he? Has anyone seen him?"

"I saw a few Nicaros demons like this last month. They got off the ferry in a neat line, and then went east..."

"East? Isn't Satugula's lair in that direction?"

"There seemed to be rumors before that the Grand Arbiter planned to hire a group of stronger guards to improve the 'law and order' of the spray field..."

　Thank you book friend April~Yu for voting for the monthly ticket, thank you for applying for the card~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)