The knight in the abyss

Chapter 349 Majors
The battle seemed to be only halfway through, but after the little vampire threw the flash bomb that turned the tide of the battle, everything ended as quickly as Belmanis's blown head.

Lancelot's movements were so fast that no one could see his movements clearly. Everyone felt that after the flash, the drows who were still fighting in the corner lost most of their fighting power in an instant, and the majestic and invincible master Mother has been chopped into a mass of meat.

However, they are no longer surprised by Lancelot's terrifying fighting power. How do human knights usually behave?When traveling in the Great Abyss, if there are ten vlo demons attacking, at least five of them will die under his sword in the end. After the battle started, he has been holding back his hands. Everyone guessed that he would Hold back a big move or something.

Of course, judging from the results, Lancelot did kill the most threatening enemy, but the real winner is Little Isa, who is immune to negative energy attacks and counters the range attacks of the drow mother in time.Lancelot shook off the blood on the blade, and turned his head to meet the little girl's expectant eyes.

"Good job." Lancelot winked at her and gave her a thumbs up, "Very important!"

"Hey! I didn't expect you to arrange such a move!" Brutal also walked up to the little girl, and patted the vampire's back with the enthusiasm unique to dwarves, "It's so beautiful!"

Little Isa's eyes were slackened after being photographed, and other people gathered around to express their gratitude and congratulations to this team member who usually does not have a strong sense of presence, which made the little girl flushed.But she still strives to maintain good manners and humility, giving credit to Lancelot's guidance, Cora's craft, and the opportunities created by everyone's hard work.

A tired expression quickly climbed up the little girl's face. After saying the words of thanks, she suddenly turned into a little bat, and got into Lancelot's dimensional bag to rest.

To be honest, it is really not easy for vampires to persist until now.She helped make the trap all day long, and although the sunlight would not shine directly into the room, it still made the little girl very weak, but she continued to work, and only hid in the broken wooden box to rest for two hours around noon.Now that the battle was over, all the exhaustion accumulated throughout the day came over, and the little girl really couldn't bear it anymore.

Only then did everyone have the time to take out the healing potion and drink it individually. Aramir began to chant healing spells that required a long preparation time, and the succubus paladin used her lay healing ability to dispel the poisoning effect of her companions.Camone stood there with a complicated expression, his eyes lingering on the corpses of those compatriots for a long time.

"How does it feel?" Aksian walked over, "Not everyone has the chance to really taste the taste of revenge..."

"If they have really experienced it, they will find that it is not as good as they imagined." Camone shook his smooth forehead, "Maybe I should be happy that this is finally over, but I just feel... Empty. These hatreds, paranoia, and ambitions are all the shackles that the spider devil put on our race, and they are meaningless at all."

"I understand your feelings." Helotesia also came over, the golden flame on the broad sword was slowly extinguishing, "I have thought a lot about the nature of evil, and when you are free, maybe we can talk about it." Let's talk."

"Maybe." Camone glanced at the enemy whose head had been chopped off, "When I feel the need."

At this moment, a dull bell sounded from the copper pipe near the hanging cage.Karaline leaned over curiously, and found that there was a cover at the end of the copper pipe, with a line of small characters written on it: 'Please remove the cover when the bell rings'.

The scholar looked back at Lancelot, and after receiving the latter's nod, he reached out and lifted the cover covering the copper pipe.

"Hello? Can you hear me?" A voice came from the brass pipe, and it could be vaguely heard that it was the kobold innkeeper. "Hmm... is Sir Lancelot still there?"

"I'm here." Lancelot said, and the voice was accurately sent into the brass pipe, "What's the matter?"

"Oh! Good evening sir, I'm so glad to hear your voice." The Kobold's surprised tone sounded so exaggerated that it was easy to discern the hypocrisy in it, "It seems that something happened over there Some...unpleasant, do you need us to help clean it up? The price is very fair, each corpse only costs ten gold coins, if it is an edible type, I mean the one with meat on the bones, all of them are free..."

The kobold's words floated clearly from the sound transmission device, and everyone who listened couldn't help but looked at each other.As expected of a hotel chain opened in the abyss, there is such a professional service?

"No need." Lancelow shook his head, "It's not a big problem, we can handle it ourselves."

After all, these are members of Camone's tribe, so it's best to respect the opinions of the parties involved.What's more, the corpse itself can reveal a lot of secrets, so it's better to be cautious.

Most importantly, they haven't searched for the loot yet, so how could they just carry it away?

Without his special explanation, everyone started to act one after another. The scimitars and long swords of fine gold, the helmets and armors of mithril, the potions and amulets with unknown effects, no matter whether they were useful or not, they were all piled together first.

Brutal was naturally concerned about the enemy's wallets containing gold coins and gems.The drow are one of the richest races in the entire material plane. They occupy a large underground world rich in resources. They have the same desire for wealth and power. They are one of the few races that drive slaves to produce trade goods. Some highly skilled duergar and sbornefly are even treated well (compared to other slaves).

But these dark elves protect their wallets very well, even if they are dead.The dwarf tried to yank a small sack from his opponent's corpse, and several sharp blades flew out of the corpse's belt. If the dwarf hadn't reacted quickly enough, he might have cut off a few fingers up.

"Damn it!" Brutal yelled angrily. Although his hands were fine, a small piece of his beard was shaved off. "These bloody elves!"

"Don't be reckless, look at me." Cora ran over with a smile.She observed it carefully, and lightly stroked a certain part of the belt with a dagger, and suddenly a large number of throwing knives, crossbow bolts, and saw blades scattered on the ground, and there was a dark green liquid on it, which was probably poisoned.

"Moradin..." The dwarf swallowed, "We still need a professional."

Lancelot clutched the bag that had been taken from the only intact body of the Matron.He was pleasantly surprised to find that it was a dimensional bag, and carefully poked it in with his spiritual sense to check the situation inside.

"Crap!" Little Isa was not there, and Lancelow yelled, regardless of his image, "Why are you so poor!"

　Thank you ⑥ Master, seyguk for the monthly tickets of the two book friends!It's pretty early today, too. Have you caught up with everyone for dinner?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)