The knight in the abyss

Chapter 646
After Balor, more demonic reinforcements appeared.The cowards like a flock of sheep are acting extremely brave at this moment, launching a siege towards the remaining devils like ants in icing sugar; A demon's favorite pastime—slaughter—and with very little risk.

Lancelot didn't stay where he was, but quickly ran towards his companions.All the mercenaries along the way cheered him, because everyone knew very well that most of the credit for being able to hold the victory firmly in their hands now was due to the human knights.Without Lancelot's astonishing move just now, the devil and the devil would have stepped on their corpses to start a fierce battle at this moment.

Soon, the figures of his companions appeared in his field of vision, and seeing that everyone was still standing, he finally let go of his long-hanging heart.Apparently, everyone had been through a tough battle: the shields of the four dwarves looked like they would fall apart at any moment, and their bodies were red with blood, some of their own, but most of them were the enemy's; Trapped in his power armor, his younger brother was trying to free him with a screwdriver and wrench; the half-elf Tania stared blankly at the demon corpse in front of her, seemingly unaware that her hands holding the shadow halberd were violently trembling.

On the other side of the line, the old paladin Evandel was also covered in blood, and the long sword in his hand was replaced by a long-handled machete of a Sumo at some point, but he was showing an extremely comfortable smile on his face. The gloom on his body also disappeared; Glory, the tiefling boy who was following him, had already slumped on the ground, looking as if he had just escaped from a burning house, and his sister was taking care of him , but it doesn't look like there's even a scrape on his body - Lancelot knows that's the characteristic of a blood drinker, the gift that the tiefling boy got from his miserable life as a blood slave, allowing him to absorb the enemy's blood in battle life energy.

Only two people seemed to be unharmed, one was the demon monkey girl Jing, she was squatting on a raised rock, holding a tempting peach to feast on.That relaxed look might make people misunderstand that she didn't make much effort just now, but the iron-headed rod with both ends turned dark red next to it proves that is not the case; the other is Aramiel, the elf priest is holding He bandaged the dwarves with bandages and ointments. Judging from the cleanliness of his body, no enemy died within ten feet of him.

"Ha! Lancelot! You're finally back!" Brutal waved his hands enthusiastically at him, his bandaged neck looked very funny, "I knew that big purple devil couldn't catch up with you!"

"It's really not there." Lancelot walked over with a smile, "It's great that everyone is fine, it seems that it's no big deal without me."

"Sir Lancelot, the skills you taught are indeed very useful." Rurik Stoneshield's nose was red as if he was drunk, and he had obviously not recovered from the excitement brought about by the battle, "We are like stones , didn’t take half a step back!”

"But just barely overwhelmed by those beard-stinging monsters," added the pale Flint Luger, who had a huge gash on his right shoulder, but the bleeding had stopped, and the elf The priest was carefully pouring a white powder around the wound, "Thanks to Mr. Aramiel, if it weren't for his large-scale light magic, we would have been torn to pieces by the enemy now."

"I saw it just now, but the battle was too intense at that time, so I didn't look carefully." Lancelow looked at Aramiel curiously, "What's the matter with that beam of light? I don't think it's powerful enough to kill Sumo in an instant." The extent, but the scope is really large..."

"The goddess answered my prayers during the battle, and bestowed a brand new five-ring magic: Dawn." Alamir replied with a happy face, "This magic can create a beam of light with a radius of thirty feet, which lasts at most 1 minute, but you are right, as long as you run out of the beam of light immediately, the damage is definitely not enough to kill the demons of the level of bearded demons, but the obedience of the demons to discipline prevents them from leaving the team without authorization, and the mercenaries They stood in front of them stubbornly again, which made a large number of demons melted by me. Did you notice the dark red swamp? Those are all..."

"Uh, I understand, I don't need to say any more." Lancelot shook his head with a wry smile, "I didn't expect the devil to follow the rules to such an extent..."

"That's why the Baatezu are the real lunatics." Sonam's voice sounded faintly, and she was swimming towards the crowd with a kind of hair-ridden elegance, "But compared with you, their madness It's nothing at all..."

"General." Lancelot saluted the snake demon politely, and the rest of the partners followed suit, "How is your arm injured?"

"The bones inside were broken into seven or eight pieces, and it will take several hours to fully recover." Sonam casually shook the three arms hanging on the left side of his body, "I really don't know whether to say you are brave or stupid , dare to take the initiative to provoke a deep-hell refiner..."

"But if you fall, we will lose." Lancelot shrugged, "And my dodging and escaping skills are top-notch, and you have seen it. With these two abilities, I am sure it It won't kill me for a while."

"Yeah, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I..." The snake demon stared at Lancelot with a strange look, as if the other party had done something that made her very annoying.

"You're welcome." Lancelot could tell what the snake demon was struggling with at a glance, "We are now companions, and we should help each other."

"Hmph." The snake demon narrowed his eyes dangerously, but he still said softly after all, "I owe you a favor... Alright. Hurry up and pack up your equipment, those two slutty bitches finally succeeded, the illusion ahead We've been dispersed, and we're off right now."

"What?" Lancelot was really shocked, "What about those wounded?"

"Those who can keep up will follow along, and those who can't..." the six-armed snake demon looked up at the vultures circling in the sky, "Those birds will take good care of them."

"Are you saying that we have to leave the seriously injured?" Lancelot said in shock, "Please forgive me, ma'am, I will never agree to do that."

"I am the commander of this army." The snake demon's face instantly became very scary, "Those seriously wounded will only become our burden, slowing down the marching speed, and blocking the next battle. Can't help at all, so why should I care about their lives?"

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