The knight in the abyss

Chapter 797 The method of cracking
"So that's it!" Kara Lin excitedly paced back and forth on the spot, "Is it so ingenious? It's so interesting..."

"Are you praising the person who set us up?" Brutal glared at Kara Lin angrily, "I don't care about the principle, I just want to know, if we want to go out, what should we do?"

"Uh, go out..." The dwarf's question stunned the scholar, "If a new corridor is generated every time you pass a corner, then if you want to go out, you have to..."

The excitement on Kara Lin's face quickly faded, he swallowed, and said in a difficult tone:
"Someone stay."

"Explain." Lancelot asked calmly.

"It's very simple, we have to separate." Kara Lin took a deep breath, "One group of people stay where they are, and the other group of people move on."

"Whoever goes forward will get out?"

"Some people will go out, but they don't necessarily have to move forward." Kara Lin shook his head, "Based on the non-superimposed principle of space, the magic effect that caused us to keep circling will only continue to take effect on one group of people. It is possible It is left behind, or it may move on, it all depends on the will of the caster when creating this 'trap'. It's just..."

"Will anyone in it be in danger?"

"That's right. The caster is likely to set up some kind of insurance mechanism. Once someone successfully leaves, it will be triggered, and those who are still in the spell will be eliminated... I can't predict what kind of danger it will be."

"Well." Lancelot nodded, "That's how it is, I'm in a team, and you are in a team. No matter who goes out, try to remove the effect of this spell as soon as possible, so that your companions can leave."

The partners looked at each other, and everyone knew in their hearts that this was indeed the safest way, as both sides had the greatest probability of surviving, but in this way, wouldn't Lancelot put himself in danger again?

"Brother..." The little vampire looked worried, "Is this... really all right?"

"Do not worry."

"It's up to you in the end." Brutal said in a muffled voice, "This feeling is terrible, as if I am a completely useless piece of trash..."

"No, no, you're not weak." Lancelot chuckled, "It's mainly because I'm too strong."

"Ha, that's true."

"It's good to know. Let's go, see you later."

Lancelot turned around, and walked towards the end of the passage under the eyes of his partners.When he passed the corner again, Lancelow didn't feel any difference. There was still an identical corridor in front of him, but the figures of his companions were gone.

But there was a white bandage tied around the neck of a skeleton in the corner.

Lancelot reached into the dimensional bag, and when he retracted, he was already holding two powerful weapons from the upper plane.

"I can feel the evil here." The voice of Zariel's sword sounded, "This place should be completely destroyed..."

"Aha, I didn't expect to be able to come out so soon to breathe again." The Strike of the Starry Sky said with a smile, "I thought you were really not afraid at all."

"How can you not be afraid?" Lancelot brought the two swords to his face. "I need your help. Others may also be in danger. I must get out of here as soon as possible."

"Of course, I am happy to help you."

While they were talking, there was the sound of rock rubbing in the corridor ahead, and the lids of all the sarcophagi were pushed away by some mysterious force, and corpses sat on them.These corpses seemed to have just died, and the flesh and blood still remained on their bones, but they were slightly swollen, making their appearance even more terrifying.In addition, the armor on their bodies and the weapons in their hands seemed to have been soaked in oil, shining under the illumination of the magic chandelier.

"Do you think the enemy is dirty?"

"of course not."

"very good."

The living corpses began to rush towards the human knight, who walked forward at a walking speed.The first thing to arrive in front of him was a long knife. Lancelow swung his left hand holding Star Strike upwards, and easily knocked the long knife away, while the right hand holding Zariel's sword stabbed forward at the same time, and the tip of the sword directly stabbed Into the opponent's mouth, and then out from the back of the head.

The second foe carried a poleaxe, which held the weapon aloft as if it were a log to be chopped off by Lancelot.This time, the human knight used the longer Zariel Sword to withstand the opponent's ax blade, took a big step forward, inserted the Star Strike into the enemy's armpit, rotated half a circle, and then Pulled back.

The next enemy is armed with a mace and shield, a combination Lancelot is very familiar with.This enemy seems to want to defend first, and then take the opportunity to counterattack when Lancelow hits the shield-a reasonable choice, but the enemy is not suitable.Lancelot split the shield in two with a single sword, with his head stuck behind the shield.

No matter how the enemy attacked him, Lancelow always maintained a steady forward speed, methodically knocking down the enemies around him one by one.It must be admitted that with two divine weapons in hand, it is not difficult to do this. Although the number of enemies is large, they are not enough to make up for the gap in strength between them and Lancelot.

The human knight passed through the entire corridor, behind him were countless empty coffins, as well as stumps and broken arms all over the ground.When he reached the corner at the end of the corridor, a gray barrier appeared in front of him, preventing him from moving forward.Lancelot stretched out his hand and pushed, and found that the barrier was like a cold stone wall, and it gave him a supernatural sense of solidity.

"A space barrier?" Starstrike's relaxed voice sounded again, sounding like a nobleman visiting an art exhibition, "You're really lucky, with me around, this kind of thing is useless at all..."

"Can you break the barrier?"

"Of course, I am made of fragments of the astral world. For me, any distortion of space is like a fold in cloth, and I am a piece of iron." The middle-aged elf male voice said in a subtle way Selling himself, "And those activities just now have heated up this iron."

"How to do it specifically? Do you poke it directly?"

"Yes."

Lancelot shrugged, raised his left hand, and stabbed towards the gray barrier in front of him.There was a sharp, brief, and not loud buzzing in his ears, followed by a crisp cracking sound, and the barrier gradually dissipated in the air.A black shadow suddenly rushed out from the other side of the corner, and hit the wall obliquely in front of it heavily.Lancelot took a closer look and found that it was Brutal, and other familiar figures quickly appeared in front of him.

"Brother!" A soft body threw himself into Lancelow's arms happily, "I knew you would be fine!"

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