The knight in the abyss

Chapter 868 Can't Rest

Bobby had killed more than ten enemies, more than he'd killed in his 20 years as a gang member combined.The excitement of the battle gradually faded, and he began to feel physically exhausted, but Bobby believed that he was far from reaching his limit.

A scream suddenly sounded behind him, causing his heart to fall into an ice cellar in an instant--undead creatures would not make such a sound when they were killed.Bobby turned his head in panic, and found that a jihadist who came with him was falling down clutching his stomach, and the one who killed him was a special skeleton warrior—different from the undead creatures with dilapidated equipment around him, The skeleton was wearing well-maintained plank armor, holding a double-edged battle ax shining with cold light in its hand, and purple flames were burning in its fleshless eye sockets, and it happened to turn its head to look at Bobby at this moment.

At that moment, Bobby felt as if his spirit had been struck by the tomahawk. He felt a completely irresistible fear, and his whole body was like a magic spell, not to mention turning around and running away. , couldn't even raise his own arm.

This was obviously some kind of special ability of this enemy, it rushed towards Bobby suddenly, the battle ax was raised high, ready to finish the paralyzed enemy.But at the moment when Bobby thought his life was about to end, a rushing figure slammed into the skeleton warrior fiercely, making its beheading action deviate from the target.

Bobby could see clearly that his old buddy Terry had saved his life.Terry already had several wounds of different shades on his body. He looked quite embarrassed, but he didn't seem to be affected by that fear effect, and he waved his weapon at the skeleton warrior furiously.

Regrettably, the strength of this opponent is far higher than that of Terry. The three swords swung by humans in a row were all parried by the enemy, but the movement of the fourth sword was completely deformed. With a light trip, Terry fell to the ground.

The high-level undead opened his mouth and let out a piercing laugh like a mouse grinding his teeth, stepped on Terry's back, and would end the fallen human in the next second.Such a scene greatly stimulated Bobby, he did not know when he had regained control of his body, he rushed forward desperately, raising his shield to cover his friend who had just saved his life.

The tomahawk slammed heavily on the shield, and Bobby heard a clear crisp sound in his ears, followed by a terrible pain.He knew he was broken, but the old man was safe—at least for the time being.The left arm tied with the shield hangs down feebly, Bobby can no longer care about the pain, he rotates his body as fast as he can, and swings the mace towards the part of the skeleton warrior closest to him.

The hammer head of the mace hit the target, and Bobby was happy to see that the war hammer smashed the skull's ankle, but the next moment he felt a terrible coldness, and half of the ax blade appeared in his vision.His speed was still slow, and he couldn't completely destroy the opponent's attack. In the end, he was chopped on his own neck by the battle axe.

To his surprise, it didn't hurt.

But then he realized that he was looking at his body from a third person's perspective, as if in a dream.He was happy to see Terry get up, but the enemy who lost one foot was unable to stand still, showing a big flaw, and Terry hit his wrist with a sword.Two more jihadists came to join the battle, and the crippled enemy gradually ceased, and was soon reduced to fragments under the siege of sword blades, war hammers and spear points.

Terry came over and looked at the corpse that had obviously lost his life, with a look of helplessness in his eyes.

"I have avenged you, old man." Terry said in a voice only he could hear clearly, "Don't worry, we will meet again soon..."

Bobby really wanted to tell him that he was not in a hurry, but the other party had already turned and left, rushing towards the next enemy, and at this moment, Bobby felt an irresistible force that dragged him away from the area. Chaotic battlefield.The world passed by him quickly, and the temple of the Lord of the Dead appeared in front of him again. The difference was that he did not encounter any obstacles this time, and directly entered the temple.

In the next moment, he found himself standing in a spacious stone room, without any wounds on his body, and felt unusually light and comfortable, as if he had returned to his childhood.There was someone else in the room, a man in a silver gray mask looking at him, and Bobby knew immediately who that figure was.

"My Lord!" Bobby was about to kneel down excitedly, but was stopped by some invisible force.

"You don't have to do that, my disciple." Kelemvor said in a quiet tone. "I have read your life. You have done many wrong things, but you have committed no unforgivable sin. In the past In the past few days, because of your belief in me, you have changed a lot, especially the act of sacrificing for your friends in the end, which I appreciate very much.”

"Thank you, Lord." Bobby bowed his head a little ashamedly, "I didn't think much about it at the time..."

"And that is especially valuable." Kelenvor nodded, "As my believer, and in the state of your last life, you are fully qualified to enjoy eternal sleep in my kingdom. But I believe you are also aware that now is an extraordinary moment , we must stop the Lich Peyton Derek, and Cyric, the black hand behind the scenes. So, are you willing to return to the world and fight for me again?"

"Of course, my lord." Bobby raised his head abruptly, "Your wish is my mission."

"Very well, thank you very much." Kelemvor nodded again, "Leave through the door behind, someone is already waiting for you."

"Obey, my lord..."

Bobby turned around and found an exit with a white curtain hanging on the wall, so he lifted the curtain and walked out.The moment he stepped through the door, a certain familiar feeling returned. He felt his body became heavy, his eyesight seemed to have declined, his ears seemed to be blocked with a layer of cotton, and he could no longer hear the airflow around him clearly. The sound was flowing.

He knew exactly what that meant.

The entrance was a spacious hall like a church. There were already many people sitting on the benches. Kelemvor's emblem was hung on the surrounding walls, and someone was distributing weapons and equipment on the platform at the bottom.A strong and powerful hand clapped on his shoulder, and the owner of the palm called out his name at the same time.

Bobby turned around quickly and looked in surprise at the strong orc in front of him who seemed to only exist in memory.

"Boss Olga? Why are you here?"

"I also want to ask the same question. That Kelemvor said that he was facing a big battle and asked me if I would like to help... Hahahaha, can you imagine that He would actually ask an orc if he would like to participate in the battle !” Olga showed a rather ferocious smile, “Speaking of which, you’ve already fought once, right?”

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