The Paladin in the Abyss-Chapter 360 - 374: Coming Out of the Mountains Again
Chapter 360 -374: Coming Out of the Mountains Again
The next day, once it was light out, everyone left the city of Gaomendikolia and headed into the rugged mountains to the north, quickly disappearing from the vision of the Demon citizens. A new figure wrapped in a thick blanket, not an inch of skin exposed, had joined their party—it was the Zoel Elf, Kamoen.
Although Acheron did not wish for him to join this extremely dangerous mission, Kamoen persuaded the Elven Ranger with just one sentence.
“I have very few friends left; either let me help you complete this mission, or let’s die in there together.”
In the end, Lancelot nodded in agreement to let Kamoen join. His plan was essentially to run straight into the middle of the encirclement; should a battle break out, they must ensure the swift elimination of the enemy and not let a single one escape. Under such circumstances, the more strength they had, the more hope they had for success, and Kamoen had already proven himself to be an excellent warrior in the previous night’s battle.
They found a secluded wasteland in the mountains where everyone joined in digging a large pit for Kamoen to cremate the bodies of his kin.
Out of respect, when the fire was kindled in the pit, everyone stood back, leaving the Dark Elf alone by the edge. Lancelot was curious about what Kamoen was feeling at that moment—the burning corpses belonged to his nominal kin who had once killed his mother; he had left his clan over a hundred years ago, almost the lifespan of a human, yet his pursuers had still found him; and just as these pursuers were about to succeed, Lancelot and his party happened upon them, culminating in Kamoen aiding in the disposition of the bodies.
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No matter the outcome, when it was time to set out again, the Dark Elf’s steps seemed much lighter.
They stumbled upon an abandoned mine, where several Abyssal Gluttons and Abyssal Brutes were lurking near the entrance. Both of these demons were very primitive members of the Obyrith Demon Race, known for their ferocity, posing great danger to inexperienced Adventurers, but they were no match for Lancelot and his companions.
Unlike the Tanari Demons, the intelligence of the low-rank Obyrith Demons was even lower than that of beasts; they would blindly attack any enemy in a frenzy, completely disregarding the difference in strength between the parties. If a group of Coward Devils had seen Lancelot fully clad in Armor, they would have fled long ago.
Lancelot did not use the True Yuan within his body while fighting; one reason was to conserve strength, and the other was to give Kamoen and the team a chance to further familiarize themselves with each other’s fighting styles, to better coordinate in the upcoming mission.
Although the Zoel Elf had exhibited formidable frontal combat abilities the night before, he was even more adept at playing the role of an invisible battlefield assassin. During the fight, everyone often noticed the tips of blades suddenly jutting out from the throats or chests of opponents—a deadly stealth attack launched by Kamoen when the enemy least expected it.
While Bruto was somewhat dissatisfied that his prey was often snatched away, he agreed that having such a companion indeed sped up the resolution of battles. Of course, Kamoen had no real chance to assist Lancelot—with or without the Qingyuan Sword Technique, Lancelot could easily chop these low-rank demons to pieces with his sheer physical strength, and there was obviously no need for a finishing blow on the corpses.
After dealing with the enemies near the entrance, the team did not proceed further into the mine but instead set up camp to rest, waiting for nightfall.
Demons possess excellent dark vision, but the night can still mask the movements of the party. As the sun began to set, they set out once again, carefully proceeding toward the mountain peak planned in their strategy.
They spent about an hour on the road, arriving at their destination before the sky went completely dark. Then, perched at the edge of a cliff, the comrades observed the fortress below, struggling to suppress the excitement of the impending action. Once the last afterglow of the twilight had disappeared, everyone reconfirmed the plan of action and then separated, each slipping into a Dimensional Bag.
Lancelot looked at Elothysia before him, took a deep breath, and slipped an exquisitely crafted ring onto his ring finger. A light blue magical glow flashed by, and the Knight clad in full plate armor was gone, replaced by a Succubus with astonishing looks and figure, her armor now designed to provide protection only to key parts of her body.
Ever since she had become a Holy Warrior, Elothysia had not paid much attention to her own appearance, but at this moment, she truly felt defeated. How could Lancelot, a human male, simply using a Transformation Ring, appear even more beautiful than she did?
“What’s wrong?” Lancelot noticed the Succubus Paladin’s expression was a bit strange, “Is there a problem?”
“She’s obviously mesmerized by you, boss.” The skull hanging on Lancelot’s waist spoke, “Though I can’t see your face from this angle, those long white legs are really… impressive.”
“No, just marveling at the power of Tigana.” Elothysia smiled and shook her head, “If it had been my hair, the effect surely wouldn’t have been this good. Let’s hurry up and set off, we wouldn’t want everyone in the Dimensional Bag to get too cramped.”
“Heh, alright.” Lancelot chuckled, bent over to pick up the backpacks of Koula and Kalalin, and slung them over his back. One of the fundamental principles of Spatial Magic is that two separate dimensional spaces cannot overlap, as it would lead to disastrous consequences. That’s why his companions couldn’t carry such equipment and enter his Dimensional Bag, and Cromwell, who also possessed a storage space, couldn’t enter it either.
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Then, with a tap of his left index finger on his right wrist, a thick shadow enveloped the two Succubi like armor, making their figures even harder to discern against the dark night sky.
“Let’s go!” Lancelot said softly, then took a leap, jumping from the edge of the cliff.
Instead of spreading his wings right away, he used gravity to accelerate his descent, the cold air slamming against the face of the Human Knight. The experience was very unfamiliar but made him feel incredibly free, as if he could turn into a gentle breeze and dissipate between heaven and earth…
But now was not the time to savor that sensation. Lancelot regained his focus and spread his wings with force. His figure traced a large arc in the air, shifting from a vertical drop to gliding forward.
Behind him, Elothysia flew with much more grace. The genuine Succubus made the turn with a very slight curve, easily following just to the side and behind Lancelot.
“For a beginner, your flying skill is quite impressive. Has anyone taught you?”
Elothysia’s voice sounded directly in Lancelot’s mind. All Succubi have the ability for mind communication, which allows them to interact directly with any creature within a 60-foot radius, even bypassing language barriers. Creatures without this ability can respond to such communication but cannot refuse or sever the connection.
“Sometimes Tigana wanted to show me some special vistas.” Lancelot replied briefly, his eyes sweeping back and forth across the fortress below to ensure that no one had noticed the two shadows streaking across the sky.
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