The Paladin in the Abyss-Chapter 407 - 421: Breaking Through the Encirclement
Chapter 407: Chapter 421: Breaking Through the Encirclement
The warriors, still fighting fiercely, felt a surge of spirit as the Elven captain immediately commanded,
“Archers, retreat! Everyone else, do not panic, tighten the formation!”
If it had been the Demons’ army, they would certainly have fled in an every-man-for-himself scramble, fearing to become the stepping stone for another, but the Elves were different. They moved backwards in orderly steps while still fighting, the warriors on the flanks moving back faster, turning the initially straight line into an arc, to avoid putting too much pressure on the center of the line.
The line stopped again less than ten feet from the Portal, and everyone unleashed their utmost fighting power to swiftly eliminate the enemies before them, gaining a brief respite before the next wave of Demons charged at them.
“Everyone through the Portal! Quick, quick, quick!”
There was no struggle for position nor undue politeness, those closer went first, and those farther back covered their retreating comrades. The Portal was very spacious, clearly designed for the larger Demons, thus allowing several warriors to pass through simultaneously. However, as the number of defenders rapidly decreased, the fight became much more perilous.
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As the others retreated towards the Portal, a few of the strongest warriors gathered around Kalalin. The Scholar was still struggling to maintain the Web Technique, and everyone was acutely aware that once the Spell was lifted, the Demons trapped in the web would instantly overwhelm them, hence, nothing could be allowed to happen to him until the very last moment.
Lancelot, of course, remained there too, and compared to the lack of attention he’d gotten before, he now became the target of the Demons’ assaults, handling several enemies by himself.
A Battle Axe swung down towards his head, which Lancelot dodged by stepping aside; immediately following, a Spiked Hammer came slanting towards him, which the Human Knight again narrowly avoided by rolling over. As he twisted his body, the hidden Glacier suddenly made an Upper Slash, like a thug’s dagger thrust from behind his cloak, striking a Berserk Demon in the unprotected armpit, severing the arm that held the Spiked Hammer at the shoulder.
The agonized Demon, ignoring his injury, opened his mouth to bite the Human Knight, but before its teeth could make contact, the pommel of Glacier harshly smashed atop its head. The hard pommel, like a hammer, directly crushed the Berserk Demon’s skull in.
Though the head was not a Demon’s weak point, it still controlled their bodily muscles. The limbs of the Berserk Demon instantly stiffened, and it fell straight to the ground, its orange eyes losing focus in its dilated pupils. Even if not dead, it wouldn’t be rising any time soon.
Lancelot had no time to finish off this Demon, simply disabling one enemy was enough under the current circumstances. Another Berserk Demon swung its axe almost reaching his back, but Lancelot’s figure bizarrely twisted just then, and the next moment the Demon found its axe clashing against the Great Sword.
The heavy blade of the axe was caught on the blade of the Great Sword. The Berserk Demon roared, trying to overpower the Human Knight’s defense, but the Human Knight suddenly withdrew his force, pulling the Great Sword backward, causing the Demon to immediately lose balance and stumble forward.
These Demons wore armor, but it was ill-fitting with many gaps, obviously not tailor-made for Berserk Demons. In his ten years of following Albert’s “rebellion”, Lancelot’s most frequent opponents were other knights in Full Body Armor like himself, finding gaps in the armor as easily as drinking water.
Glacier traced a full-moon like arc through the air, striking an unprotected spot on the lower back of a Berserk Demon. The cold steel blade easily cut through the Demon’s flesh, slicing the creature, two heads taller than the Human Knight, in half like a carrot chopped by a housewife.
Lancelot’s Great Sword did not pause; it swung around again, striking the shoulder of an enemy trying to ambush Alamir. The strike did not penetrate the metal shoulder armor, but the immense force shattered the bones beneath.
Without the assistance of True Yuan, Lancelot’s killing efficiency had indeed dropped, but it had been a long while since he’d enjoyed such a fight, relying solely on strength and skill. His Great Sword spun constantly at his side, stirring up a whirlwind of blood and flesh, and those Berserk Demons bold enough to attack him were either dead or maimed, none lasting more than three moves against him.
“Lancelot! That’s enough!” Kaladray’s voice rang in his ear, “Prepare to retreat!”
“You go first!” Lancelot roared back without turning his head, “Go to that side to meet me!”
Upon hearing this, the Elf captain wasted no more words. He fought while retreating, covering for the others as they entered the portal one after another and vanished in an instant. Bruto then shoved Kalalin into the portal while the Scholar maintained his spellcasting posture until the last moment, right before the Dwarf himself jumped in too.
Lancelot and three other daring Elf warriors stayed until the very end. Once Kalalin left, the effect of the web spell immediately expired. The demons, trapped inside, howled and rushed towards the few remaining, but they were still dozens of feet away, giving the group some time to respond.
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These warriors each had their own unique moves, using either pushing or tripping to briefly incapacitate their foes. Lancelot’s True Yuan was nearly depleted, but there was still a bit left, just enough to suddenly activate the Qingyuan Sword Technique and split an unguarded opponent in two.
At this point, Lancelot no longer hung around to fight. He decisively turned and charged into the portal with the other warriors.
He had gone through teleportation several times before, but this was the most comfortable one. He felt no dizziness or flipping sensation. Had the scenery not changed suddenly, he wouldn’t even have noticed he had arrived elsewhere.
“Is there anyone still behind?” Kaladray’s voice reached his ears, “Did everyone make it out?”
“That’s everyone.” Lancelot immediately replied, “I was the last one.”
“Activate the teleportation formation!” Kaladray shouted toward the back, “Ignore what’s behind, just charge to the teleportation formation! Pascaler is waiting for us!”
As his words ended, another blue-white portal lit up behind their group. Everyone burst out at their fastest speed and rushed through it, completely ignoring another portal behind them that was spewing out a large number of demons. The teleportation array would only stay activated for 6 seconds before it closed immediately. If any demons foolishly followed them, they would surely be out of luck.
Lancelot was the last one to run in, just in time to kick a following Berserk Demon back through the portal. Compared to the previous portal he had crossed, this teleportation felt a lot more uncomfortable. He felt the world spinning around him, up and down, tumbling, as if he had jumped into the eye of a storm. The next moment, he found himself lying on a warm… no, a pile of warm bodies.
Beneath him, more than two hundred people were piled up like small mountains, and he was at the peak of one of these mounds.
“Ah… so heavy…”
Beneath him, Elf Mage Leah’s moaning startled him into shivering, and he quickly rolled to one side.
His ears picked up more sounds, and Lancelot turned his head to see they were in a deserted hall. Through the windows on the wall, he could see the fierce battle outside. The armies of demons had reached the city walls, engaging in brutal melee combat with the defenders. Several sections of the wall seemed to be completely overrun, with numerous demons jumping into the city amid a chorus of battle cries.
A smile appeared on Lancelot’s face. Good, there was still time!
