The Paladin in the Abyss-Chapter 644 - 668 Struggling to Support
Chapter 644 -668 Struggling to Support
Lancelot also noticed another detail: During the battle in front of Twin Bridges Town, the person fighting Tijana was a Demon Refinement clad in black armor, whereas the one who appeared now had skin covered in scales like armor. This meant that the force attacking them was not the same battered Demon Legion they had encountered at Twin Bridges Town, but another fully organized and well-staffed troop.
However, at this point in the battle, it no longer mattered who the enemy was. Thanks to their fierce fighting just moments ago, the lines of friend and foe had become entangled. Lancelot was under much less pressure than before, allowing him to spare some attention for Sonam’s situation.
The newly emerged Demon Refinement wielded an extremely unique weapon, measuring over fifteen feet in length and somewhere between a massive scepter and a double-edged Beheading Axe. One could also describe it as a Standing Bell equipped with a handle; at the end of the handle was another relatively smaller crescent-shaped axe blade, enabling its bearer to execute all sorts of unexpected attacks, leaving no doubt about the terrifying destructive power of this exotic weapon.
By contrast, even though Sonam had six arms, each ending in a Cold Iron Longsword especially effective against Fiends, she seemed significantly less imposing than her opponent.
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“Who are you?” she asked in a hoarse voice as she backed away.
“Greetings, Madam, the one about to kill you is the Earl Kabumore from Flagethoss,” the Demon Refinement said nonchalantly. “Let me tell you what will happen next. Of course, you’ll resist fiercely, but it won’t change the outcome in the least. I’ll cut out your heart and eat it, use magic to preserve your body, then I’ll pull out every single tooth in that pretty little mouth of yours…”
“Go to Hell!”
Enraged, Sonam launched an attack, with sword light slashing at the Demon Refinement named Kabumore from six different directions. The latter, as if expecting it, leaped backward and swung his gigantic weapon upwards, repelling the Serpent Demon’s assault.
“…That way, I won’t have to worry about getting scratched when I shove my precious into your mouth,” the Demon Refinement retorted with a fearsome slash as soon as he steadied himself. “I can hardly wait to see that lovely white liquid flowing out of your eyes, nostrils, and ears, hahaha!!!”
Clearly, the Demons were well aware of the emotional weaknesses of Demons: impulsiveness, anger, poor self-control, so they always tried to provoke their opponents into losing their cool before the battle even began.
Sonam deftly dodged the Demon Refinement’s slash, contorting her body strangely as the three longswords on one side simultaneously thrust at her opponent from below. The Demon Earl let out a strange laugh, flipping the direction of his weapon to bring the Moon Blade end down on the Serpent Demon’s shoulder, in a stance that seemed unafraid of mutual harm.
The Six-Armed Serpent Demon might have been high-ranked, but her physique was no match for the Demon Refinement. With superior agility, Sonam managed to retract her swinging arms just in time to block the Devils’ blow at the last moment. Nevertheless, the back of her swords smashed heavily against her chest, and she was immediately sent flying backward through the air.
“For the glory of the Nine Hells!”
The Demon Refinement roared victoriously, delivering a Heavy Slash that enveloped the entire figure of the Six-Armed Serpent Demon. However, he struck only an afterimage, as Sonam had timely invoked her short-range teleportation ability, narrowly avoiding the potentially lethal strike.
“Damn it, there’s no way to fight like this…” Lancelot’s sword-swinging suddenly burst forth, instantly knocking two Beard Demons to the ground, while he turned his head to shout to his companions, “Alamir! You take command! I need to back up Sonam!”
“What?” The Elf Priest’s voice sounded as if Lancelot asked him to bathe in public, “Why me?”
“You’re in the best position, and I know you’re not busy at all.” Lancelot’s figure flashed, and he was gone in an instant, leaving only his voice echoing in the original spot, “Don’t be stingy with your Divine Arts…”
“So big brother just left like that?”
Bruto was somewhat stunned for a moment, but a Large Cleaver suddenly swung at him snapped him back to reality. The Dwarf slightly adjusted his stance, using the toad-like open mouth on his helmet to block the descending weapon—it was probably the sturdiest part of his entire armor. Then, he thrust his Warhammer forward like a Dagger, accurately striking his opponent’s knee. Although the hit didn’t cripple the opponent, it forced the Beard Demon to kneel on the ground, and another iron-headed club suddenly extended from beneath the Dwarf and poked the Demon in the groin, making its body curl up like a cooked shrimp.
Bruto swung his Warhammer again, this time directly smashing into the back of the Beard Demon’s head. The Demon’s head exploded like a watermelon, and purple brain matter immediately splattered all over the Dwarf’s beard, while the base of his hammer was stuck with a palm-sized piece of skull with hair on it.
“Ew, that’s disgusting,” the Dwarf glanced at his Warhammer and forcefully threw it at another Beard Demon rushing towards him, “Here, take this, no need to thank me!”
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Lancelot’s silhouette was as fast as a leaf caught in a wild wind, and even if the Demons noticed his approach, they were too slow to intercept. In fact, many Beard Demons suddenly sported a line of blood on their bodies, and then split in half. Judging by the expressions of the victims, they had no idea what had happened.
In front of him, a colossal Deep Hell Demon Refiner furiously unleashed a barrage of attacks, while Sonam, relying on the Serpent Demon’s agility and extra four arms, struggled to hold on. The Longsword frequently collided with the Great Axe, sparking blinding flashes of light—Credit must be given to the Longswords, which were crafted under Bruto’s supervision and forged by Lancelot, for their outstanding quality. If there had been even a tiny flaw in the swords’ structure… they wouldn’t have to worry about after-sales service ever again.
But now, it seemed the owner of the Longsword would collapse before her weapon did. Another violent collision twisted Sonam’s three left arms into an odd angle, limply hanging at her side, most likely out of commission.
“Wahaha!” The Demon Earl let out a triumphant laugh, “Is this your limit, Madam?”
The more vicious the gaze of the Serpent Demon, the more intense the pleasure of the Demon Refiner. It raised its Great Axe, delivering a Horizontal Slash from left to right, intending to also break all the arms on the other side of the Serpent Demon. At that moment, the shadow behind it suddenly ‘stood’ up, and a dazzling cyan light tore through the darkness, illuminating the Human Knight wielding a sword.
Lancelot was still ten feet away from the back of the Demon General but dared not advance any further. However, it didn’t matter, as he had already set his sights on the target—the Demon Refiner’s long tail, which resembled a python, sticking out from behind its buttocks. The light on the Longsword was as bright as a blazing sun rising in the middle of the battlefield, and he slashed at the Demon Refiner’s tail as fast as Lightning.
