The Paladin in the Abyss

Chapter 310: Chapter 314: Receiving Flowers

Lancelot couldn’t help but be utterly shocked; the fate of the faithless was too grim. He should never die, at least not in this universe.

“If you haven’t decided which goddess to believe in, there’s no need to worry too much.” Seeing Lancelot’s uneasy expression, Alamir spoke to comfort him, “It’s enough to have mentioned the name of a goddess at any time. Have you ever expressed gratitude to the Goddess of Luck, Tamora, during your lucky moments? Or, having spent time with the Dwarves, have you occasionally said things like ‘By Moradin’s beard’? These acts won’t get you into heaven, but they are enough to get a Divine Envoy to ‘fish’ you out of the Stygian River. You will be deemed a nominal believer and reincarnated, provided, of course, that you’ve committed no sins that merit damnation in Barto Hell…”

“Well, I can still manage that,” Lancelot shrugged. “Had no idea there were so many secrets about the soul…”

“The weakness of the soul lies in its susceptibility to temptation,” the Elf Priest said with a helpless shake of her head. “The fiends of the lower realms have many ways to benefit from a fallen soul, and causing a soul to fall is so easy it’s sometimes beyond even the demons’ understanding.”

Alamir’s words left everyone in silence; Lancelot shook his head and began performing a spell, preparing to summon vines to dig a tunnel through the sea of flowers.

“Brother Lancelot, wait…” Little Isha suddenly tugged at his arm. “Can I try something first?”

“What do you want to try?” Lancelot felt a bit puzzled. The situation didn’t seem to call for vampire powers.

“I… I want to try to control those flowers,” the little girl’s words caused everyone to be taken aback. She was a vampire, not a druid. How could she possibly control these plants?

Unless…

“Because these flowers are vampiric plants?” Lancelot roughly guessed the reason. “Like how you can summon those bats?”

“They feel to me like many very weak vampires,” Little Isha explained to everyone. “Sir Zarovich taught me how to control derivatives of vampires; I want to try if it works on these strange flowers…”

“I see…”

Lancelot thought for a while, and with his spirit perception, he sensed that the aura of these demon palace roses was not strong, but their numbers were simply too many. It was difficult for him to take care of everyone at the same time, but it should not be a big issue for just Little Isha alone. Thus, Lancelot nodded and suggested:

“Let’s give it a try then. Everyone step back a bit, don’t trigger a chain reaction from these vampiric plants.”

Upon hearing this, everyone stepped back, leaving only Lancelot and little Isabelle behind. The latter took a deep breath and, with a resolute expression, slowly walked toward the dark red sea of flowers.

As she approached, the Demon Palace roses, spotted with black and gold, stirred noticeably. They seemed uncertain about whether to take flight and attack, evidently confused by Isabelle’s inhuman scent.

The vampire girl placed her right thumb in her mouth and bit into it with her unusually sharp canine teeth, breaking the skin. She then smeared the blood on the palm of her left hand, drawing a crescent moon symbol. She put her injured finger back in her mouth and uttered an unclear, incomprehensible chant while gently waving her blood-stained left hand toward the flowers.

A mysterious magic was activated. The bloodstain on Isabelle’s hand lit up, emitting a blinding red light. The Demon Palace roses illuminated by this light seemed to come alive. Their petals began to spin, lifting the whole bouquet slowly into the air, floating around the young vampire like swimming jellyfish.

Lancelot equipped himself with the Qingyun Sword and Shield and then cautiously stood behind Isabelle. Just as he had expected, the flowers floating in the air showed no intention of attacking him; it seemed they were truly under Isabelle’s control.

More flowers began to fly toward the girl in front of him, and in just moments, hundreds of roses were floating around Isabelle, creating a stunningly beautiful scene. However, compared to the vast sea of flowers ahead, the amount she controlled was less than one-tenth of the total. The red light in Isabelle’s hand was starting to dim, showing signs of weakening.

Seeing this, Lancelot frowned. This outcome had exceeded his expectations, but it would be a pity to end here. He gently placed his hand on Isabelle’s shoulder, carefully channeling a stream of True Yuan into her body.

The red light in the vampire girl’s hand immediately brightened, like throwing a bundle of dry leaves into a dying fire, even the range of the red light seemed to increase.@@novelbin@@

Isabelle’s complexion turned rosy. The warm current from her brother’s hand on her shoulder felt like a hot water bottle in the cold winter, making her feel very comfortable. Her body, which had almost reached its limit, suddenly regained strength, allowing her to continue trying to control more Demon Palace roses.

Lancelot was careful not to increase the speed of the True Yuan flowing into the young girl’s body. Although her expression did not show any discomfort, Lancelot, while feeding the True Yuan, also sensed the state of the meridians inside Isabelle. As a mortal (compared to a Spiritual Cultivator), Isabelle’s meridians were very delicate. If he increased the speed slightly, he might blow her up into pieces on the spot, and it was uncertain if she could survive in her vampire mist form.

In this manner, the young vampire acted like a lantern and Lancelot like the oil tank behind it, and together they slowly swept through the entire sea of flowers, bringing all the Demon Palace roses under Isabelle’s control. Thousands of bouquets floated above the young girl’s head, like a cloud made of flowers or a dark red school of fish in the ocean, beautifully dreamlike.

But those present held no illusions about the nature of these beautiful flowers, as the ground before them was covered with white bones and rotting flesh, reminiscent of the horrific mass grave they had seen at Oasis Fort. These bones were the very soil in which the Demon Palace roses grew.

Isabelle was only able to control so many Demon Palace roses with Lancelot’s support. The moment Lancelot stopped channeling True Yuan into her body, these bloodthirsty plants would immediately go out of control and attack everyone present.

Fortunately, Lancelot had already thought of a way to deal with this. He removed a Dimensional Bag from his waist, which had already been emptied and its contents transferred to another Dimensional Bag. He then guided Isabelle to gather all the roses into the Dimensional Bag until it was completely full.

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