The Paladin in the Abyss

Chapter 404: Chapter 418: Arriving at the Throne Hall

The crowd hesitated before entering, and although Kalalin had already dispelled the extravagant Flame Illusion, Lancelot’s heart-thumping aura hadn’t faded one bit. Even knowing that he was not a Demon, it was still hard for the people to spot any flaws in his ‘disguise’.

Those who felt it most were naturally Kaladray and the others who had been lurking in the room in advance. When the Human Knight began to emit the aura of Demons, these brave warriors were almost ready to leap out and fight, but in the end, they were still stopped by Kaladray.

What the Scholar was pondering was, “Was it really necessary to pair it with those Flame Illusions? A Third Circle Spell slot, just wasted like that…”

“How did you… how did you do this?” The Great Elder Quirion asked hesitantly, a hint of caution in his eyes. Having been fully conscious throughout the battle with the Demons, the old Elf had seen the ‘Mutation’ process of the Succubus, and with the current aura of the Human Knight, it was indeed normal to be skeptical.

“It’s somewhat related to the Cultivation Technique I practice, but it’s a bit complicated to explain right now,” Lancelot waved his hand, “If you still want to return, then you’d better keep up.”

Without offering further explanations, he turned and headed for the corridor at the end of the room. After exchanging glances, the people eventually followed. Whether the intentions of this strange Human Knight were good or bad, the fact that the Demonic army was already at the gates of Pascaler was certain, and without him, these people could not have been freed from the eternal stasis.

The spiraling stairs upward were narrow, at some points allowing only two people to walk side by side, but the well-organized line made the journey smooth. The group quickly passed along the corridor from the edge of the vast cave-like barracks; originally, several exits were guarded, which would have easily revealed this large-scale party, but the pressure emitted by Lancelot kept those low and mid-rank Demons from daring to approach, allowing everyone to pass through without incident.

But it was no longer possible further up, where the Throne Hall and the portal were located, and the Succubus Guards inside would not be so easily frightened away.

Just as they were nearing the exit, the High Rank Demon aura on Lancelot began to fade, causing the Succubus Guards to shift from fear to suspicion. He would have liked to keep up the facade, but at the moment, the True Yuan within his Dantian was almost completely depleted, and he simply couldn’t maintain it any longer.

As the person leading the group, Lancelot still charged out without hesitation; devoid of True Yuan, he still had his powerful physical prowess and was utterly fearless in facing any Succubus one-on-one. As for numbers? He had more than two hundred people behind him, and as long as the exit wasn’t blocked, all would be well.

Although the Demons were already on alert, they were still unprepared for the sudden appearance of the Human Knight. Lancelot didn’t waste any words and immediately charged at the Succubus nearest to him while smoothly drawing the Giant Sword Glacier from his Dimensional Bag, fiercely slashing at the Demon.

Even without the assistance of True Yuan, Lancelot’s movement technique was still as fast as a Whirlwind. The Succubus he targeted barely managed to raise its own cudgel, and in the moment of collision with the Glacier, it was sent flying, exposing its wide-open chest.

Well, it wasn’t completely defenseless; the Succubus’ chest also had another pair of smaller, human-like arms that were now swinging fiercely forward, trying to push the Human Knight away.

The Demon’s attempt failed, and in the clash of power, Lancelot achieved a complete victory. Not only was he not pushed back, but he also used the residual momentum of his charge to lower his shoulder and slam violently into the enemy’s chest, flipping the large Demon, whose weight was more than ten times his own, onto the ground.

Another Succubus tried to rush over to provide support, but a streak of light flashed by, and a silver arrow pierced its calf, nailing the Demon in place. This attack came from the Elves’ Captain Kaladray, who followed Lancelot out of the passage but chose not to charge the enemy immediately. Instead, he leapt onto a nearby stone platform with agile movements, seizing the strategic high ground before initiating his assault.

Had Lancelot’s charging speed not been unreasonably fast, perhaps the Elves’ Captain would have been the one to strike first. Regardless, the two’s preemptive aggression ensured the safety of the passage entrance, and immediately, two more figures ran out from inside.

“Hahaha! Finally, a fight, eh?”

Bruto’s cheerful voice entered the room before he did. As soon as the Dwarf emerged, he spotted the nailed Succubus, took a couple of quick steps forward, and hurled his Magic Warhammer with force. The target, bending over and struggling to pull out the arrow that held it in place, was unaware of the rapidly approaching threat— especially since the birch-shafted arrow suddenly emitted a bright white light, making it as hard as Metal so that regardless of how hard the Demon tried, it couldn’t pull it out, rendering it oblivious to the incoming peril.

The Warhammer’s head slammed into the Demon’s antlered head with a cringe-inducing shatter. To be fair, Bruto’s intended target was the knee, but who could blame his aim when it was bowing its head? While the blow didn’t kill the Demon outright, it did knock it out cold on the spot, preventing it from rejoining the fight for the time being.

“Hey! That was my prey!” came a dissatisfied shout from a Dwarf’s head, and Bruto looked up to see an Elf giving him an irritated look.

“Come on, it’s not the time to be so petty!”

Although he spoke thus, the mischievous grin on Bruto’s face betrayed his true thoughts. While not particularly keen on killing, taking down an enemy surely felt good, Elves and Dwarfs alike.

Accompanying Bruto was another Elf Warrior, who adopted the same strategy as Kaladray: quickly gaining higher ground nearby and then shooting arrows at distant enemies. He too successfully hit his target, but couldn’t immobilize the Demon like his Captain did.

More warriors poured out of the portal, all of them immediately noticing the vast Portal in the hall, but these well-trained fighters didn’t stand idly— they systematically occupied various high points, unleashing a rain of arrows from their Longswords at the enemy, while some followed Lancelot’s lead, charging at the enemy with Longswords in hand.

Lancelot had already cleaved the fallen foe in half with his Giant Sword Glacier, and a great deal of blood gushed from the Demon’s abdomen, instantly staining the ground red. Yet the Demon wasn’t dead; it propped itself up with its smaller arms, swinging its massive pincers, trying to grab the Human Knight before it.

But its companions failed to display such bravery. The Demons unexpectedly found themselves outnumbered in their own lair, and the gap quickly widened to several tens times their number. The two furthest Succubi were still shouting loudly, but their legs were moving in the opposite direction of their enemy. They quickly reached the doors of the Throne Hall, and then ran away without looking back.

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