Chapter 224 Trapped in a Deadly Situation
Chapter 224 Trapped in a Deadly Situation
"You'd better hold onto this." Elothysia tossed the amulet to Lancelot. "In your hands, it will be most effective."
Lancelot reached out and caught it, considered for a moment, nodded, and put the amulet into his storage bag.
"When I have the strength, I will definitely find a way to completely resolve this issue for you," Lancelot promised.
"You don't need to make any promises to me, it's I who owe you more," Elothysia shook her head. "Moreover, don't go after my former master casually. Although I once defeated it with my companions on the Prime Material Plane, a Barlow Flame Demon is nearly invincible in its own lair."
"Of course, I won't attempt recklessly," Lancelot smiled, but he resolved within his heart that given the chance, he must kill that detestable Flame Demon, not only for the Succubus Paladin but also for the former Holy Warrior who had just perished by his hand.
"Enrique is finally dead," the skull nearby spoke up. "But if we don't have any good ideas, it won't be long before we meet the same fate."
At these words, everyone's face changed. Lancelot looked around and saw they were in a closed space, thirty feet square and about ten feet high, with no apparent exits. If they couldn't find a way out soon, they would likely suffocate to death once the air ran out.
Lancelot hurriedly took out the Twin Bridges Town emblem that Tijana had given him, but he immediately realized that the item was no longer usable. The magical power within the emblem had been heavily suppressed, and the emanations were in tumult.
"We won't be able to return to Twin Bridges Town with that item," Kalalin preempted Lancelot's question. "In the Great Abyss, teleportation magic doesn't work properly. Using it is like jumping into a meat grinder without knowing if it's on. Unless we really have no other choice, I don't suggest you gamble with your luck."
"I'm sorry... It's because of me that everyone ended up in this situation," the Succubus Paladin said with a dim expression.
The human knight had already taken off all his armor and put on a lightweight robe; his face was very serious, as if he had just made some kind of significant decision. Discover hidden content at My Virtual Library Empire
"I'm going to... make an attempt. If it succeeds, my strength will greatly increase, enough to take us back to the surface," he said, standing up and looking at everyone. "But I only have a thirty percent chance of success, so Bruto, your attempt to dig a tunnel is our other hope. But if we both fail, then we'll have to go with Koula's plan. Little Ysa, we'll rely on you then."
"Don't worry!" The dwarf thumped his chest confidently but accidentally pulled down his beard.
He instantly froze, his eyes widening as he touched his chin and mouth, and then all the hair on his face fell to the ground.
"What... what's going on?" the dwarf asked confusedly, looking at everyone. "Why... why did my beard fall out?"
"I'm afraid it's because of that black bile from earlier," Alamir said apologetically, even though elves never grew beards, he could sympathize with the dwarf's pain. "I'm sorry, the healing spell can't preserve your beard, but with that belt, you should be able to grow an even better one soon."
"Ahhhh! That detestable monster! My beard that I had finally grown!" Bruto stamped his feet in anger, looking like he was about to explode with rage.
"It's not so bad," Koula chimed in to comfort him. "You look a lot younger now."
"I look like a beardless gnome!" the dwarf said indignantly. "What in the world was that creature?"
"That was a giant skull demon," Kalalin exhaled sadly, "I should have realized when I saw those strange limbs. They are a very ancient type of Obyrith demon, masters of flesh who can create organs and limbs through the chaotic energy of the Great Abyss. You all saw its twisted and insane form. If it weren't for Elothysia today, our minds would have been shattered, turned into drooling idiots, seeing it as the most perfect life form in the universe, and feeling supreme pride in being able to serve such a perfect being."
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