The Paladin in the Abyss

Chapter 316: 320: A Different World

Chapter 316: Chapter 320: A Different World

That was the Essence of Flame gifted to him by Baro’s master, Kaldu; most of it had been refined on the spot, leaving only a small part of the essence within the essence untouched. This essence had emerged during his Foundation Establishment, attempting to transform Lancelot’s body, but many of the Spirit Stones he used for his Foundation Establishment were provided by the Succubus’s Angel lover, which contained the Spiritual Energy of the Heavens that neutralized the influence of the Demons’ gift.

At the time, Lancelot thought the hidden dangers of the Demons’ gift had been resolved. It seemed that was not the case.

More shadows rushed towards him, and the anger in Lancelot’s heart grew even more intense. Since this was his own rage and not the effect of an external magic, the defense prohibitions in the bamboo slip were not activated.

More of the Essence of Flame was drawn from his body, their energy nearly depleted, but meeting with Lancelot’s Wood Attribute True Yuan was like adding fuel to fire. With Lancelot’s emotions running high, he naturally failed to notice anything amiss.

Additionally, this was his first time as a Spiritual Cultivator to let rage completely dominate him. Even though Lancelot was still coherent, he was likely marveling at the wonders of the Tao of Cultivation, that even his rage was more formidable than that of others.

In order to break through the hindrance of the shadows, Lancelot further stimulated the operation of his Cultivation Technique, demanding more strength from his body. Meanwhile, the Essence of Flame under such stimulation began to remodel his flesh, to better wield their power.

If this state continued, it was feared that the body of the Human Knight would undergo some permanent changes.

But suddenly, the wail of the Succubus changed; although still piercing, this time it was a genuine scream. Nearly transparent flames rose from within her, and the surrounding shadows crazily rushed back towards her.

Lancelot felt the pressure on him lighten, but in his Berserk State, he hardly thought much about it. He charged forward with a fierce lunge, his longsword flickering with dazzling red Sword Aura whirling out continuously, slicing the Succubus’s hazy phantom into hundreds of fragments, completely dissipating into the thin air.

Having lost his target, Lancelot stopped, turning around with a violent motion, his eyes blazing with a white-hot glow as if searching for the next target.

But things were a little different in this world.

The Succubus Paladin ran to Alamir’s side, knelt on the ground, and straightened the body of the Priest. She herself was gravely injured, but seemed to pay no mind, focusing solely on her actions.

“There’s still time, quickly bring the others here! I need Diamonds to cast spells, the bigger, the better!” After confirming that the Elf had no fatal wounds, Elothysia looked up and shouted to the others. Her voice was hoarse and urgent, yet filled with hope.

“Diamonds?” Lancelot paused, then seeming to recall something, his face lit up with joy. He reached into his Dimensional Bag, pulled out a Gem Bag, and with a flick of his hand, the bag landed firmly next to the Succubus. Elothysia casually opened the bag and discovered it was filled with sparkling, glistening diamonds that glowed like a bag of stars in the dark room.

The movements of the Succubus paused briefly; after all, diamonds are difficult for any intelligent female creature to resist.

But she quickly resumed her actions, reaching in to take out a medium-sized diamond and placing it between the closed eyes of the Elf. Then, with her hands crossed, she began to pray in the language of the Heavens. Without Clone Well’s help, Lancelot could not understand the melodious language that was like sung verse, but he could feel the devotion in the words.

As she prayed, the diamond gleamed more intensely, and Lancelot felt something familiar re-emerging within the gemstone. At a certain moment, there was a ‘crack,’ and the diamond shattered into countless tiny particles of light, forming a vague human silhouette in the air, before the Elf’s body below seemed to emit a suction, ‘pulling’ the phantom in.

Alamir’s eyes opened suddenly, and then he began to cough violently as if he had just been resuscitated from drowning.

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