ushernet Chapter 376: 309: Searching for the Dungeon
Chapter 376: 309: Searching for the Dungeon
Chapter 376: Chapter 309: Searching for the Dungeon
Although he had only seen it on the map, the shape of that lake was very similar to Lamborado Lake, so the other side of the portal must be located at the palace of Cang Ye on Mother Mountain. That meant, as long as he crossed through this massive portal, Lancelot could return to Androlina.
But now was clearly not the time to leave; there was still a companion whose whereabouts were unknown.
He carefully observed the hall below, where six Succubi stood guard in different directions around the conspicuous portal, with other demons patrolling outside the hall. Obviously, the discipline of these enemies below was not too shabby; they hadn’t been lured away by the chaos above and were still steadfast at their posts.
Despite his confidence in his own strength, Lancelot was not so arrogant as to think he could handle six Succubi. He might be able to take out one with a surprise attack and then strain every nerve to kill another, but unless he could grow two more pairs of arms like a Serpent Demon, there was no way he could simultaneously deal with the remaining four enemies.
After all, the Succubi were over ten feet tall humanoid beasts, weighing up to five thousand pounds, not to mention a pair of pincers capable of snapping trees. Even though he was a Cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, he had to be extremely cautious when facing such demons, aiming to take them down in one blow rather than two, essentially not giving the enemy a chance to counterattack.
He had been subjected to the Succubus’ command shock before; though he hadn’t suffered any real harm thanks to the protection of the small bamboo slip, he had no desire to experience that feeling of someone banging drums and gongs in his ear again.
...
Moreover, from this experience, the bamboo slip’s protection of the mind was not infallible. In the end, it was just an item for recording and passing on cultivation techniques, not some sort of defensive magical treasure. If he grew dependent on it, he would undoubtedly suffer a severe setback in the future.
He couldn’t always expect Tijana to swoop in and save the hero, could he? If that were the case, Lancelot might as well not bother trying to get by in the Abyss—he should just find a block of cheese to bump into and kill himself.
“Let me try to blend in first,” Lancelot soothed, “Don’t do anything unless I make a move first.”
“Okay, but how do you plan to do that?” Cromwell was somewhat puzzled, “Become a succubus? I’m worried that might actually cause the Coward Devils to attack you immediately...”
“Come over here,” Lancelot patted his own shoulder, “pretend to be another head of mine.”
“You want to pretend to be another creature?” the skull settled beside the neck of the human knight as instructed, “The Coward Devils may be dumb, but they can still tell apart the scent of ogres from humans.”
“How about this then?”
With a light chuckle from Lancelot, the next instant, the skull felt as though it was standing on the shoulders of a Barlow Flame Demon, that distinct aura was too memorable.
“Oops, didn’t control it well, used a bit too much force,” Lancelot shrugged, he immediately retracted the abyssal aura he had emitted, but the Coward Devils below still let out strangled screams and scattered in all directions. The noise in the surrounding caves vanished in an instant; all the demons looked around with confusion on their faces, wondering if the fleeting presence of a Demon King had been just their imagination.
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