The Paladin in the Abyss

Chapter 193 No Superior or Inferior

The most relaxed person in the whole arena was, of course, Lancelot. The Sword Shadows of the Human Knight were like dried leaves swept up by a strong wind; many werewolves had stopped breathing even before hitting the floor, not to mention striking him.

However, these red-eyed werewolves, as if bewitched, kept swarming towards Lancelot. Perhaps the manipulator behind them wanted to wear out the Human Knight's stamina with sheer numbers, but with Lancelot's current strength, this intensity of battle could last an entire day without depleting his True Qi.

Bodies quickly piled up around Lancelot, gradually forming a low wall built of flesh and blood. Suddenly, the Human Knight sharply looked up, his gaze piercing through the phantasmal ceiling to a new figure that had appeared beside the eaves.

The werewolves' attack on Lancelot ceased, driven by an unspoken command, they turned to assault the Human Knight's comrades instead.

Lancelot confronted the figure on the rooftop from a distance, his Spirit Perception told him that this new Black Armor Knight was the real threat tonight, even more intimidating than the Serpent Demon Sonam when calm.

But having just massacred his enemies, the Human Knight was at the peak of his momentum; he lifted his sword towards the figure, issuing a precise invitation.

The opponent did not ignore Lancelot's gesture. He too pointed his Great Sword at Lancelot, but unlike the Human Knight, this was not merely a symbolic action.

In that moment, Lancelot felt as if he were before a court, facing a group of judges and prosecutors made of pure evil, loudly proclaiming Lancelot's guilt — the crime being the justice and goodness hidden within the Human Knight's heart.

The Ice Heart Technique's mental method automatically engaged, and the illusion swiftly vanished from his sight, but Lancelot distinctly felt a mysterious connection being established between himself and the Black Armor Knight. In their ensuing battle, some pure evil would empower his opponent.

Accompanied by a leaping motion, the Black Armor Knight initiated the battle with a fierce downward strike. Lancelot didn't dodge or evade, but met the attack with his sword from above.

With a clang, their weapons collided again, and this time the blades didn't immediately separate but instead tangled tightly, testing the strength of each warrior's owner.

The adversary wore a black giant helmet with a narrow eye slit, through which Lancelot saw a pair of eyes glowing red. He himself wasn't wearing a helmet because it would obstruct his vision, and for him at this moment, dodging was the most efficient form of defense.

However, in a situation where neither side gave ground, trying to overpower the opponent, a helmet could also be used as a weapon.

Lancelot and his opponent realized this at the same time. The Black Armor Knight's head slightly reclined, and Lancelot knew that in the next second, the adversary's helmet would smash into his nose. In response, he gathered a small portion of True Qi in the sole of his right foot and stomped down heavily as his opponent's helmet harshly approached his face.

With Lancelot as the center, the ground within ten feet around violently shook as if struck like a drumhead. He leaned back, dodging the headbutt that nearly hit his face, while the opponent staggered due to the sudden tremor, both retreating several steps and returning to a standoff.

Lancelot was breathing heavily, the situation just then had been extremely perilous—it definitely wouldn't have worked to simply take the headbutt, but if he leaned back to dodge, it would surely loosen his grip on the sword. In a contest of power like this, the one who was overpowered would end up in an extremely disadvantageous position, and being forced to the ground could mean real danger.

Fortunately, using the Earthquake Technique, he successfully resolved the crisis. Before leaving for Oasis Fort, he had mastered this Earth System divine skill but had never experimented with how to integrate it into his usual combat style; this impromptu application proved to be extraordinarily effective.

The temporarily separated duo fixed their gaze on each other, but the imminent battle was interrupted. Suddenly, the room's door was violently pushed open, and the innkeeper, who should have ensured the guests' safety, appeared followed by a large number of Meizeros Demons, the ruthless enforcers of Abyssal City. Explore new worlds at My Virtual Library Empire

"Nobody move!"

The Meizeros Demons shouted in the coarse language of the abyss, and Lancelot knew this battle had now ended.