The Paladin in the Abyss-Chapter 381 - 395 Strange Demons

Chapter 381: Chapter 395 Strange Demons

Hearing this, Lancelot’s heart stirred. As long as there was a passageway leading to the inside of the building, getting in wouldn’t be a problem. Although he couldn’t transform into a mist like little Yisa, as long as the inside of the building wasn’t completely dark, he could use Shadow Jump to teleport directly inside.

After listening for a while longer, the conversation between the Succubi had turned into mutual boasting about their delightful killing experiences and mocking a few Berserk Demon underlings. Lancelot silently backed away and began searching nearby for the sewer the Demons had mentioned earlier.

It took a bit of time to search for anomalies on the ground, but Lancelot eventually made a discovery. In a corner far from both entrances, there was an inconspicuous bulge. If he hadn’t known in advance about the existence of this sewer, he probably would have had a hard time noticing this anomaly.

Now that he had confirmed the sewer’s approximate location, the next step was to find where its exit lay. Lancelot found a secluded corner, sent a skeleton head to keep watch in the front, and then sat down cross-legged on the spot, regulating his breath and synchronizing with the surrounding nature’s spiritual energy, quickly entering a state of Spiritual Sight.

He easily found the hidden passageway underground. The passageway was about a foot wide and less than three inches high, extending over a hundred feet, with its exit in a secret underground chamber.

The only problem was that there was a three-headed Abyss Hound in that underground chamber, roughly the size of a lion. Lancelot wasn’t afraid of fighting such a beast, but the issue was dogs were known to have a keen sense of smell, so he might be discovered before even getting close. If this three-headed hound gave a loud warning and barked so that the entire Dungeon knew of an intruder, then he really would have wasted all his efforts.

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In Lancelot’s vision, the large dog made of silver lines was lying in front of the sewer exit gnawing on something. With a closer look, he recognized outlines of fingers, feet, ears, and other body parts, causing the Human Knight a wave of nausea.

Following the passageway with his gaze, Lancelot shifted his vision to the circular building, the interrogation room the Succubi had mentioned. The first thing he noticed was that the walls of this interrogation room were three feet thick, almost as solid as those of a small fortress, which was completely indiscernible from the outside; there were numerous Metal cages against the walls, and he saw children resembling Lilu and Dong Quan, as well as Elves, humans, and other humanoid creatures.

But he did not see his Succubus comrades, nor did he see the rumored Succubus General Ulgog.

In the center of the building, within a circular area about ten feet square, there was some sort of magical interference that Lancelot couldn’t see through. Spiritual Sight relied on the perception of nature’s spiritual energy, and any form of magic effect would cause disturbance. This could be an area where a magical effect was taking place, such as a Portal, or it could simply be a candlestick that had been fixed with a lighting Technique.

As Lancelot examined the characteristics of that magical interference, trying to determine what type of magical effect it was, a huge figure walked out from within. At first glance, the figure’s physique was similar to that of the Succubi, but as it completely left the area of magical interference, Lancelot immediately realized the differences.

First, it had huge bat wings on its back, which the Succubi definitely didn’t possess. Second, its humanoid body had only two arms, with normal hands at the ends, not pincers; and on its head were thick, curved horns extending to the left and right, as opposed to the rearward-pointing goat horns of the Succubi.

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The figure’s appearance gave Lancelot an unexpected start, could this be a Barlow Flame Demon?

But Lancelot quickly dismissed that foolish notion; if it were truly a Barlow, he would most likely have been discovered by now, and Ulgog’s act of presenting himself in the guise of a tempter demon would seem unnecessary. Moreover, according to the news Lancelot had heard within the castle, Androlina’s great battle would soon, or perhaps had already, erupted. Knowing the demons as he did, a Barlow would in no way leave behind a plethora of Aira and elves to slaughter, instead of staying back to torment a few prisoners.

Furthermore, the physical stature of a Barlow Demon should be a size larger than that figure, and its muscles more developed. Then Lancelot spotted another feature that put his mind completely at ease—a thin and long tail, whip-like. Lancelot had closely observed a Barlow Flame Demon; in his memory, the consort of the Lady of Pain wore shorts made of hides and bones, and there was definitely no such thing as a tail on its backside.

The figure took an item shaped like fire tongs from a rack, most likely some kind of torture device, and then walked back into the area with magic interference.

Lancelot had a bad feeling that the device would most likely be used on the Succubus Paladin he was searching for.

But he also knew that the more critical the situation, the less he could afford to act rashly. Wounds can always heal, and pain will eventually fade, but if a person wasn’t saved, then all would be meaningless.

After memorizing the structure of the other areas inside the building, Lancelot exited his meditative state and stood up from the ground.

“Boss, how is it?” Clone Well’s voice echoed in his mind, “Did you find a way in?”

“Found one, there’s an Abyss Hound with the length of three heads at the entrance, might take some effort to deal with it,” Lancelot replied silently through mental communication, “I have a more important question for you. Do you know of any demon that’s about the size of a tempter demon, with bat wings on its back, a tail, and horns curving out to the sides on its head?”

“Sounds a bit like a Barlow Flame Demon, could also maybe be a Legion Demon… Wait, with a tail? You sure you saw it right?”

“No mistake,” Lancelot shook his head, “a thin and long tail, similar to that of a Succubus.”

“Hmm… interesting.” The skull’s eyes were fixed on an empty direction, obviously in deep thought. After a good while, it finally sent a telepathic message to Lancelot again, “I might need some time to check the knowledge in my brain. Can you give me a moment?”

“As quick as you can,” Lancelot shrugged, “Let’s deal with that dog first, climb onto my waist.”

Hearing this, Clone Well obediently flew to Lancelot’s waistband, having become quite accustomed to posing as an ornament. Lancelot’s palm brushed over himself, and a faint greenish protective barrier enshrouded him. This shield was not any profound cultivation technique but merely a barrier to block external air. Low-rank cultivators relied on this small trick to enter regions filled with miasma or poisonous smoke to gather rare and precious materials, while Lancelot was using it to prevent the gatekeeping demon hound from detecting his scent.