The Paladin in the Abyss-Chapter 385 - 399 Sudden Promotion

Chapter 385: Chapter 399 Sudden Promotion

“What are you… planning… exactly…” Elothysia’s voice was weak as she spoke, her voice so hoarse that Lancelot found it unfamiliar. But at the same time, she sent a telepathic message to Lancelot: “Intelligence…”

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“Planning what? Of course, it’s to have the Mother of Demons reclaim her rightful position,” the Demon chuckled, “We haven’t kept any secret agendas for ourselves.”

“And… what benefit is it… to you…” Elothysia seemed to regain a bit of strength, “What promises did Cang Ye make to you…?”

“Nothing much, just to send the right troops at the right time to attack the right targets,” Ulgog’s face showed an even more obvious smugness, “After all, she is a Demon Lord. It’s pretty normal for her to launch an attack on anyone, isn’t it?”

“And why are you… here…”

“It’s all because those Tanari generals are too incompetent, only knowing how to fight internally, betray each other, and hold back one another. Despite having superior numbers, they still couldn’t deal with a lone army of Celestials in their own lair!” The yellow-skinned Demon showed a look of contempt, “You are a Paladin, so you can tell that this is the chaotic nature of Demons at play. If it wasn’t for the Archduke…”

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The Demon stopped mid-sentence because the gemstone used to communicate with the Mother of Demons suddenly blinked twice in succession.

“So soon?” Ulgog muttered to himself in surprise, then shrugged his shoulders and said to Elothysia, “You’re in luck, you won’t be suffering any longer for now. I need to sacrifice the others first… You can enjoy watching the method of your demise in a little while.”

“Am I not… enough…”

“You are the main course of this banquet. How could we serve you first?”

Ulgog picked up a long fork that rested against a rack, using the gap between the two prongs to press against the Succubus’s neck, lifting her like picking up clothes and shifting her onto an empty hook beside him. Then, he forked out a screaming and thrashing Aira child from another cage, hanging the child above the Magic Formation in the center of the room.

“This Array is the essence of Hell Magic research from Barto Hell. It can transform the pain, despair, sorrow, and all sorts of negative emotions of the sacrifices into power, making our noble Mother of Demons incredibly powerful in battle.”

The Demon walked to another rack filled with torture devices, picked up a four-foot-long, half-foot-wide amputation saw, glanced back at the Aira child who was less than three feet tall, and replaced it with a smaller saw blade. Meanwhile, Lancelot quietly moved to the rear of the Succubus Paladin.

“Let… the child go…” Feeling Lancelot’s approach, Elothysia tried to say something to stabilize Ulgog, “She is too… weak… no strength…”

“It seems I didn’t explain myself clearly.” The Demon sneered as he stripped the clothes from the Aira child and used his sharp claws to mark the lines for sawing on the victim’s body, “Look at this child, kind, pure, innocent, guiltless… all the qualities you consider beautiful, and this Magic Formation gains power from their destruction. Of course, she’s nowhere near as valuable as you, a Succubus seeking redemption. You will be saved for last. When the Mother of Demons fights the man of the Queen of the Stars, your time to die will come…”

As Ulgog spoke with that self-satisfied, everything-under-control demeanor, Elothysia felt a hand grasp her ankle and Lancelot’s voice reached her ear.

“This next part will be quite painful.”

Sensing the Abyssal Aura emanating from that palm, the Succubus understood Lancelot’s plan and without hesitation, she sent a telepathic message to Lancelot:

“Begin.”

“Hold on.”

In the center of the room, the demon had already pressed the saw blade against the skin of the little Aira child, but suddenly, a piercing scream interrupted its movement. Ulgog instinctively grabbed his weapon—the double-pronged fork—and turned his head towards the direction of the scream.

The creature that was once Elothysia had now transformed into a writhing mass of flesh. Sharp bones pierced through the muscles, and the skin bubbled like scorching magma.

“Promotion?” The demon’s face was etched with disbelief, “Impossible, how could the will of the Abyss choose you…”

“Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!”

The shrill scream of the succubus cut off the demon’s words. Ulgog’s face drastically changed. Unlike the demon’s promotion, which did not follow a strict sequence, the succubus seemed to have been directly chosen by the will of the Abyss. If the promotion finished, it might directly become a Barlow Flame Demon, then the fun would truly begin.

The more the demon thought about it, the more it felt that this was likely the case. If the Succubus Paladin chose to give up at this critical moment and embrace the darkness within, the will of the Abyss might indeed respond to Elothysia’s second fall.

Therefore, what it needed to do now was to prevent the succubus’s promotion at all costs.

Under normal circumstances, the process of a demon’s promotion was impossible to interrupt, because a demon in the midst of promotion was nothing more than a continuously mutating lump of flesh. Inflicting ordinary damage to it was meaningless unless one could annihilate the mutating demon with a destructive force.

Fortunately, there was such a destructive force here—the magic formation at the center of the room. Ulgog didn’t hesitate and kicked the little Aira child out of the way, then turned around to jab the rotting mass that was originally the Succubus Paladin with the double-pronged fork.

At that moment, Lancelot made his move. The human knight burst out from his hiding place behind cover, moving as fast as a whirlwind. In just two steps, he reached the back of the demon, and his Great Sword Glacier came crashing down towards Ulgog’s head.

“Who’s there!”

The sudden turn of events didn’t panic the high-rank demon Domineering Demon. Despite being flustered, it managed to catch the overhead slash just in time, and, surprisingly, it didn’t fall short in strength.

“It’s you!” Ulgog recognized Lancelot, “How come you are here?”

The demon forcefully pushed back the human knight’s weapon with both hands, then swiftly spun around, its tail whipping like a swift scimitar straight for the attacker’s waist.

Before taking action, Lancelot had thoroughly prepared himself mentally for the enemy’s strength, but the swiftness of the demon’s counter still exceeded his expectations. His mithril armor was very sturdy, and he also had a shield of swords for protection, but his instincts told him it was best not to take the demon’s attack head-on. And after becoming a spiritual cultivator, his instincts were always accurate.

He immediately abandoned the planned horizontal slash, turned the sword upright, and plunged it into the ground. Using the momentum, he leaped upward, and his body sprung up like a frog, evading the Domineering Demon’s fierce tail strike.