The Paladin in the Abyss-Chapter 565 - 589

Chapter 565: 589 Chapter 565: 589 Lancelot’s attack was so swift that almost none of the Frost Giants engaged in the fierce battle caught his movements, except for his companions.

However, the sight of four figures collapsing simultaneously was too conspicuous to go unnoticed. Those Frost Giants loyal to Solheim were the first to realize the anomaly. Despite being unclear how this small statured Titan had managed it, they let out a loud cheer and enthusiastically warned their opponents that the Grim Reaper was upon them.

The defenders were truly plunged into panic, realizing that this new threat was far more dangerous than they had initially thought, and their numerical advantage in that area had vanished. Kostcheqi’s subordinates knew the situation was dire, and Lancelot saw it all clearly. He let out a victorious shout and charged toward the enemy formation with an unstoppable momentum, followed closely by Bruto, who was giving his all to keep pace.

The Demi-god followers engaged in frontal combat immediately stepped up their offensive, forcing the enemy to be unable to afford the distraction, and as an experienced warrior, Lancelot knew very well the best strategy in this situation.

He swept past the defense line like a whirlwind. His primary targets were the Spellcasters, while regular warriors would receive just a stab before he moved on. Most of the time, it wouldn’t kill the enemies immediately, but the Frost Giants from the higher plane would finish the job. Bruto, following in his wake, had also caught on by now. Using Lancelot’s tall figure as cover, the Dwarf targeted the Frost Giants’ knees and ankles; with each swing of his hammer, an enemy certainly fell to the ground with a howl, an effect equal to that of Lancelot’s strikes.

Once the balance of power was disrupted, the tide of battle changed at an incredibly rapid pace. After Lancelot broke through the interception of two Guards and plunged his Great Sword into the mouth of a Sikoude—a Frost Giant war chanter—the defending wing finally collapsed completely. Following the lead of the first Frost Giant who threw down his weapons to flee, the remaining twenty-plus Frost Giants completely abandoned the fight and scrambled to escape westward, while the attacking warriors instinctively started to pursue.

“Maintain formation, forget those who run, go back and support Geogad!” Lancelot shouted in the Giant’s Tongue. “I need a few men to come with me to the eastern flank!”

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On the battlefield, a powerful Warrior possesses an invisible authority. Although no one knew who Lancelot was, the Frost Giants instinctively obeyed his command. About thirty Frost Giants turned around to assist their comrades who were struggling at the front, while seven adventurous Frost Giants ran towards Lancelot, planning to follow him for a flank attack.

Lancelot slowed down slightly to allow the others to keep up with him, and took the opportunity to get a clear view of the latest situation in battle.

Before their intervention, the attacker’s formation was like it was pinched by the claws of a crab. What Lancelot had just dealt with was the smaller pincer, while Geogad was desperately holding against the larger one. Harnessing the power of his formidable Staggering Strikes, the Demi-god kept flipping his surrounding enemies to the ground, also constantly inspiring his followers, which was key to maintaining the attackers’ line.

But they were still at a significant numerical disadvantage. A bit farther from Geogad, his followers were being killed off at an alarming rate. Fortunately, after the collapse of the enemy to the south, the attackers received a slight reinforcement, but the overall situation remained grim, merely delaying the inevitable defeat by a small margin.

Lancelot calmly restrained his desire to join the battle, leading his team in a wide arc around from behind the attackers until they reached the rear side of the enemy formation, where he then took the lead in charging. Bruto followed closely behind, running while removing his armor (which was then collected by Kalalin trailing behind), activating the Transformation effect of the Titan’s Blood, and turned into a bronze Dwarf the size of an Ogre, howling as he joined the charge.

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A charge from the rear can always create an immediate impact, even on foot. As a former Knight Commander, Lancelot was naturally adept at selecting the target for his charge, aiming for the area under the greatest pressure within the enemy lines.

As he ran forward, he positioned the Glacier in front of his body and braced the Shield against the Sword Blade on his side, making him appear like a charging rhinoceros. After closing in to within thirty feet of the enemy, he accelerated once more, outpacing all his companions and thrust into the midst of the enemy like the battering ram of a siege engine, instantly throwing the defenders’ formation into total disarray.

The Dwarf charging with him held a Giant Battle Axe picked up from who knows where, spinning like a top with blades attached among the Giants, wounding or killing anyone he brushed against. Bruto, even after his Transformation, was only half the size of the Frost Giants, but that was exactly the height difference he was accustomed to, executing the signature low sweeps of a Dwarf with such skill that it resembled a lumberjack felling one Giant after another as they lost their lower legs.

The other Frost Giants following Lancelot’s charge also achieved impressive feats. The characteristics of the Giants were fully displayed at this moment: they were truly cumbersome, but the damage they inflicted with their full might was equally devastating. More than one Frost Giant accomplished what even Lancelot found hard to achieve—splitting a traitorous kinsman in two with their Great Axe, the thrill of such slaughter exhilarated them, driving them to attack the next enemy with even wilder ferocity.

Lancelot’s charge was like a foot on the scales of victory, flipping the weights on the other side into the air. However, his action had actually only altered less than one-tenth of the entire battlefront, and to change the outcome of the entire battle, he would have to make several more similar charges, and quickly.

So, he broke away from the fight once more, calling out loudly for others to follow him. Frost Giants that had come with him previously, save for one who had fallen in battle, immediately gathered before him, along with over a dozen extra Frost Giants who answered his summons, longing for Lancelot to lead them to ‘glory’.

The Human Knight wasted no time with words. He led this group in a wide half circle and charged another stretch of the defensive line from directly behind. The same scenario played out again, but this time on a larger scale and with better results. His two rounds of charges together eliminated nearly fifty Frost Giants, greatly boosting the morale of the attackers and once again delaying the moment of defeat.

Just as he was about to organize troops for a third rear assault, his Spirit Perception suddenly detected a surge of intense magic power. Numerous Frost Giant figures appeared in the teleportation area, led by a female Frost Giant with thick, curly blue hair and pale skin, who appeared strikingly beautiful. She was dressed in a black gown with a neckline that plunged to her navel, holding a Giant Shield painted with the emblem of a Double-Edged Axe, and around her neck hung a gemstone necklace with snowflake-shaped pendants.

“Warriors!” her voice reminded Lancelot of the biting north wind, “Kill all these worshippers of Demons!”