The Paladin in the Abyss-Chapter 600 - 624 Flying Knife over Water

Chapter 600: Chapter 624: Flying Knife over Water Chapter 600: Chapter 624: Flying Knife over Water When the three giant dragons dived towards the rear of the Demon’s position, the warship Lancelot and his comrades were on also accelerated continuously. With the Ferryman Demon steering, it took only a few breaths for the ship to reach a speed comparable to that of a galloping horse at full sprint, slicing through the water like a dagger, charging full speed towards the battlefield.

No one could ignore the huge warship anymore, even the Demons stopped like jammed machinery. They watched in horror as the warship, clearly built in Barto Hell, showed no signs of slowing down, bearing down on the pontoon bridge. The figurehead that should have been a Succubus was replaced with something strange…

It seemed to be a green-glowing human Knight entwined with several vines?

It was none other than Lancelot who had summoned the vines to tie himself up. He hung beneath the protruding bow, his toes less than a foot from the water’s surface, and he voluntarily activated the Protective Sword Shield of the Qingyuan Sword Technique to shield himself from the Stygian River’s poisonous waters.

As the warship sped toward them, the Beard Demons on the pontoon were thrown into disarray. They shoved each other, desperately trying to escape the area where the collision was about to happen, allowing Lancelot to complete his task undisturbed. The Great Sword in his hand lit up with a dazzling blue glow, and the Sword Aura extending from the tip cut through the water like a knife through pudding.

The moment before the collision, Lancelot swung upwards fiercely, slashing at the pontoon bridge in front of him with all his might. As he had anticipated, the bridge made of corpses, under the Wood Attribute Qingyuan Sword Technique, was as weak as paper mache and he effortlessly cut right through it as the warship brutally smashed into the bisected bridge, flipping all the Demonic infantry who had no time to leave into the turbulent Stygian River.

With that one strike, they had killed at least twenty Beard Demons, but Lancelot had no time to celebrate his victory—because of his outstanding performance, the ship didn’t slow down at all, and the next pontoon filled his entire field of vision.

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The Demons and Dwarves on the city walls watched the scene in amazement: a Demon Warship flying the flag of Twin Bridges Town and speeding towards them, with a green-glowing human Knight tied to the bow, his glowing Great Sword swinging up and down like scissors, severing the pontoon bridges used by the Demons to transport troops one after another.

In what seemed like the blink of an eye, the warship had crossed half the battlefield and was about to crash into the stone bridge of Twin Bridges Town. Lancelot had already prepared to destroy public property; he pushed the Qingyuan Sword Technique to the limit, ready to launch an attack on the stone bridge. At the same time, he muttered to himself, hoping that his relationship with the Succubus Lord would spare him from having to pay for the damages later.

At that moment, the Ferryman Demon suddenly slapped his hand heavily on the ship’s helm, and the entire warship and its crew instantly vanished. In Lancelot’s eyes, the world around him became a semi-transparent phantom, with the previously murky sky now filled with bright stars.

In the next instant, he found himself back in the real world, with the stone bridge now far behind him. A pontoon teeming with Beard Demons was swiftly approaching, and Lancelot, almost instinctively, swung his sword—the sheer destructive force of the blow brought a momentary silence to the entire battlefield.

After all, that swing was meant to sever the stone bridge.

The cyan Sword Qi surged out, reminiscent of a new moon skimming across the river’s surface, continuously severing three pontoons within a sixty-foot range before gradually dissipating. What followed was even more terrifying: a Beard Demon directly in the path of the Sword Qi was split in half, its body falling to each side of the severed bridge and then getting flipped into the river by the onrushing skeleton warship.

Since the stone bridge blocked the view, the other half of the battlefield was still crowded with Beard Demons crossing the river, allowing the skeleton warship’s charge to achieve greater results. However, a few quick-witted creatures clung to the swiftly passing hull, only to be met by the Elves and Dwarves who were ready and waiting.

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Bruto had really struggled not to throw his Warhammer at the enemies on the river surface. Now he had found an outlet for his pent-up frustration. Crying out the name of the Father God of Dwarves, he entered a frenzied state, charging with reckless abandon towards a Beard Demon climbing over the gunwale.

The warhammer, a blend of mithril and cold iron, met no resistance, smashing squarely onto the chin of the Beard Demon with whiskers thick and long as venomous snakes. The dwarf’s strike was so powerful that it instantly sent the enemy’s head flying off its neck and into the river tens of feet away, with a piercing whine.

However, Bruto had charged so intensely that he encountered almost no reactionary force in his hands, causing him to immediately lose his balance. Coupled with a sudden jolt from the warship, due to colliding with the pontoon bridge, the dwarf let out a cry of alarm as he tumbled over the ship’s rail.

In the critical moment, the only team member with the ability to fly, little Isha, took action. She rushed to where the dwarf had just been in almost an instant. Without hesitation, she leaped outward as huge bat wings burst forth from her shoulder blades, and her figure vanished below the ship’s rail.

“Bruto!!”

Only then did the others react, but before they could rush to the ship’s rail, the vampire reappeared, flapping her wings vigorously with the startled and helpless dwarf in her arms.

“So heavy… ugh!!!”

Little Isha let out a delicate roar before she desperately lunged forward, hurling herself and the dwarf back onto the deck.

“Phew, that was really close…” Bruto struggled to rise from the ground, “Thank you, Isha. I’m ashamed to say, I never thought I’d have my life saved by you.”

“I didn’t expect it either,” the young girl made a face. “Please, let’s not have a next time!”

As they spoke, several Beard Demon figures appeared again by the ship’s rail. The vigilant dwarf let out a battle cry and was about to charge as before, but suddenly remembering something, he forcefully halted his steps, flashing an awkward smile at his comrades before changing to briskly trotting forward.

“Significant improvement,” Alamir commented, “Surprisingly smart for a dwarf.”

Within less than three minutes, the fully speeding warship had blown through the entire battlefield, destroying all the temporary pontoon bridges built by the demon army. The few Beard Demons who managed to board the ship were also disposed of with the united effort of the teammates. Meanwhile, in the distant sky, three Giant Dragons made another dive, destroying the remaining siege engines of the attackers under the bombardment of dragon breath and magic.

This time, the dragons were not left unscathed. The Beard Demons retaliated with sharp javelins, and while most were repelled by their tough scales, a few found gaps between them. However, having completed the task given by Lancelot in advance, they could calmly wait at a distance far from the battlefield until everything ended, then seek the remaining reward from the Human Knight.

Witnessing all this, the fortress’s defenders burst into cheers that could reach the heavens, while the demon soldiers who had crossed the pontoon bridge were ensnared in utter desperation. Behind them, there was neither a way back nor reinforcements, and in front of them lay the blood-splattered city walls and broken bodies of their kin, with a lethal rain of arrows continuously falling from above.

Their only hope was to continue fighting bravely before death in order to avoid the punishment of degradation by the Military Judge upon resurrection in the Nine Hells. But, what a joke, how could such an erroneous act of leniency ever occur in Barto Hell?