The Paladin in the Abyss - Chapter 242 - Chapter 242: Chapter 236: Corrupt Cultivator

Chapter 242: Chapter 236: Corrupt Cultivator

Kas Demons and Flomos still attacked occasionally, but for those who had seen their mutated versions, these normal demons looked quite pleasing to the eye, as at least their arms, claws, and eyes were where they should be. Aside from letting Bruto move his limbs and bones a bit by fighting one or two of them, Lancelot took care of the remaining enemies all by himself, his main goal being to quickly adapt to his body after Foundation Establishment.

After entering the Foundation Establishment Stage, his power had significantly increased. Although he still couldn’t manage to fly by controlling Imperial Qi, he could now remain in the air for dozens of breaths after a single leap. In the narrow confines of the Great Abyss, the flying ability of the demons held no advantage.

However, there was still a matter of regret: his Innate True Qi had been completely depleted when he fell into a trap earlier, and it could never be restored. Innate True Qi had always been Lancelot’s most important secret weapon. Although the power of the Qingyun Sword Art, cast with True Yuan after Foundation Establishment, had greatly increased, previously he could release an almost transparent Sword Aura through Innate True Qi, which often brought greater advantages in battles by striking unexpectedly.

Time passed quickly. They walked for most of the day, and before the luminescent fungi that lit the Great Abyss dimmed, the Skeleton Tower once again came into their line of sight.

The guards at this level were still the two robust demons. These demon guards recognized them and obediently let them enter the Skeleton Tower, their attitudes seemingly much more respectful. Although demons inherently possess a chaotic nature, they know fear when facing something that could kill them. Such a team was a very conspicuous target in the wilderness of the Great Abyss; after having stayed for so long and returned intact, how could their fighting capacity be weak?

But their greedy nature still surfaced. One of the robust demons showed a greedy smile and said,

“So, have you returned empty-handed? It’s not easy to find the Eye of Sarezdon just like that. Planning to give up and go back? At least you’re all still alive, that’s pretty good already. I think I mentioned it before, the price to open the return portal is 1000 Gold Coins… per person.”

“You didn’t say it was 1000 Gold Coins per person back then!” Bruto protested loudly, “And who says we failed? See that Vine Ball on Big Brother’s waist? That’s the Eye of Sarezdon, we found it!”

“Hahahaha! Has the Great Abyss made you lose your minds?” Both demons burst out into wild laughter, “If there’s a Divine Artifact inside that grass ball, then the wings behind me are the wings of an Angel!”

Upon hearing this, Lancelot did not say much. He took off the Vine Ball at his waist, slightly infused a bit of True Yuan, and immediately the vines wrapping the Eye of Sarezdon moved, revealing a small gap.

Darkness briefly fell around them, because Lancelot quickly controlled the vines to wrap up the Divine Artifact again, letting the light return to the hall. He raised an eyebrow and said to the two stunned demons flatly,

“Maybe you should explain where those Angel wings of yours came from?”

“Uh, we just… that was…” The two robust demons instantly became stammering, but the nature of the demons ultimately prevailed. They put on a defiant look as if pigs being not afraid of boiling water, and said sternly, “We don’t care, you must pay to open the portal, or you can just walk yourselves down!”

“Think about it. We’re not in such a hurry,” Lancelot maintained his unhurried demeanor, “Earning a thousand Gold Coins by just walking down a long flight of stairs sounds pretty good; we’re not in a rush, but I wonder…”

Before he could finish his sentence, the center of the hall lit up with the glow of magic, and a portal glowing with a sickly yellow light appeared. From it emerged a figure completely shrouded in a robe, resembling an Ascetic Monk.

Upon seeing this figure, the two robust demons drastically changed their facial expressions and knelt on the ground, trembling as they spoke in horror,

“Great, great, great…Sir! Why, why, why have you come…”

Without another word, the robed figure raised a hand, and instantly, numerous thick bone spurs erupted from the ground. The two robust demons had no time to react before the spurs pierced their limbs and torsos, carefully avoiding vital organs like the heart, leaving the demons severely injured and unable to move.

“A minor lesson, a punishment for your disrespect towards the new Lord of Withering, the former Governor of Mogrondale City, Sir Lancelot.”

Ignoring the demons’ agonizing screams, the robed figure coldly spoke. His voice carried a peculiar echo, as if a thousand tiny wings were fluttering in unison. He turned to face Lancelot, the Human Knight noticing that even when directly facing him, the interior of the hood remained utterly dark.

He felt a premonition that it was best not to try to use True Yuan to enhance his vision to see the figure’s true face, as that could lead to something dire.

“Uh, what did you just call me?”

Lancelot was somewhat confused by the address. What was going on? Had the Red Dragon shifted the blame onto him?

“Pleased to meet you, Sir Lancelot from Twin Bridges Town. I am but a humble servant of the Cultivators of Corruption from Mogrondale City.” The robed figure’s voice remained eerie, but his tone had warmed somewhat, “I sensed that the Eye of Sarizdon has once again arrived in Kai-Oine. Please forgive my delay in coming to greet you.”

Although the figure claimed to be a mere servant, Lancelot certainly did not underestimate him. Whether it was his own Spirit Perception, the instant summoning of bone spurs, or the demons’ reaction upon seeing him, all indicated that the figure was someone of unusual status and great power.

“Hello.” Lancelot nodded cautiously in greeting. “The Lords of Withering mentioned that only certain ancient demon venerables residing in the Skeleton Tower could use the Eye of Sarizdon, and I presume they were referring to you all?”

“Hehe, ‘The Immortal’ indeed referred to us, the members of the Cultivators of Corruption.” The robed figure bowed, making a inviting gesture, and Lancelot felt the figure’s gaze momentarily sweep over the Vine Ball at his waist, “Please follow me, so the Eye of Sarizdon can swiftly return to its rightful place, which will benefit us all.”

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“And these two?”

Bruto asked, pointing at the two robust demons. The demons continued to emit heart-wrenching cries, their robust life force preventing them from dying or losing consciousness, fully experiencing the terrible pain this punishment brought to every extent.

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