Doom Knight System

Hearing Melissa's words, the surviving demon mercenaries breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to cheer. Although the established goal was not achieved, the demon lord in front of him had already ordered that the castle of the Lich King would not renege.

Lancelot's eyes flickered, looking at the Death Canyon that was still in the mist, a strange thought arose in his heart, wouldn't the mission this time be to let the demons come to die?

Reminiscent of the undead banshee who had just awakened, this idea became more and more firm, there must be something wrong with it.

However, as a mere middle-level devil, no matter what kind of conspiracy and tricks he can't implicate himself, even if he is implicated, he can't break free. The main purpose now is to advance.

"Dark troll! You are very good, join the Burning Legion, you will have great opportunities for development." Melissa came to Lancelot and said slowly.

Lancelot shook his head, showed the tattoo on his arm, and said, "The mercenaries in the Lich King's Castle cannot leave, thank you for your kindness."

"That's really a pity." Melissa turned around and left without hesitation. For her, if she could say a word to a mid-level demon, the other party should be grateful to Dade. Will not give the other party a second chance.

Jessica leaned over and asked suspiciously, "Why didn't you agree? What a great thing it is to go to the Burning Legion to conquer other worlds."

"Haha... What are you doing there, as cannon fodder? A mid-level demon won't be taken seriously when he gets there, why don't we wait until I become a high-level demon general." Lancelot said slowly, and then wiped the Stormrage blade Cleaned up and put it on my back again.

Yagonier was still alive, and her body was covered with ashes, but after seeing the radiant Jessica, her instinct as a woman made her jealous, and she desperately squeezed into Lancelot's arms.

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The war is not over yet, and new demons have joined the battlefield. As mercenaries of the Lich King's Castle, Lancelot and other demons can enjoy their blessings in the rear.

"Slow down, go find Jessica." Yagonier panted heavily in pain, begging for mercy in a low voice, she had no strength left in her body.

Lancelot didn't intend to stop at all. The sound of magic explosions outside could be heard clearly even at a distance. This made his warlike blood start to boil uncontrollably. Vent through special channels.

Jessica was a blessing in disguise during this period. Lancelot's abundant life essence allowed her to evolve into a semen-sucking queen in advance. It is absolutely impossible for medium-sized demons to break through without a chance. Some demons may be stuck in the trap for a lifetime. above.

Yagonier is very jealous, and has been pestering Lancelot these days, but for some reason, her blood power cannot be stimulated.

"Defense! Prepare to defend, the undead are attacking!" A voice sounded over the camp, followed by a violent explosion.

Lancelot put on the armor as quickly as possible, greeted Yagonier and Jessica, and rushed to the northwest. This time, the undead countered the extra attack, so there was no need to think about defense at all. It would be good to be alive. Deserters are also nothing.

As soon as Lancelow left the camp, two almost transparent ghosts came over wielding their weapons. These ghosts only had human body, but without any facial features or skin, as if shrouded in a layer of cold mist.

"Huh?" Lancelot was a little surprised. He swung the weapon across the opponent's body without feeling any resistance, but a layer of frost quickly formed on the Stormrage Blade.

boom!A layer of hellfire surged from the war blade, and the blazing fire forced the ghosts back, but it was only second. More ghosts rushed over, causing the temperature of the hellfire to drop.

"I can't retreat, you coward." A Balrog roared at Lancelot's back. The giant sword in his hand was completely transformed into a huge block of ice under the magic power of the ghost. It had just finished speaking, The ghosts seized the opportunity and rushed forward.

laugh!laugh!Ice and fire collided together, billowing white smoke rose, and then the Balrog's body turned from red to blue, the fire of the soul was extinguished, and its demon blood was swallowed up by the ghost.

This scene made Lancelot's scalp tingle, and his footsteps became faster. In order to avoid the Balrog's footsteps, he picked up a shield to protect the front, let the hellfire float on the surface of the shield, and then gathered his strength to charge.

After charging like this, the awakened demons were unwilling to wait for death obediently, and the smart ones followed behind Lancelot, and the camp's defense instantly collapsed.

Time passed slowly, and Lancelot's strong physical strength was a little too much. The shield in his hand had already been shattered, but only the Stormrage Blade still maintained its edge.

Clang!After a skeleton heavy cavalry was split in half, the ground under his feet finally turned into black scorched earth full of sulfur smell, and from a distance, he could see the Castle of the Lich King descending from the clouds.

Rumbling... A thunderbolt fell from the castle of the Lich King, covering the heads of the pursuing undead. The thunder full of death breath was completely different from the thunder in the main world, but it had the same shocking power.

The undead retreated, and even the invincible ghosts melted in front of Thunder like ice cubes encountering flames.

Lancelot was finally able to catch his breath. The faces of the two female demons on their backs were pale, and they were also panting heavily, looking undecided in shock.

There has been no large-scale war between demons and undead for a long time, so demon warriors are helpless in the face of undead whose races and abilities are unfamiliar, but the mainstream race in hell is demons after all, and the arrival of the castle of the Lich King proves this. Presumably there will be a solution soon.

The mercenaries left behind in the Lich King's Castle took out their supplies, and then began to register the survivors, which involved the distribution of subsequent rewards and commissions.

When a short and thin lich came to Lancelot, he said in a surprised tone: "Your meritorious deeds are really strange. You rose very quickly at the beginning, but suddenly fell, let me check... Huh? Escape?"

The Lich closed his mouth, and his attitude became strange, then he shook his head and said: "Your meritorious service is zero, this is the first time I have encountered this situation, so I must let those big men know, you wait patiently .”

"I need water and food!" Lancelot said in a deep voice. He had expected this kind of result, so he didn't have any dissatisfaction. After all, if you lose, you gain. Compared with other demon fighters, surviving is already very good up.