1:339 The Battle of the Abyss (Part II)

Arthur and the others fought as they ran, killing dozens of red-robed warlocks who were lying in ambush in the shadows and suddenly appeared to attack along the way.

Arthur found that as long as he held the scabbard of the Sword of the Holy King, his body reacted very quickly, almost returning to the same as before*, and was able to swing the sword with speed and speed.

(*Note: Refers to Arthur's state before he first drank the dragon's blood in Rome.) After Arthur, who was resurrected with the blood of an immortal bird, his body has been very stiff and his movements have been much slower. The cause is unknown. He even felt that his body had endless energy, and after running such a long distance, he didn't feel tired at all!

Even the half-dragon boy Evan who followed him, and Tristan, the fish-man prince, were already tired, but Arthur just didn't feel tired!

"Harder!!" Arthur exclaimed.

They ran nearly fifty yards underground.

Suddenly, the dark and dark underground stone walls were gone, leaving only the spiraling stone steps that stretched down in the air.

Deeper down beneath that beneath the surface is a dungeon of a staggering size!

There is such a huge dungeon under London?!

Arthur looked up: the underground rock formation, which was originally pitch black, began to appear countless glimmers. Some kind of glowing fungus underneath illuminates this underground shijie.

This dungeon, which looms in front of everyone's eyes, is so majestic and magnificent, and how desolate and desolate! These ancient people's stone buildings, covered with moss, look like a desolate ruin, although they are well preserved.

The three of them walked through the ruins. In the middle of the countless small stone houses, there is a fairly wide avenue that is large enough for several full-size carriages to pass through it.

"Be careful, there may be a lot of ambushes here!" Arthur said to Evan, meaning to tell the half-dragon boy to be on guard with Eagle Eyes.

Evan didn't need Arthur's reminder at all, he had already used his eagle eye to sweep the nearby stone houses within a hundred yards. Of course, there was nothing but some moss, small bugs, and stones.

This once ancient city has been uninhabited for thousands of years, and even the ancient wooden furniture has long since decayed and decomposed into mud.

No. It would be a mistake to say that there is no one here.

In front of Arthur and the others, there was a knight in red armor.

The knight of modest stature stood there straight, and if it weren't for the fact that his chest was opening up and down as he breathed, Arthur would have thought that this guy was a statue.

The armor was so red that it was like it was covered in blood, and it was uncomfortable to look at it a few more times.

But Evan had to look at this man again-

This knight is none other than Evan's older brother, Oyun Gains.

"Oyun—you're still alive. Ivan pulled out his twin spears, and the two stabbing swords on the spears were his Dragon Martial Infinite Vacuum Blades.

"Of course alive. Mistress Morgoth saved me so I could have some fun with you. "Oyun also drew out his legendary dragon martial art, the magic sword Fafjn.

"You idiot, have you been brainwashed by Mogoth?!" Ivan said angrily, "I'm so disappointed in you!" "I'm not brainwashed. I feel refreshed now, and my mind is clear. Oyun said, "The shijie that Lord Morgoth wants to build is the only way to save this shijie - a shijie who respects only the strong, and is fair and just."

Like the Parliament, the idiots who don't have liliang and only know how to eat, drink and be merry, shouldn't have been the rulers of Pantoraken in the first place-

This shijie is already in danger and facing destruction, and only a truly powerful ruler can guide the people of this country to live!" Oyun raised his sword and pointed directly at Arthur and his party: "No matter what, I can't let you advance. You guys, die by my sword!" "What the hell is he talking nonsense?" asked Tristan, puzzled.

"That. Arthur pointed to the sky.

The stone walls that originally had countless luminous mushrooms and large hollows underground were now replaced by red lights. Those red lights gradually took shape, forming a huge red magic amplification array.

Arthur has an impression of this thing. He had seen it in the Great Clock Tower in London. This formation had been causing trouble until it was broken by Pasiva.

The sky over London—nay, the whole of Pantoraken—was surrounded by a cloud of red. The already cold winter day became cloudy, and the whole shijie was an ominous dark red.

"What?!" Greenwiel had just finished off a Warlock Golem when she saw red snowflakes falling from outside the council hall. Some of the buildings collapsed due to the tremors, and even snow flakes drifted in.

"The whole shijie will start to go crazy, and the kingdom will burn in the flames. Then, the weak die, and only the strong survive. The old order will be overthrown, and the new order will come!" Oyun sneered, "This is the long-cherished wish of Lord Morgoth!" Arthur knew it. Morgoth doesn't care about the new order. She just wanted to see the whole Shijie being defended by Chaos, and the expressions of despair and pain on people's faces.

If they don't stop the enchantress soon, it will all come true. Citizens stained with red snow flakes will be hypnotized and start wreaking havoc!

Pantoraken will be dyed the whole country blood-red!

"Arthur," Evan shouted, "you go first, and I'll take care of it here." "But—" "Alright, let's go." Oyun, a stupid brother, has been bullying me since I was a child. It's time for him to pay off his previous debts. Ivan raised his gun and aimed it at Oyun.

"Good luck. Arthur and Tristan ran forward.

Oyun didn't even stop the two men. His gaze remained on his younger brother Ivan.

"Is this unsuccessful little devil still brazenly saying that he wants to teach me a lesson? Oyun sneered, "You've been a useless coward since you were a child. If there is anything, you will just shrink in the corner and cry. A guy like you can't wait to punch a few more punches!" "You haven't beaten enough yet, so try again!" The half-dragon boy glared at his brother with sharp eyes, "It's going to make you unable to eat and walk around!" "Hah!!h

"Uhhh!!h

Arthur and Tristan ran along a straight path, and their destination was very clear, the tower in the center of the ground.

The top of the thing glowed with a strange red light, and the pillar of light joined the red mana amplification array on the wall - even the blind knew that Mogoth was casting a magic spell on that tower.

Guarding the entrance to the tower was a teenager.

Werewolf boy.

"You must be kidding me—" Tristan yelled.

This was originally the purpose of Arthur's party breaking into this dungeon: to rescue Bediwell.

And now, Bediwell, who has red hair all over her body, is dominated by wildness, and holds a pair of red photon claws as a weapon, but stands in front of Arthur and Tristan!

"Whew-" The red wolf let out a low growl, as if it was ready to pounce on it at any moment to attack!

"Arthur, you go first. Tristan picked up his silver spear, a treasure previously obtained from the elves' arsenal, designed like a pair of tuning forks capable of crushing targets with hyper-vibration!

"Don't hurt Bediwell, knock him out. Arthur said.

"I know it in my heart, and I don't need you to remind me. Tristan lunged forward and fired a shot.

The red wolf jumped away from the attack, just enough to make a way for Arthur to rush through. The wolf intends to attack Arthur, but is forced away again by the ice arrow shot by Tristan!

"Your opponent is me, Bedi!" Tristan shouted to attract the attention of the red wolf, "Come on, my friend! let's play a game together!" Tristan unleashed an ice mist spell that enveloped the surrounding shijie in haze and cold.

"Whew-" The red wolf spewed out steam-like smoke all over his body, and he let out a low howl and rushed towards the fish-man boy!