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Chapter 229: Chapter 223: The End of the Sinner
But the monster’s cruelty and greed gave the Human Knight and his companions an opportunity–the trap was dug too deep, and the monster apparently hoped the victims’ fall would be as terrible as possible, which gave Lancelot enough space and time to continuously layer thin spider webs until they reached sufficient thickness.
As Lancelot increasingly amplified the output of his True Qi, the vines he summoned became thicker, but the soil and rocks above their heads were simply too heavy, and the group continued to plummet downwards.
“Ahhhh! We’re going to die!”
Suddenly, the Dwarf’s terrified shout rang in Lancelot’s ears, and he painfully twisted his neck to look, his pupils suddenly constricting.
After a prolonged fall, the bottom of the trap finally came into view, with less than a hundred feet remaining. Within five more breaths, they would make intimate contact with the ground formed by a pile of rocks at their current rate of descent, inevitably resulting in their bodies shattered and no chance of survival.
At this critical moment, Lancelot held nothing back anymore. The Innate True Qi, reserved as a last resort in the deepest recesses of his Dantian Qi Sea, burst forth. His body emitted a dazzling green light, and the newly summoned vines were thicker than the Dwarf’s behind, densely packing the entire pit.
Accompanied by the Dwarf’s increasingly sharp screams, the group’s descent towards the ground started to slow, and just beneath ten feet from the ground, the fall was finally halted. Everyone was suspended mid-air by several thick vines, the canopy above as dense as a thick forest.
“Too… tight…”
The Dwarf’s strained moan sounded, and Lancelot barely gathered the last shred of his True Qi to manipulate the vines and safely lower everyone to the ground.
A series of violent coughs erupted one after another as the companions who had escaped death by a hair lay on the ground, gulping in deep breaths. The recent ordeal had been too harrowing, and many had surely been convinced their time had come.
“Thank you, Lancelot, for saving our lives again,” the Dwarf collapsed face-up on the ground, “How many times has it been now?”
“Yes, if it weren’t for your miraculous abilities, I’d probably be waiting for the Goddess’s Divine Envoy to lead me by now.”
Everyone expressed their gratitude, while Lancelot simply smiled, indicating that it was merely what he should do. He looked around and was relieved to find all his companions present, including the Succubus Paladin and the Skeleton Clone Well who could have escaped but chose to rescue others, resulting in being dragged down together.
“Hey! Brother, are you all right?”
Seeing that his companions were safe, Lancelot finally relaxed, a wave of weakness washing over him. He stumbled, and the young girl, Isabelle, who had been watching him, immediately rushed to support him. The others’ faces changed at this sight, as in their eyes, Lancelot was always so strong and confident, always ready to face any challenge; they had never seen him so weak before.
“I’m okay, just a bit drained,” Lancelot said as he sat down with the help of the girl, but a brief sensing made him reveal a bitter smile.
The Qi Sea in his Dantian was completely empty, almost devoid of any True Qi.
“Ah…”
An unfamiliar voice sounded, startling everyone, who quickly looked around to locate the source of the voice.
The answer was quickly revealed–it was Enrique. That creature naturally hadn’t bothered to save his new toy that he had acquired just a day ago; he had fallen along with the rest. The Dark Guardian was now barely breathing more than he was exhaling, with dark energy drifting from his severed limbs like burnt-out ashes, about to vanish from this world.
Lancelot walked up and gently removed Enrique’s helmet.
Behind the black, covering helmet was a face as dark as charred coal, but as the dissipating black mist continued, the Dark Guardian’s complexion gradually faded, revealing a human face marred with terrible burn scars.
The red glow that had always burned in his eyes finally extinguished, replaced by a pair of clear black eyes. Enrique struggled to raise his head, looking towards Lancelot and spoke softly,
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome,” Lancelot nodded, “You are one of the strongest people I have ever fought. Rest now.”
“Rest?” The former Holy Warrior closed his eyes, a mocking curve on his lips, “No, endless torment still awaits me…”
At that moment, the Succubus Paladin approached, her hands glowing with a golden light, placed on Enrique’s forehead. A strong healing energy surged into him, prompting the resigned Enrique to open his eyes once again.
“Ah, it’s you,” his eyes showed surprise, “Do you pity me? Don’t waste your strength, my death is inevitable. But beneath my breastplate, there is a crystal amulet that can absorb the essence of demons. Yiltu wants me to use it to capture you. Take it, it works for you and against Yiltu, you must completely destroy your former master, or you will forever live on the run.”
“I understand, but that’s not why I’m here,” the Succubus Paladin shook her head, “Repent, Enrique, for everything you’ve done.”
For a moment, anger flashed through the eyes of the Dark Guardian, but it quickly dissipated, turning into something more complex.
“I have always harbored intense hostility towards you, solely out of jealousy for the courage you possess,” Enrique smiled, “You are a true Paladin, Succubus, even I, before my fall, was far inferior to you.”
“Repent.” The Succubus did not show any pleasure from the former colleague’s praise, instead, she urged him solemnly, “My power won’t sustain you much longer.”
“Thank you.” After a brief silence, Enrique finally spoke again, “I have made too many mistakes, and let myself live in lies, leaving countless sins in this world.”
“If you could, would you pay any price for redemption?”
“I would.”
“Good.” Elothysia’s golden palm began to dim due to lack of energy, “May the gods show their mercy.”
“Thank you.”
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Enrique said it again, and those were his last words. His head and body turned into a pile of ashes and completely dissipated.
Elothysia flipped through the armor left behind by Enrique and indeed found an amulet. At its core was a purple crystal cube, about an inch in size, with many metal wires engraved with mysterious Runes wrapped around it, resembling a cage trapping the crystal.
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