Chapter 230: Chapter 224: Trapped in a Deadly Situation

“You’d better hold onto this.” Elothysia tossed the amulet to Lancelot. “In your hands, it will be most effective.”

Lancelot reached out and caught it, considered for a moment, nodded, and put the amulet into his storage bag.

“When I have the strength, I will definitely find a way to completely resolve this issue for you,” Lancelot promised.

“You don’t need to make any promises to me, it’s I who owe you more,” Elothysia shook her head. “Moreover, don’t go after my former master casually. Although I once defeated it with my companions on the Prime Material Plane, a Barlow Flame Demon is nearly invincible in its own lair.”

“Of course, I won’t attempt recklessly,” Lancelot smiled, but he resolved within his heart that given the chance, he must kill that detestable Flame Demon, not only for the Succubus Paladin but also for the former Holy Warrior who had just perished by his hand.

“Enrique is finally dead,” the skull nearby spoke up. “But if we don’t have any good ideas, it won’t be long before we meet the same fate.”

At these words, everyone’s face changed. Lancelot looked around and saw they were in a closed space, thirty feet square and about ten feet high, with no apparent exits. If they couldn’t find a way out soon, they would likely suffocate to death once the air ran out.

Lancelot hurriedly took out the Twin Bridges Town emblem that Tijana had given him, but he immediately realized that the item was no longer usable. The magical power within the emblem had been heavily suppressed, and the emanations were in tumult.

“We won’t be able to return to Twin Bridges Town with that item,” Kalalin preempted Lancelot’s question. “In the Great Abyss, teleportation magic doesn’t work properly. Using it is like jumping into a meat grinder without knowing if it’s on. Unless we really have no other choice, I don’t suggest you gamble with your luck.”

“I’m sorry… It’s because of me that everyone ended up in this situation,” the Succubus Paladin said with a dim expression.

“Hey, it’s no big deal. Dwarves aren’t gonna get trapped and die underground,” Bruto said nonchalantly, jumping up and taking a shovel and cross pickaxe from his backpack. “Let’s just dig a tunnel out of here.”

“We just fell at least two thousand feet. We’ll all suffocate before you can dig to the surface,” the Elf mercilessly shot down the Dwarf’s idea. “If you want to dig a tunnel horizontally toward the Great Abyss, first you have to figure out which way the Great Abyss is, and that is equally impossible.”

“Thanks for the advice, really useful,” Bruto retorted sarcastically. “It would be even better if you could just lie down and rest, do nothing, and wait for me to dig through. That way, you’d conserve as much air as possible for me to work a bit longer.”

“We’ve all stored quite a bit of air in our dimensional bags. Let’s squeeze out the air from the bags. That should allow us to hold out another hour or two,” said Koula, ever the optimist. “If by then Bruto hasn’t dug a path to the surface, I’ve got a brilliant idea that is guaranteed to get us all back to that unpleasant mountain trail in the Great Abyss.”

“Sister Koula, what kind of method is that?” Little Isha asked curiously.

“The key to this method is you,” Koula said with a chuckle as she looked at the young vampire. “If we really are about to be suffocated, you just need to bite each of us once and drink a little blood. It’s best to start with me because I hear being choked to death is unbearably uncomfortable. The eyes bulge out like a goldfish, the skin turns purple, and you end up scratching your own neck bloody because of the difficulty breathing. I guess we don’t want it to end up like that.”

“Ah? Why is that?” Little Ysa’s expression looked like she was about to cry, “I… I don’t want to drink your blood…”

“What she means is to use your ability to turn us into vampires, so we wouldn’t need to breathe,” Kalalin said with a smile, comforting the young vampire. Then she cast an approving glance at the halfling, “Your mind really works well, Koula, to be able to come up with such… a unique solution.”

“I don’t want to turn you into vampires,” Little Ysa said despondently. “A vampire’s body is so much trouble–you can’t touch flowing water, can’t be in the sun, can’t wear silver jewelry, can’t eat food with garlic, and even have to carry your own coffin when you go out…”

“Of course, that would be a measure of last resort,” the Scholar said with an awkward expression, turning his head to look at the true backbone of this adventure team, “Lancelot, do you have some… what are you doing?”

The human knight had already taken off all his armor and put on a lightweight robe; his face was very serious, as if he had just made some kind of significant decision.

“I’m going to… make an attempt. If it succeeds, my strength will greatly increase, enough to take us back to the surface,” he said, standing up and looking at everyone. “But I only have a thirty percent chance of success, so Bruto, your attempt to dig a tunnel is our other hope. But if we both fail, then we’ll have to go with Koula’s plan. Little Ysa, we’ll rely on you then.”

“Don’t worry!” The dwarf thumped his chest confidently but accidentally pulled down his beard.

He instantly froze, his eyes widening as he touched his chin and mouth, and then all the hair on his face fell to the ground.

“What… what’s going on?” the dwarf asked confusedly, looking at everyone. “Why… why did my beard fall out?”

“I’m afraid it’s because of that black bile from earlier,” Alamir said apologetically, even though elves never grew beards, he could sympathize with the dwarf’s pain. “I’m sorry, the healing spell can’t preserve your beard, but with that belt, you should be able to grow an even better one soon.”

“Ahhhh! That detestable monster! My beard that I had finally grown!” Bruto stamped his feet in anger, looking like he was about to explode with rage.

“It’s not so bad,” Koula chimed in to comfort him. “You look a lot younger now.”

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“I look like a beardless gnome!” the dwarf said indignantly. “What in the world was that creature?”

“That was a giant skull demon,” Kalalin exhaled sadly, “I should have realized when I saw those strange limbs. They are a very ancient type of Obyrith demon, masters of flesh who can create organs and limbs through the chaotic energy of the Great Abyss. You all saw its twisted and insane form. If it weren’t for Elothysia today, our minds would have been shattered, turned into drooling idiots, seeing it as the most perfect life form in the universe, and feeling supreme pride in being able to serve such a perfect being.”

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