The knight in the abyss

Chapter 111 Explosion Site
The goblin grasped the timing perfectly, and when the bomb was less than ten feet from the ground, he pressed the red button on the remote control.But like most goblin creations, except for a problem with a certain device, the bomb failed to detonate immediately, but just fell straight on a berserker, crushing the nearly 8-foot-tall demon into a disgusting ball of meat puree.

"What's going on? It's impossible!" Phil repeatedly pressed the red button and knocked the remote control on the ground, but nothing happened.And the group of Berserkers at the gate had surrounded them excitedly, appreciating the creative way of death of their companions.

At this moment, perhaps because of the vibration when it landed, the bomb returned to normal without warning.The goblin pressed the red button on the remote control again, and the sudden flash of light instantly restored his face.

"Lie down!!" He threw himself on the ground, and at the same time stretched out his hand to pull the halfling to the ground.

Lancelot's field of vision was instantly completely occupied by strong white light. Fortunately, the zhenqi concentrated in his eyes provided protection, otherwise he would probably be blind for a long time.

He felt bad, and with his true energy, he swung his wings desperately, and flew to the distance at the fastest speed.

The intensity of the light gradually weakened, and Lancelot noticed that a scorching fireball was gradually rising, and below it was a column of smoke, which formed a jellyfish-like combination with the fireball, and was slowly moving upwards.

Lancelot regretted it for a while. It seemed that all the werewolf's accusations and precautions against the goblin were reasonable. He should have understood this after seeing the bomb that killed the three Sumo.

But it was useless to regret it now. He waved his wings fiercely again to increase his speed, and then retracted his wings to make his resistance as small as possible. The strength of one's physical body is at its maximum.

After all, he is someone who has experienced an explosion, and he knows exactly what is coming next.

The shock wave caught up to him about 15 seconds after detonation, and the violent air flow made him feel like a rubber ball had been kicked hard in the ass by a giant.

Fortunately, being at a high altitude, there is nothing but air around, which greatly weakens the lethality of the shock wave.Lancelot was pushed by the airflow and turned a few somersaults in the air. He barely controlled his rolling body, and found that he was almost blown out of Oasis Castle.

At this time, he only needs to flap his wings, and he can leave the Oasis Castle, and the goal of escaping from the Oasis Castle is directly achieved.But the partners who stayed in Oasis Castle in this way may be in danger.From the perspective of personal interests, this is undoubtedly the best choice, but Lancelow can't do such a thing as abandoning his partner.He struggled to get his bearings, trying to figure out where the slave pens were.

It's not difficult.

I saw a mushroom-shaped cloud of smoke slowly rising, which was undoubtedly Phil's masterpiece.The gate-like entrance on the ground has been completely blown up, and a raging fire is burning within a radius of fifty feet. It seems that even the stones have been ignited.

"My dear, this might be too powerful." Lancelot was afraid for a while, but fortunately he was flying at high altitude, otherwise it would be really dangerous.

Wait, Phil and Cora are less than a hundred feet from the gate, how are they doing?

Lancelot's heart tightened, and he flew towards the explosion.

I have to say that the improvement of his flying skills in the past 1 minute is greater than all the previous exercises put together. He is already flying very proficiently, and after a while, he landed on the place where he stood before.

The abandoned building that was originally used to hide the figure has turned into rubble, and the gravel completely covered the small hole that Phil dug.

"Phil! Cora! Are you still alive? He couldn't care less about avoiding being noticed by the demon, and called out loudly, but the pile of rubble didn't give him any response, an ominous sign.

Lancelot hurriedly began to pick up the rubble, and no sooner had he picked up a few pieces than more arms joined him.Lancelot looked up and found that it was Brutal and the others.

I saw that the dwarf's entire body was stained blood red by some unknown liquid, and minced meat of suspicious composition was still hanging from the gaps in the armor, as if it had come out of the meat of a sausage.

"What's your situation?"

"Don't mention it." Brutal shook his head and continued with his movements.

Lancelow cast doubtful eyes on Kara Lin, who shrugged and briefly explained.

"One, or several, corpses of Berserker Demons were blown onto our heads, and their state was as if they had been drilled out of a meat grinder."

"Oh." Lancelot curled his lips, "That scene must be very impressive."

On the other side, Aramiel has already started chanting the incantation of resurrection, ready to pull his friend's soul back from the underworld.

Halfway through the digging, the gravel suddenly surged up by itself, and the goblin Phil suddenly got out from below, followed by the halfling Korra who was obviously not quite sober.

"Cough, cough, cough... What are you doing? You saw that..."

Old Rip kicked up and kicked Phil back to the ground.

"Goblin, fuck you, your explosive yield has never been accurate! Why didn't you just blow up you, a green monkey, this time?" The werewolf looked very excited, and the explosion that seriously exceeded expectations obviously aroused He has many very unpleasant memories.

"Oh!!! Old Rip! I'm glad to see you too!!!" The goblin seemed to be hearing not quite normal, and didn't realize that he was kicked down at all, so he showed a sincere smile at the werewolf, "Did you see that beautiful mushroom cloud?? Isn't it amazing!!"

The werewolf rolled his eyes and turned his head away from the explosive maniac.

"Hi!! Aramiel!!!" Cora also greeted the elf enthusiastically, the expression on her face was full of excitement, like a child having a good time outside.

Seeing that the goblin and Cora were fine, Lancelow couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and turned to look at the scene of the explosion.

The blazing fire had gradually died down, and a big pit appeared where the gate originally stood, and there was nothing higher than three feet in the surrounding circle.

There were no remains of demons at the scene. The shock wave of the explosion threw the pieces of meat far away, and some of them remained in the gaps in the armor of the dwarves.

Obviously, the next step in the original plan—coaxing the guards to fight the devils to the death—was no longer necessary, because the object to be coaxed had disappeared.

"Shall we go in?" He looked at the werewolf, who was also assessing the damage caused by the explosion.

"Of course." The werewolf shrugged at him, "No one is stopping us now."

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