The knight in the abyss

Chapter 310 Banshee Wailing

The metal gate was so strong that time apparently hadn't done any damage to it.Lancelot continued to increase the strength of the true essence flowing into the handprints, and the vines he summoned became harder and stronger.But it wasn't until he used almost [-]% of his strength that the iron gate showed signs of loosening.

Accompanied by a loud roar, he finally 'pulled' the iron gate off the wall, raising a lot of smoke and dust.At the same time, a clear cry came into Lancelot's ears.

Judging from the reactions of others, he and the two elves were not the only ones who heard it this time.

Everyone stood nervously in place, their eyes sweeping around the smoke and dust and the surrounding walls, guarding against the banshee that could appear from anywhere.

After waiting for a while, there was nothing but the constant crying.But with their vision blocked, the resentful sobs brought great mental pressure to everyone.

"Karalin, the wind art." Lancelot said.This smoky and dusty environment was too chaotic, and even affected his sense of the flow of heaven and earth aura, so it had to be cleaned up as soon as possible.

Upon hearing this, the scholar immediately reached into his backpack and pulled out a scroll the size of his index finger.A normal level 2 spell scroll would not be this small, and only a scholar who repeatedly copied magic scrolls could write arcane runes smaller than a fingernail while still maintaining the precision of each stroke.

The scholar gently but firmly pulled the delicate scroll apart. Since this scroll was made by himself, he could skip the reading step and directly activate the spells stored on it.

The red light representing the magic of the Evocation system lit up, and the whistling wind sounded in everyone's ears, blowing away all the dust floating in the air soon.They focused their sights on the wall, where there was an extra hole where the iron gate used to be.

Lancelot felt that Brutal's breathing became obviously quickened.I saw a stone room behind the iron door, and a huge metal mirror was embedded in the wall at the bottom of the stone room.A faint shadow was looking into the mirror with her back to everyone, and the cry came from her mouth.

Through the reflection of that mirror, everyone saw the phantom's face.Different from what Lancelot saw before, the skin on that face turned up like dry bark at this moment, the flesh and blood around one eye socket and half of the mouth completely disappeared, and the white bones underneath were completely exposed.

While crying, the banshee kept stroking her face with her hands, trying to suppress the raised flesh and blood.

Weird, twisted, and terrifying, this is how the banshee's face gave everyone the feeling.If it weren't for the enhanced magic and the courage potion made by Kora, some people in the team would have fainted from fright.Judging from the clothes on the banshee, Lancelot confirmed that this was the ghost who came near their camp last night, but for some reason, his face became like this.

Lancelot also noticed other details.On the floor of the stone room, there were neatly placed several items that shone with magical aura, most of them were elf-style weapons, and there was a curled up skeleton in the corner, which was obviously the body of a banshee.

She was so absorbed in the futile attempts to fix her face and let out that unsettling cry that the loud movement behind her seemed to be completely unaffected by it.Everyone, look at me, and I look at you. Finally, Lancelot pinched the spell in advance, stepped forward and said to the shadow in Elvish language:
"Miss, excuse me."

The banshee was still doing her own thing, and Lancelot was completely ignored.

"Miss! Excuse me!"

Lancelot yelled at the shadow again.Not only was the volume louder this time, but he also mixed a trace of real energy into his voice. If this can still be ignored, it can only mean one thing:

The banshee is deaf.

This time the other party obviously responded.I saw that shadow suddenly became stiff, and slowly turned her terrifying face, through the metal mirror on the wall, to meet the eyes of everyone.

Seeing that the expression on that face changed from sad to ferocious in an instant, Lancelot said badly, and immediately activated the Fa Jue that he had been holding tight just now, and threw a light blue soundproof cover towards the stone room .

The banshee, who still had her back to the crowd, opened her mouth and let out a silent scream.The soundproof cover made by Lancelow lasted for less than two seconds before the sound of the cup breaking, followed by a terrifying sound wave that was extremely sharp, like claws scraping metal, swept through the crowd.

There was a powerful energy in that sound wave, which knocked everyone to the ground at once. Lancelot could hardly hold his own weapon, and the situation of others was even worse. Alamel's bottle of holy water fell And when he let go, the scrolls in Kalarin's pocket were scattered all over the floor.

But compared to the impact of energy, what is even worse is the mental attack contained in it.Under Lancelot's induction, the auras of Karalin and Korra instantly became as weak as sparks that were about to go out, and the others also dropped a lot, apparently suffering severe injuries.

Lancelot rolled back and stood up again, and Brutal, who had the advantage of height, was even faster than him.The dwarf had already entered a state of rage, and threw the warhammer in his hand directly at the shadow.Although this is a physical attack, the hammer is mixed with Mithril, which can also cause damage to ghost-like enemies.

The premise is to be able to hit.

During his adventures in the Great Abyss, Brutal has done a lot of flying hammers to shoot birds, and his accuracy can be said to be very good, but the Banshee is different from the enemies he encountered before.Facing the incoming hammer, the ghost simply moved sideways, and its figure sank into the stone wall beside it, making the dwarf's angry blow completely miss the target.

Brutal was about to use vulgar words to accuse the opponent of not standing still to receive his blow, when the terrifying figure of the Banshee came out from the ground in front of him.Facing the terrifying grimace, Brutal subconsciously put the shield in front of him, but he never thought that since the opponent could come out of the ground directly, how could he be blocked by an ordinary shield?

The figure of the banshee directly passed through the body of the dwarf, taking away a large amount of life energy.Brutal felt that his muscles became like soft cakes made by Cora, and the armor on his body felt as heavy as a thousand catties.

The dwarf fell slowly on his back, but the banshee had already turned around, ready to strike him with a finishing blow.

Just then, Lancelow's support arrived.The sword light on Frost Zhan soared to more than ten feet long, looking like a blue long spear.The sword light pierced into the gap between the banshee and the dwarf like lightning, and then swept towards the enemy fiercely.

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