Don't call me evil god

Chapter 536 Stone Chamber
Dolan is true to his word.

It only took a few seconds of chaos for him to seize the opportunity. His skinny monkey-like body was extremely soft and agile, and he quickly broke free from the tight ropes.

After regaining his freedom, he didn't even use [Stealth].

A half-baked [Stealth] will cause his movement speed to drop significantly, and after using it once, he will have to wait a long time for the shadow energy to gather again.

This is a precious opportunity, so don’t waste it if you can.

Just by blocking the blind spot of the guard and the cultist's vision, he managed to sneak up behind the cultist without anyone noticing.

This is pure skill.

Excellent body control and hand-eye coordination.

If it were the previous Dolan, the risk of doing this would be very high. Even if he had practiced a lot, his success rate would still be only about 2% to 3%.

But now he has the blessing from Norwen.

The combat assistance that lasts for a long time at the cost of consuming destiny points will dye the world in Dolan's eyes a distinct red.

The area covered by red light represents the area within the guard's field of vision.

Those areas that were not covered were the blind spots in his vision where he could take advantage of the opportunity to act!
With sufficiently accurate judgment, Dolan's success rate can be at least 9%.

Leaving that 10% is a conservative statement, after all, no one can predict unexpected situations.

There were no surprises in this operation.

Before being tied up, their weapons were naturally confiscated.

Dolan was even able to avoid being discovered by moving around the blind spots of the guards' field of vision, and quietly pulled out the meat-cutting dagger that one of the guards carried from his waist.

The dwarf guard didn't realize he had lost something until the deadly weapon accurately pierced the cultist's heart.

"?!"

Dolan hit the target with one strike, drew his weapon, and retreated without hesitation.

It's not enough to just deal with this cultist, there are still 4 dwarf guards on the scene!

He couldn't handle so many guards by himself.

He leaped towards Lancelot who was rolling on the ground, and his hands nimbly touched the other's back like a butterfly, and the originally dense rope was untied in an instant.

Lancelot was not as agile as Dolan, so he couldn't get away directly, but the warrior's body was strong enough. Without the restraints, he only needed to exert force and the original ropes would explode.

"Bah! Bah!"

"You bastard! You were the one who tied me up last time, right? Come on, let's have a good fight!"

Although the other party could not understand the common language and didn't know what Lancelot was shouting, his momentum was there anyway.

Spitting out the rag that was blocking his mouth, Lancelot waved his fists and faced the four dwarf guards head-on to prevent them from interfering with Dolan in untying his companions!

His expertise in boxing and kicking as well as his barbarian bloodline are just right for this kind of combat environment!
It is strong enough to withstand attacks for a short period of time and has good combat capabilities even without weapons!

……

With Lancelot temporarily blocking the guards in front, Dolan did the same and soon freed Sam and Bacon.

Dolan slipped past the dwarf guards again, and in his hands he had a short stick, a knife, and a purse that looked fairly bulging.

"then!"

The knife was handed to Bacon and the short stick was thrown to Sam.

With a weapon that's barely usable, and the assistance of combat skills and magic, it's an average one-on-one duel. There's no reason for him to lose this time!

In no time, the dwarf guards were knocked to the ground one by one. Lancelot found the bloodletting knife used in the sacrifice and stabbed each of the four guards in the chest without hesitation.

"Ugh!"

"Wooga!"

Lancelot finally felt relieved after seeing their life bars empty and the "death" message appear in the [Combat Assist].

He had no intention of being merciful.

Last time, he was drained of blood, flesh dug out and bones removed by the cultists in front of these wild dwarves.

They were still shouting meaningless words in unison, looking fanatical.

Since they are in cahoots with the cultists, Lancelot has no reason to let them go, regardless of whether they have been contaminated by the power of the evil god or not.

Lancelot never wanted to experience the horrific torture of sacrifice again in his life.

His entire body was covered in wounds, each of which was filled with severe pain and itching. The new flesh and blood was tightly connected to his original body, and he could feel its feelings, but he had no control over it.

Although death is no longer the greatest fear, the pain before death is still inevitable.

After killing the cultists and guards who were guarding them, the four had enough time to catch their breath and carefully observe the structure of this underground area.

This space generally presents a regular square structure.

A hole of just the right size was shattered on one side of the rock wall, and the huge shriveled tentacle stretched out from the hole.

The rock walls on both sides are very flat, even smooth.

There is nothing on it.

No cracks, no gravel, no dirt.

The underground space opened up simply by excavation will definitely have an uneven surface.

This place seems to have been specially polished and repaired.
But the lamps and candles used for lighting are placed directly on the ground. Ordinary dwarven buildings like to insert them into the walls or hang them embedded in the rock walls above their heads.

This place does not conform to the traditional characteristics of the dwarves.

Following the route they were escorted here, an irregularly shaped "hole" connected this underground space with the passage dug by the dwarves.

The passage outside looked normal.

Uneven channel surface.

At regular intervals, an oil lamp was embedded in the rock walls on both sides, providing barely enough lighting to identify the direction.

This is standard dwarf style.

The intricate excavated passages are interconnected, forming a huge maze-like structure. Basically, only those dwarves with the best memory can identify the direction to go.

People like Lancelot would most likely get lost inside, wandering around in circles without being able to find the correct route.

The last time he was escorted here, Lancelot's mind was full of the huge shriveled tentacle and the dangerous and evil sacrificial ceremony, and he didn't pay any attention to the differences in these details.

Now that they had enough time, they discovered that this underground area had a distinctly strange and abnormal atmosphere.

"Here..." Bacon frowned and said hesitantly, "It doesn't look like an area excavated by dwarves. It looks like a stone chamber like this has always existed."

"During the excavation process, the wild pickaxe dwarves broke through the stone wall and entered this stone chamber, which resulted in completely different environmental features inside and outside."

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(End of this chapter)