The Paladin in the Abyss-Chapter 386 - 400 Slightly Inferior

Chapter 386: Chapter 400 Slightly Inferior

Sure enough, the Demon’s tail whipped around the Great Sword like a lash. Had it not been for the enhanced physical strength from Foundation Establishment, Lancelot, fully clad in plate armor, would’ve been plucked out of the ground like a turnip, and that strike would have definitely hit him squarely.

But Ulgog had no intention of letting him off so easily. The Demon’s tail coiled around the blade of Glacier and with a fierce pull backward, aimed to disarm the Human Knight in the process.

Generally, such massive weapons were not sharp-edged, and even if they were edged, they would not be exceptionally sharp. This allowed knights with metal gauntlets to grip the blade directly, using the Great Sword more as a tool to leverage against their enemies. The Domineering Demon was very confident in the strength of its tail, hence its direct attempt to disarm its opponent.

Lancelot didn’t expect his first strike to hit the enemy’s body, and the Qingyuan Sword Technique was known to be less effective against metal objects. So, from the start, he didn’t activate the Sword Aura and instead used his True Yuan to enhance his own strength. But now that the Demon dared to entangle its tail with the blade of Glacier, he wouldn’t miss such an opportunity.

The Great Sword suddenly emitted a dazzling blue light, the manifestation of the Sword Aura from the Qingyuan Sword Technique. The sidelong Demon realized something was amiss, but before it could withdraw the pulling force, its tail had already been severed into several sections, like a beard sliced through by a razor.

“Auuuugh!!!” The Demon let out a resounding roar, filled more with rage than pain, “I will…”

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Lancelot didn’t let his foe finish its threatening speech. He stomped in the air as if stepping on solid ground, and the Great Sword came crashing down on the Domineering Demon once again, forcing it to focus on defense.

The shrill clanging of metal on metal rang out intensely. After initial probing, Lancelot knew he was still slightly outmatched, so he unleashed his full power without reservation. Although he wasn’t a Barbarian, the training he received also included methods to stimulate the body’s potential—a technique named ‘Tidal Movement.’

Activating this technique allowed him to break through his body’s limits for a very short time, achieving almost double the attack speed. Before Foundation Establishment, this state would only permit him to swing three extra swords, but now Lancelot could maintain this state for as long as ten breaths, bombarding his foe with relentless strikes like a six-armed Serpent Demon.

Despite having the upper hand in strength and size, the Domineering Demon was still thrown into disarray by the Human Knight. The Great Sword kept slashing down like a tempest, compelling the Demon to concentrate wholly on defense and feeling increasingly anxious in its heart.

It was obvious that the opponent was overexerting his potential, and such a state could not last, but there was a bigger uncertainty behind it: the Succubus undergoing promotion. The opponent’s desperation was naturally to buy time for Elothysia. Once she completed her Promotion, the situation would likely be completely different.

With this in mind, many thoughts spun in the Demon’s head. Why was this Human Knight here? It was certain that he had been turned into one of the Mother of Demons’ collectibles, having personally delivered the Human Knight and his companions to Cang Ye’s Gallery of Living Creatures. Who had released him? Where was the person who had freed him, and were they still watching from the shadows? Only a remarkable individual could lift the curse of Cang Ye’s Embrace. Was the Succubus’ sudden Promotion related to this mysterious figure who had yet to show themselves?

Ulgog grew more and more frantic, the Knight before him was already quite troublesome, and the Succubus undergoing Promotion behind him was like a ticking time bomb, let alone the mysterious figure whose power was unknown. This situation gave the Demon a significant headache, and the original plan to trade wound for wound was abandoned. Instead, it began to conserve its strength, ready to flee at any moment.

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That’s how Demons are, they consider problems more comprehensively than other Fiends, but when lacking sufficient information, they tend to overthink.

Although Lancelot couldn’t guess the thoughts of his opponent, he keenly sensed a change in the enemy’s mental state. The Demon’s defensive moves became more passive and inactive. It was clearly contemplating something else. Lancelot’s sword technique suddenly changed from broad sweeping strikes to continuous Vertical Slashes while summoning another Great Sword’s Sword Shadow to attack in sync with the main body.

Ulgog recognized it was an Illusion and therefore ignored it, choosing to parry the true body of the Great Sword with the groove between its double spikes. He immediately paid the price for this decision: the Sword Shadow solidly struck its shoulder, reluctantly tearing through the Demon’s scales, creating a long wound on the muscular body of the Domineering Demon.

“Damn it!”

With a fierce horizontal sweep, Ulgog forced the Human Knight back and lowered his head to inspect his injury. The Demon couldn’t understand; it clearly had the upper hand in strength, yet ever since the battle began, it continuously sustained injuries. This ignited the ferocity inherent in its demonic nature, throwing all previous considerations to the back of its mind and launching a counterattack with a vigor ten times more savage than the Human Knight’s.

However, his opponent suddenly changed tactics. Lancelot maximized his movement technique to its utmost, his body light as a feather, dodging in the midst of the Demon’s already unsophisticated attacks, making it seem as if the enemy were a cat chasing its shadow.

In the midst of this, the skull ornament hung on Lancelot’s waist was thrown to the ground, but the Demon didn’t care about that. Its eyes were only fixed on the Human Knight who had wounded it—as a High-Rank Demon, being injured by a mere mortal was an unthinkable disgrace that it couldn’t accept.

Lancelot was not merely dodging; he was also paying attention to the fixed patterns in his enemy’s attacks. Like most Fiends, this Demon, with advantages in size and strength, was not skilled in Martial Techniques. It favored following a leftward double-handed sweep with a single-handed forward chop: such linkage was fast and wide-ranging but relatively weak, and it lacked subsequent variations. If the initial sweep missed, it really shouldn’t follow up with such a move.

Once again, the Demon executed its leftward sweep, which Lancelot easily dodged. It habitually followed with a single-handed forward chop, but this time the Human Knight’s response was different.

Instead of continuing to dodge, Lancelot suddenly advanced, his Great Sword delivering a fierce upward thrust, colliding violently with the long handle of the Demon’s double spikes. Caught off guard, Ulgog couldn’t react adequately. Stumbling backward, he took half a step back, precisely over the fallen skull.

“The opportunity has come,” Lancelot communicated telepathically to Cromwell, “Get ready to make your move!”