The Paladin in the Abyss-Chapter 539 - 563 Seeing Gertie Again

Chapter 539: Chapter 563: Seeing Gertie Again Chapter 539: Chapter 563: Seeing Gertie Again Under the command of Lancelot, Kalalin used the teleportation scroll for the first time, bringing everyone back to the cave near the Gate of Stroddet. They were pleased to discover that the warning arrangements they had left behind when they departed were still intact, and there were no signs that the cave had been visited, indicating that Lancelot’s concealment formation had indeed been effective.

Although dusk was approaching, the group still left the cave to check the situation near the portal. They returned to the little hill where they had previously lurked and peered from a distance through the snow and fog at the ‘zone’ beneath the mountain foot. Frost Giants loyal to Solheim and Kostcheqi were still hunting each other across the snowy plains, the scene unchanged from their last visit, as if a classic drama were being replayed again and again.

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“You guys think Solheim must know that Kostcheqi has been captured in the Nine Hells, right?” Bruto watched the battle below with muted interest, from this distance the towering Frost Giants were no different from ants, “Why doesn’t he take this chance to come down to this plane and just wipe out Kostcheqi’s lair completely?”

“True Gods seldom leave their own Divine Kingdom, let alone travel from the plane where their Divine Kingdom is located,” the Elf Priest shook his head, “The Divine Kingdom is like a lighthouse on the shore, guiding the mortals in the mortal world. If you take out the brazier inside, can you imagine how much trouble that would cause?”

“I can’t,” Bruto answered bluntly, “Such as?”

“Merely allowing the faithful to get lost in the Netherworld is bad enough, but more importantly, they wouldn’t be able to respond to the prayers of their faithful or grant their priests Divine Arts. In this universe full of dangers, that’s not a good thing,” Alamir explained patiently to the Dwarf, “You should know that the Deities are also engaged in endless struggles, and the deities with similar divine offices would not miss such a chance. They will make their braziers burn brightly and take the opportunity to attract more bewildered souls.”

“So, Olul’s incarnation was like a torch taken from the brazier?” Bruto asked curiously, “That really doesn’t sound too good, I mean, Lancelot, old Reap, Tijana, and I teamed up and directly knocked it down…”

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“Uncle Bruto is bragging!” Young Isha, who rarely interjected, suddenly spoke up, “It was mostly thanks to Sister Tijana, right?”

“Who says?” the Dwarf glared at the young Vampire displeasedly, “If you don’t believe me, go ask Tijana. If it weren’t for the three of us hacking around that chunk of ice, she wouldn’t have been able to bomb it so comfortably from the sky with spells…”

“We mortals are still fine, all non-chaotic evil True Gods are severely weakened in strength in the Abyss,” Kalalin added from the side, “Although there is no evidence to show a direct cause and effect between killing gods and becoming gods, there’s still much that can be exploited. About a hundred years ago, Lord Wu’an captured the Goddess of Wealth Woken, and planned to have his daughter take her place. If it wasn’t for a team of adventurers that rescued Her in time, Grazzt’s plot could very well have succeeded. With a daughter who controlled the divine office of wealth at his side, it’s likely that the title of Prince of the Abyss would have changed hands…”

“There’s such a thing?” Lancelot perked up upon hearing this, “But didn’t you just say that true deities seldom venture into the Abyss at great risk?”

“I’m not clear about the ins and outs of how Woken was captured. It is said that both sides reached some sort of cooperation, but Azgralath’s master chose to betray at the last moment,” Kalalin shrugged his shoulders, “That was a turbulent year, the deities were driven out of their divine kingdoms and walked the earth in the form of saints. At that time, they lost most of their power, even several powerful mortals could combine forces to defeat a true deity. You know, it’s hard to keep rational when in mortal danger, it seems the divine are no different.”

“I’ve also heard about this, it’s said that Woken wanted to sneak back to her own Divine Kingdom through the Abyss. During the turbulent years, all priests had lost contact with their deities, and if she could be the first to return to normal, she would definitely attract a lot of believers,” Alamir sighed and shook his head, “How to put it, as the Goddess of Commerce, greed is a part of Her character, which is why She fell for the deception.”

“That’s also a good lesson, for demons, when betrayal could lead to greater benefit, you don’t need to guess how they will choose,” Kalalin said, looking at Lancelot with a meaningful glance, “When dealing with them, never forget this point.”

“I know what you want to say,” Lancelot nodded gently, “In fact, I think this principle applies when dealing with anyone.”

Kalalin wanted to say more, but the expression on Lancelot’s face suddenly changed, and he made a special hand signal. Seeing that gesture, everyone else was taken aback, but they immediately drew their weapons and quickly formed a battle formation, scanning every corner around them with vigilant eyes.

“What’s the enemy?” Bruto trembled slightly with excitement, “Ice worms? Frost Giants? Or a passing White Dragon?”

“Frost Giants, six of them,” Lancelot said gravely, “They have discovered us, but something is off…”

“What is it?” Bruto turned his head in puzzlement and glanced at him, “Are they trying to surround us?”

“No, I sense a familiar presence,” Lancelot shook his head, “Let’s not be hasty in taking action…”

As he spoke, rhythmic vibrations began emanating from the ground, and massive figures gradually emerged from the snowstorm nearby. The giants approached with a pace that was neither hurried nor slow, displaying a caution never before seen in their previous encounters with them. However, as their figures became clearly visible, Alamir was the first to open his mouth in surprise and exclaimed,

“Wait, isn’t that…”

“Madam Gertie Oriel Sdottir,” Lancelot announced in a loud voice the name of the leading Frost Giant, “Is it really you?”

“Sir Lancelot.” The golden-haired female Frost Giant stopped about twenty feet from them, looking down from above, “Our last meeting was not very pleasant, was it?”

“To be honest, I didn’t expect to see you again, Madam,” Lancelot took off his longsword from his shoulder and thrust it heavily into the snow in front of him, “After all, I burned your corpse to ashes with my own hands last time. No offense intended, I was just worried that other Frost Giants might commit a sacrilegious act.”

“Hmph, did you think you really won?” Gertie opened her arms, showing off her muscular body, “The Goddess of Ice blesses me, foolish mortal. Last time was just a minor test of your strength, you can’t actually kill me.”

“So that’s how it is,” Lancelot smiled and glanced at the followers behind the female Frost Giant, “So have I passed the test then, Madam?”