NABC Chapter 405: 419 Portal
Chapter 405: 419 Portal
Chapter 405: Chapter 419 Portal
In people’s general impression, Demons are either corrupters lurking in the dark, spreading decay and chaos everywhere, or they are mad and frenzied destroyers, bringing slaughter and destruction wherever they go. For the latter, these supernatural beasts never flee from battle but fight to death until the last moment, spitting at their opponents even when their limbs are severed and their teeth plucked out.
But that is not the true nature of demons. Scholars had long understood that Fiends, when killed outside their native plane, do not truly die; instead, they are reborn in the plane where they were born. This includes both the Tanari Demons of the Bottomless Abyss and the Yugros Demons of Scorched Flame Hell, as well as the Bartez Demons of Nine Hells. This means that these members of the Demon Race do not have any concerns when fighting outside their native planes.
Most areas of the Bottomless Abyss are not suitable for living, even for Demons. Most Demons are permanently imprisoned in this plane, suffering from the harsh conditions of the Abyss and often enslaved and tortured by more powerful demons, constantly at risk of being sent on dangerous missions or becoming the vent for their “master’s” capricious moods.
The only consolation for these Demons is the torment of other “people” — whether weaker inferior Demons or those “Adventurers” who intrude into the Abyss.
The premise above holds unless they find a way to leave the Abyss.
For those lowly, miserable Demons, traveling to other planes is like going to a carnival, and mortals’ impressions of Demons are based on those who run wild on the Prime Material Plane. Not all demons possess the ability to leave the Abyssal Plane. This requires profound magic knowledge and great power, or a cultist calling their names on the material plane; ordinary Demons clearly cannot possess either.
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Ironically, Demons who want to leave cannot escape, while those who can rarely have the motivation to do so — these powerful demons are among the ruling classes of the Abyss and usually focus their energies on maintaining and enhancing their power to compete with rivals, rather than causing trouble on the Prime Material Plane.
Therefore, seeing that the number of enemies, whose origins were unknown, was increasing, and their combat power clearly surpassed their own, the two most distant Seducer Demons did not hesitate to flee.
The remaining four Seducer Demons were quickly killed under the siege of the crowd. Lancelot did not try to pursue the fleeing Demons; given his current condition, even if he caught up to them, a quick kill would be difficult, and with the portal framed with skeletal remains just in sight, returning to Androlina was the top priority.
“Is that Lamborado Lake?” The Great Elder Quirion stepped beside Lancelot and pointed at the blurry scene in the center of the portal, “Which means, the other end of the portal is on Mother Mountain...”
“Endless,” Lancelot grimly answered. “Get your men ready.”
“Prepare for battle!” Kaladray shouted immediately, “Defensive formation!”
A murmur stirred among the crowd, but they quickly sprung into action. The Guardians’ defensive formation was uncomplicated: warriors armed for melee formed a dense line at the front, while archers took to various elevated positions behind them. Lancelot and his companions easily found their places within the formation.
Before everyone had fully formed up, a swarm of Coward Devils burst in through the great doors of the Throne Hall. Archers immediately shot arrows, and these lesser demons couldn’t advance more than a couple of steps before collapsing to the ground, their bodies resembling dead hedgehogs bristling with arrows.
But this was no good sign, as the lack of coordinated command became apparent when a large group of Berserk Demons charged in behind the Coward Devils. The incoming fire was noticeably scantier, and these Berserk Demons were not ordinary foes; clad in various armors and wielding heavy shields, their sheer weight could scatter the Guardians’ line if they smashed through.
Lancelot no longer had True Yuan to summon vines; he gripped his Great Sword tightly. Others might not withstand the heavy demons’ charge, but he was determined not to let the enemy breakthrough his defense from the front!
But he almost forgot, there were still spellcasters on his side. Kalalin quickly unfurled a scroll and activated the spell inscribed within in an instant. He loudly called out the trigger words, which were also the spell’s name:
“Web!”
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