The Paladin in the Abyss-Chapter 361 - 375: Infiltrating the Building

Chapter 361: Chapter 375: Infiltrating the Building

Lancelot was lucky, or perhaps the Shadow Armor really did provide excellent camouflage, as the two of them flew over the fortress without drawing anyone’s attention.

The Demon Fortress did not become quiet with the arrival of night; various noisy sounds mingled together, drifting into the ears of the infiltrators. The outermost square was still bustling with many people sparring—Lancelot saw human, Devilspawn, Gray Dwarves, and Goblin mercenaries among the Mortal Races, as well as elite Demons like Berserk Demons and Brezu Demons, and even a few ugly Giants.

The wall that separated the middle layer from the outer layer was very solid, with stone walls ten feet thick, though the exterior was quite rough. It was unclear whether this was the masterpiece of slave labor or the result of High Rank magic. Nevertheless, the defensive function of this wall was beyond doubt. However, according to Acheron’s words, the coalition of the forces of good had never attacked this fortress. The furthest they had advanced was a hundred miles away from Gaomendikolia, where they had to withdraw due to heavy casualties.

In the fortress’s middle layer were barracks, beast stables, Blacksmith shops, academies, and other functional buildings. These buildings also had thick walls that could be used as loopholes for shooting, quite like fortresses unto themselves. At the moment, most of the windows emitted firelight, and the endless clang of metal forging continued, with thick smoke smelling of sulfur constantly billowing out, signaling that the war machine below was working at full capacity.

The inner layer of the fortress was a lonely three-story building. Of course, ‘small’ was relative—this building was about sixty feet wide and a hundred feet long, with each floor housing about a dozen rooms. As the terrain was elevated, the ground of the inner layer was much higher than the walls of the middle layer, allowing those inside to overlook the entire fortress, also keeping this area away from the hustle and bustle below.

At the moment, only one or two windows in the small building were lit. A patrol team composed of seven or eight Berserk Demons circled the building. These Berserk Demons wore metal Armor and carried heavy Battle Axes or large hammers on their backs, which reminded Lancelot of the Berserk Demon con artist he had encountered when he first arrived at the Demon Capital.

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However, the Armor of these Berserk Demons was very practical. With a lot of hollow designs to reduce weight while ensuring the protection of vital areas. Only warriors who had truly been through many battles (and survived) would dare to do so, all in the pursuit of greater speed and destructive power.

In Lancelot’s Spirit Perception, these Berserk Demons emanated a very potent aura. Even Bruto, who was best at dealing with giant toads, might not necessarily win in a one-on-one fight. Engaging with this group of Demons probably wasn’t a good idea. Fortunately, the patrol of these Berserk Demons was not very diligent, and their neckless bodies almost never looked up into the sky.

Lancelot adjusted the angle of his wings to catch the oncoming night breeze, reducing his speed while also better control his direction. Elothysia, who followed behind, immediately understood his intent and swiftly adjusted her own posture as well.

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After circling in the air for half a loop, Lancelot landed when the Berserk Demon patrol team happened to be on the other side of the building, completely unaware of their presence. Landing was the only part Lancelot was not very proficient at, so he still risked casting a Dharma Decree for a Soundproof Barrier to ensure no one heard the noise he made.

Elothysia landed gracefully on the ground, as silent as a black crow.

‘Shall we go in now?’ she asked Lancelot again through their telepathic link, her tone sounding somewhat anxious.

“Wait a moment, that patrol won’t be able to see us for at least half a minute.” Lancelot silently shook his head, sat down cross-legged on the spot, and quickly closed his eyes to enter the state of Spiritual Sight, using it to detect the surroundings and the interior of the building.

The Succubus Paladin beside him was caught off guard by this unexpected act and could only wait patiently nearby. But Lancelot knew that, even though it appeared risky, Spiritual Sight would allow him to clearly “see” the enemy distribution and better avoid accidental discovery.

The surrounding environment reconfigured into silver lines, and the situation of the three-story building became transparent before his eyes. Besides the Berserk Demon patrol outside, there was one four-armed Arrow Demon on guard at each high point, but they were all focusing outward, their backs to the direction of the building.

There were quite a few wandering demons inside the building as well, mostly on the first and second floors. The third floor, to which they were heading, had very few, and Lancelot did not detect the presence of overly powerful beings like the six-armed Serpent Demon or Barlow Flame Demon.

As time ticked by, Elothysia could already hear the heavy footsteps and the sound of armor rubbing. But Lancelot still hadn’t emerged from that state. Around the corner not far ahead, the hoof of a Berserk Demon had already protruded out, and in the next second, they would come face-to-face. The Succubus Paladin’s eyes revealed a resolute expression, and her right hand reached for the sword hilt at her waist, preparing for battle.

But just then, Lancelot placed his hand on her leg, and the world before the Succubus flattened out, turning into a two-dimensional plane with complex patterns, which swept past quickly. In the next moment, the world returned to normal, but Elothysia found herself at the end of a corridor.

Only she and Lancelot were in the hallway, with painting after painting hanging on both walls, depicting scenes of slaughter, torture, and piles of skulls, causing discomfort. Behind them was a small window with a diameter of less than a foot, and the transformed Succubus Lancelot was peeping down from the wall by the window.

The Berserk Demon patrol passed by without any disturbance, completely unaware of the intruders’ presence.

Lancelot turned to Elothysia and gestured that everything was normal, then opened the Dimensional Bag at his waist and pulled out Bruto, Kalalin, and little Isha.

The two men had already put on their Transformation Rings. Under the effect of magic, Kalalin’s robe turned into a translucent, seductive gauze, and even with a face cover, Bruto’s figure was provocative. In contrast, Isha and Elothysia, looking much more “proper,” were embarrassed by the revealing outfits of the three.

Acheron, Alamir, Koula, and Kamoen were still inside the Dimensional Bag. Lancelot widened the opening to let air into the bag for those inside. Even with three less people, the air stored in the bag was only enough to last everyone for three minutes, so they had to act fast.