Chapter 765 - 786 Ominous Sign
As Bruto had promised earlier, he remained conscious during the battle, and as soon as he heard Lancelot’s call, he immediately ran back and was hauled onto the horse by the latter. Meanwhile, little Ysa flew back to the Human Knight, turning back into a bat amid a puff of smoke, and attached herself to Lancelot’s cloak.
"Is everyone all right?" Lancelot’s gaze quickly swept over his companions, confirming that everyone was in good shape, "Let’s get out of this damned place..."
In the distant, hazy fog, more dark shadows kept emerging from the ground. Fortunately, the Elf Priest’s explosion of Divine Power had cleared a large open area, giving the mounts the space they needed to gather speed. Lancelot led the charge at the forefront, holding his Hand Half Sword Frostslash high. The aqua Sword Aura flickering on the blade allowed his attacks to extend beyond the weapon’s physical length, and each time he swung his sword, a zombie or skeleton still dozens of feet away would be cleaved in two. Even if they managed to somehow ’reattach’ themselves afterward, the group was sure to have run far away.
Behind Lancelot, Bruto kept throwing his Magic Warhammer—with the Returning Enchantment it had, he could afford to do so without restraint. The Dwarf preferred the skeletal enemies, as the visual effect when the Warhammer hit them was very pleasing to the eye. Anyone participating in this activity could enjoy the sense of destruction, and Bruto even had the untimely thought that perhaps opening an Undead hunting ground in Twin Bridges Town would be a good idea, surely the Demons would like what he was doing right now.
Behind the two, Alamir and Tanya took up positions to the left and right, with Kalalin closely following. The four formed a tight diamond formation, with the Elf Priest and the Half-elf Cursed Swordmaster clearing up any stragglers that made it through. As a Priest of the Domain of Life, Alamir actually had very impressive combat skills, especially in defense, which is why he usually took position on the left side of the formation. The left-hand shield-bearing Elf could play to his strengths better on this side.
After cutting down dozens of disgustingly hideous foes, the companions finally completely burst out of that graveyard-like slope. The burning undead had disappeared behind the thick fog, while their wretched screams still echoed in their ears. After riding some distance further, they returned to their original dirt road, where Lancelot gradually slowed down the horses, eventually stopping at a crossroad.
"We should be safe here," the Human Knight patted Bruto, and both dismounted one after another, "Let’s rest for a bit and let the horses catch their breath. Also, I need to have a word with this guy alone..."
The companions dismounted, curiously watching as the Human Knight led the Nightmare away, disappearing beyond a small hill by the side of the road.