Doom Knight System

The order of the City of Sanctuary has been maintained by the royal family of Ingrey, or Her Majesty the Queen alone, with the powerful combat power of the demigod avatar is the guarantee of order.

Lancelot sat in his own temple, everything in front of him seemed to be in a trance, but then the system reminded him to cheer up.

"Ding dong! System prompt: You have your own eternal land, the knight garrison is automatically upgraded to advanced level, and the summoning legend template is opened."

Rumbling. The ground shook, and the tall knight garrison turned into a building similar to an ancient Roman arena, and its scale was more than a hundred times larger. All the Teutonic knights bowed their heads to express their respect.

Lancelot touched his chin, and said to himself: "Now is the time to add fire, and the royal family of Ingrey cannot be allowed to go on like this."

With a thought, the figure appeared in a small town in the city of shelter.

The town is very desolate, there is no one on the street, all of them are hiding in their homes, the air is filled with fear and despair, and it seems that they have lost the belief in survival.

Bang bang bang bang
Countless alien eggs were placed on the square by Lancelow, and then the eight-legged insects that broke out of their shells rushed in all directions, and then they could hear mournful wailing everywhere.

"Your sacrifice is worth it. I wish you eternal life in heaven." Lancelot sighed, drew a cross on his chest, turned and left without appreciating his masterpiece.

When Lancelot's consciousness returned to Hell, he found that both Jessica and Argonne were missing. After asking the dark dwarf, he learned that they were forcibly sent out to perform tasks.

Needless to say, this must be revenge against Lancelow. To the surprise of the messenger behind the scenes, Lancelow did not come to the door this time, as if the two female demons were not important at all, which made the behind-the-scenes a little flustered.

The Castle of the Lich King is still outside the Sea of ​​Undead, and the return of a large number of mercenaries has brought incomparable chaos. The succubi in the bar are eagerly selling drinks, and the confined space is full of fighting and screaming.

Lancelot got drunk and was holding the succubus to do something, but suddenly a terrifying aura surged from the center of Lich King's Castle, spreading in all directions.

A strange blood-red magic rune appeared on the floor of the entire bar, giving people an inexplicable sense of oppression.

"All the mercenaries are going to pick up the mission immediately. The Lich King's Castle is about to return to the alien space, and it won't appear in a short time!" A lich walked along the street and said slowly, the voice passed quickly, within a few seconds The time covered the entire Lich King's Citadel.

Hulala. All the mercenaries ran to the outside. Lancelot was about to follow behind to check the situation, but he was pressed on his shoulder by a rough hand. Looking back, he saw that this guy made a Stormrage Blade for himself. Master of the Dark Dwarves.

"Boy, don't be in such a hurry, there is still plenty of time, drink some wine with me." The dwarf master said with a smile.

Lancelot's fists were clenched together, making a crackling sound, moving the dark troll's huge body around, and slowly said: "Of course there is no problem with drinking, but you must tell me what happened."

"Hey. The Lich King's Castle will probably not appear again. Now the Lich King has caused a lot of trouble, and we will be free soon." The dwarf master said drunkenly.

Lancelot was stunned, and immediately stood up again. He held a lot of merit in his hand. If the Castle of the Lich King is really gone, then he must hurry up to redeem it.

Seeing the back of Lancelot rushing out, the dwarf master patted the table annoyed, but soon became intoxicated with alcohol again, and his face became more rosy.

The castle of the Lich King was in chaos. This news made the goblin store very lively. The demons were constantly exchanging various supplies, and from time to time there were fights for grabs.

Lancelow grabbed a Berserker and asked, "Where is the best store?"

"Eh, it's in the northeast corner, but the things there are not cheap." Berserker Demon's angry face quickly flinched when he saw Lancelow's fierce aura. After all, the difference in level between the two was very obvious.

Lancelow stepped up and knocked down all the demons in front of him, which quickly aroused everyone's dissatisfaction, but Lancelow had a bad reputation, and few people who didn't know how to provoke him.

There are not many demons in this store, maybe it is really because of the price, Lancelow looked at the print on his hand, there was an 8 clearly written on it, followed by a series of 0s.Originally, his contribution value would be deducted. Because of the changes in the castle of the Lich King, no lich had time to operate this matter, and Lancelow took advantage of it for nothing.

"Is there anything I can do to help you?" A fairy with dragonfly wings flew over and asked blankly.

"I need potions to strengthen my body, what can you recommend to me?" Lancelow didn't care about the attitude of the other party, and went straight to the point decisively.

The goblin said slowly: "We mainly deal in supplies related to high-level demons, such as demon true blood, or hearts. If your contribution points are enough, I suggest you directly transplant blood."

The corner of Lancelot's mouth twitched. He realized that he might not be able to afford the things indicated above, so he pointed to the fingerboard and said, "I need the true blood of the dark troll, and I can exchange them all."

"The true blood of the dark troll can increase the success rate of evolution and shorten the evolution time, but it is not ideal for strengthening the body. Are you sure you can exchange all of it?" the goblin asked.

"Exchange all!" Lancelot didn't hesitate. In fact, he didn't have any more choices. The main body deprived him of his priesthood. Now his control over the godhead has weakened significantly, and he doesn't know when he will merge with the main body. For one, it is necessary to evolve and strengthen the body as much as possible before that day arrives, otherwise once fused, the realm of the body will be lowered, and in severe cases, the Kingdom of God will even collapse.

The Holy Cloth of Gemini is like a double-edged sword, hanging above Lancelot's head all the time, urging him not to relax for a moment.

The goblin flapped its wings and took a transparent glass bottle from the warehouse behind. There were more than a dozen drops of black liquid in the bottle, which didn't mix with each other and kept rotating clockwise.

"Okay, now stretch out your arm, I want to collect your contribution points." After the goblin finished speaking, he took out a magic wand in his hand, and the next second, the number displayed on Lancelot's arm disappeared.