Chapter 833 Lich King

"Brother, come help me!"

Before Lancelot could make a move, Bruto had already spoken up. Although dwarves don't like having their opponents taken from them, that usually applies to one-on-one situations. Now he was surrounded by enemies, so asking his brother for help was only natural and didn't cause him any psychological burden. Lancelot knew that leaving the remaining two enemies to the priest and the cursed swordmaster wouldn't be an issue, so he let go of the enemy still struggling in the vines in front of him and turned to support the dwarf just ten feet away.

He lowered his long sword behind his back, and as he took a step forward and turned his body sideways, he looked like a catapult ready to launch. In the next instant, using his front foot as a pivot, he twisted his entire body forward like a pendulum, unleashing a powerful diagonal slash with his sword.