our family is gone

Chapter 12 Flesh Reconstruction

Only then did the housekeeper who put on his glasses see the figure standing at the door. Lance's figure was slightly reflected by the candle in Susan's hand.

It's just that under the implied anger, Lance's expression looked horrifying under the flickering firelight, and the housekeeper couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw this.

"No...it can't be..."

"Do it." Lance ordered coldly. The murderous intent was undisguised, completely ignoring the sensitive identity of the butler, but a trace of fear appeared in the eyes staring at the target, and he said: "Don't show any mercy, you must go all out! .”

Disma didn't doubt it, he just thought that Lance hated the traitor, and immediately stabbed the butler's heart with a sword, and the dagger directly penetrated his thin body.

When Disma pulled out the blood and flowed out, the butler fell on the bed without showing any inhuman strength.

The housekeeper is someone who hangs out with the ancestors. Although he doesn't know if he is a human being, he is definitely more dangerous than anyone else in Lance's heart at this time.

Not to mention he's the only one with the potential to see through Lance's lies, so he has to die!
"what!"

The woman woke up and screamed subconsciously when she saw this scene, and fell off the bed in fear.

Just when Disma was about to make up the knife, Lance stopped him.

"I need to ask him something, you take her away." Lance waved his hands irritably, motioning for the two to take the woman away, and soon there were only the dying housekeeper and him left in the room.

"Where are my things?" Lance stood by the bed and aimed the flintlock gun at the butler's head. As long as the butler made a slight movement, the gunfire could penetrate the brain.

The butler, who was clearly dying, saw a strange smile on Lance's face at this moment, and then said intermittently:

"Cold, crazy, cruel, you are exactly the same as the old lord, and the curse that flows in the blood of the Hamlet family will eventually continue on you."

"What do you mean?" Lance frowned, there was indeed something wrong with the blood on his body.

"Through the wilderness, step through the ruins, step into the old house of that family, wealth, fame, power, I put everything there, go find it, and inherit everything that belongs to you."

After speaking, he tilted his head and died with a strange smile, without giving Lance a chance to ask.

damn it!Hate the Riddler the most.

Lance didn't have the habit of chaotically. Seeing the butler who had lost his vitality, he immediately raised his hand and launched [Sacrifice] without distracting his thoughts.

It's just that compared to the stress-free situation before, there was a weird situation this time, the void swallowed it, but the dead butler didn't disappear directly, but opened his eyes with a twitch.

I saw his thin body began to swell continuously as if blowing air, and the thin clothes on his body were directly torn by the swollen muscles, revealing a powerful body trying to resist the strange power from the void.

Lance took a step back to avoid his scratching hands. The muscular arms just waved the wooden bed at will, and it turned into crumbs like tofu. It would be the same if the human body was slightly rubbed.

Disma, who was outside, heard the movement inside and rushed in regardless of Lance's words, but when he saw the monster, he was stunned.

A fear that hadn't appeared for a long time came to my heart, it was the madness peeked out by facing the invisible!

Lance didn't pay attention to Disma, but stood aside and observed everything with a cold face.

Although the twisted thing turned into by the butler is powerful, it is obvious that the power from the void is stronger than him. No matter how hard he struggles, it will be futile. After realizing the huge gap, the butler has completely lost the expression of resignation to death just now. On the contrary, fear has taken over his distorted face.

"No! Impossible! What is this?"

Then in the confrontation, the butler gradually lost control, and the proliferation of various organs and limbs had already caused him to lose his human form.

More hands and feet grew out of the butler's body, the muscles were churning, tumors grew and then ruptured, the internal organs were exposed and embedded in the body irregularly, the five sense organs were also conceived under the skin, and countless eyeballs popped out suddenly. Turning around, the big mouth split in all parts of the body is full of fangs, and the tentacle-like sharp tongue is twisted out.

It's just that no matter how many limbs and organs he gives birth to, he can see his body being eaten away by the void, like a lump of meat, missing a piece here and a piece there.

As the confrontation became more intense, the housekeeper was completely twisted into an indescribable mass of flesh and blood, but all of this was swallowed up by the void in the end, leaving only a mess in place.

Lance looked at the scene in front of him coldly, and couldn't help but secretly tremble in his heart.

Lance had tried sacrificing some other things before, and found that only organisms with no sense of resistance could meet the conditions for sacrificing.

In other words, it is impossible for the housekeeper to pass the judgment of [sacrifice] without cheating death.

And the butler has followed the ancestor for many years without being in contact with those things. He is essentially a follower of the evil god of flesh and blood. Let alone these two or three of them, the whole town might not be enough for the butler to fight.

But the butler decided to kill himself, and now it was not Lance who was facing him, but Lance's superior existence.

Lance felt the power of the plug-in, and a sense of security enveloped him.

The unprecedented [Gift] poured into him from the void, but this time the light spots appeared in strange colors, and before he could use the [Blessing], those light spots took effect as soon as they touched Lance .

He felt severe pain and itching from his body, as if all the muscles were torn.

This is not only painful, but also accompanied by numbness and itching, like countless ants crawling on the body.

This feeling was so strong that it was more unbearable than simple pain, and it even made him a little hard to resist and almost cried out.

But Disma was right next to him, and he knew that once he called out, his career as a lord would be declared over, so he could only grit his teeth and resist the stimulation, his hands clenched into fists so that his nails would dig into his palms.

At the same time, the huge amount of gift almost exceeded his body's storage capacity, so Lance directly used [Blessing] to strengthen himself to consume the gift without any hesitation, and at the same time relied on refreshing the state to resist that feeling.

Fortunately, that feeling subsided quickly, and Lance also felt an unprecedented vitality in his body, which he had never experienced in two lifetimes.

Lance's panel data is refreshed, and he has one more skill than before.

[Flesh Reconstruction]: Consume gifts to control the healing of flesh and blood, and even the regeneration of severed limbs.

There is no doubt that this is the treatment skill, which immediately fills the team's vacancy in treatment.

The housekeeper did not forget to bring himself a big gift before he died, and it would not be an exaggeration to call it a timely gift.

But why is he not willing to do anything to himself even if he pretends to be dead?
(End of this chapter)