our family is gone

Chapter 784: The Legacy of the Eagles

"Why are you looking at me like that? You don't think I will be affected by that thing?" Lance noticed their strange looks and found it a little funny for a moment, but he still explained.

"The book left by the cult leader is indeed a contaminant, but it is not enough to affect me. However, it also reminds me that the enemies in this world are not that simple. I must be careful of my arrogance."

Lance raised his hand to calm everyone's anxiety, and at the same time warned them of the dangers of this world, telling them to stay away from pollutants as soon as possible.

At the same time, he also began to order them to arrange people to clean up the city, which was actually to quickly call people to plunder the city.

Those cultists have no interest in money or other materials, so it's just a bargain for them. Everything will be owned by the public. Otherwise, where will the money come from to clean up, repair, and resettle the refugees outside?

As for whether doing so will cause any negative effects?
Lance said he didn't know, that was what happened when Hamlet's army defeated the cultists and took back the city, and he didn't know the rest.

If they continue to suffer from the cult, they will bear the infamy.

When the people who were familiar with Lance saw that the lord's first reaction after coming to his senses was "picking up trash", they realized that he was really not affected, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

The others were also a little scared just now. After the lord punched the cult leader to death, he picked up a book from the ground. Everyone could feel that there was something wrong with that thing.

What's even more terrifying is that after the lord opened the book, he became stunned, and his expression became thoughtful, smiling, serious, and even uneasy. His expression kept changing as if he was trapped in it.

Fortunately, the lord seems to be fine now.

After covering up this matter, Lance completely ended the battle and looked back at everyone.

As soon as they entered, they caused fierce resistance from the cultists. Those guys probably thought that Bruce was leading people to capture the city and had no idea what was happening outside.

Then he was hit hard by the guards and heroes. Who are these people here? How dare you rush up?

There is no doubt that those cultists were killed in the explosion, even if a small number of spellcasters cast evil spells on that team.

The power that could easily distort reason and make people collapse would instead explode with even crazier power when it fell on those guys, and they would rush forward while shouting all kinds of nonsense.

There was no way. With the lord present, the morale bonus was too exaggerated. It was like having an aura of courage. There was no fear or pressure, let alone torture. There was only virtue, and those cultists were beaten so badly that they had no room to fight back.

Lance was too lazy to even take action, he just followed behind to refresh their status and provide treatment, and at the same time blessed the Royal Guards with the spirituality gained from the sacrifice.

The cultists quickly realized that these were not the armies led by Bruce, and began to run away. It was obvious that after the death of the ancestor, these lower-level cultists were not completely twisted, and they still had a sense of fear.

It was obvious that those senior executives wanted to escape, but how could they escape Lance's perception? The flow of the corrupt aura was extremely clear in his eyes.

Since Lance had marked the target, he couldn't let him get away. He rushed over without any further ado, fought all the way here, and finally caught the hidden leader.

Then the battle started. Lance was responsible for entangling the leader and forcing the cult leader to call on the followers for protection, which in turn gathered people together.

The others cleaned up the rotten fish and shrimp. Part of the population here fled, and after the war in recent days, and even after they devoured each other, it was estimated that there were less than 10,000 people. No one knew how many thousands there were.

Anyway, this place has become a meat grinder, with a steady stream of cultists rushing in and then fighting each other.

Under the influence of the evil art of flesh and blood, the cultists devour corpses to restore their condition, or even turn into more twisted monsters.

But here are not only the newly selected seeds, but also legends like Leonard, as well as powerful spellcasters like Greendale.

Lance intended to train them, and it was also a test for them to officially join the Royal Guard, and it was obvious that they succeeded.

Being injured is not important, not collapsing is important, and willpower is the key to fighting against extraordinary pollution.

And now it's over, the strength of those guards has also risen from average elite to masters, to be honest, this is the only spiritual power these cultists can provide, but when multiplied by thirty it is very impressive.

Although not as strong as the first batch of Hamlet champions, it is a very formidable force in reality. If the Count had such a team, he would have completed the integration of Bastia long ago and would not have been held back by those nobles.

As for...

Lance's final gaze fell on Bruce, where he could see traces of blood, and it was obvious that he had not slacked off in the fight just now.

"Bruce, according to the habits of those cultists, you should be prepared."

As for Bruce, he thought he would die at the hands of those cultists, ending this tragedy once and for all.

But he didn't expect... Even at this time he was a little confused whether all this was true.

The others began to busy themselves according to Lance's instructions, carrying out a more thorough cleaning, and Bruce was pulled out of that reality by these words, remembering that he still had things to finish.

But the first thing he did was to arrive at a certain place on the battlefield, and in front of him was a flesh and blood monster lying on the ground, but now it had already withered and turned into a mummy.

As for why Bruce looked at that thing with a strange expression, it was because that was his stupid brother Alvin.

At the beginning, those cultists relied on Alvin to hide, and originally wanted to use him to control Bastia, but it was obvious that he was a bad teammate, and whoever was teamed with him would be unlucky.

Killing the Count on impulse not only caught Bruce and his men off guard, but also caught the cult off guard, leading to the subsequent chaos.

After that, the leader obviously didn't let him go, and Alvin, who had lost his function, was twisted into a monster.

If it weren't for the remaining facial features, I really wouldn't be able to recognize him. Even if he had turned into a monster, he would have been killed as soon as his head showed. He was killed with his own hands.

But without much hesitation, Bruce swung his sword and cut off the monster's withered head, holding it in his hand, and walked towards the castle.

The castle seemed to still retain the tragic condition it had been in at that time, and might have been looted again afterwards. In any case, it had long lost its original majesty, and all that was left was dried blood and a stench that permeated the air.

The bodies were all eaten, or they might have turned into food for the cultists. In any case, the obvious result was that the bodies could no longer be found, and Bruce couldn't even bury his family.

Although he was prepared, when the moment really came, even Bruce couldn't bear it. He knelt down in front of the bloodstain in the study and cried.

A shrill sound echoed in the empty castle...

Lance ignored him and took Laura to the eagle's nest.

According to the eagle group leader's description, they soon found the hidden secret door and entered into the core secret of the eagle group.

Lance found a lot of hidden treasures. It seems that these guys also made a lot of money without telling the count. But Lance is not interested in money, nor does he like money...

He is more concerned with some extraordinary aspects, whether it is materials, props, or mystical knowledge.

Obviously, the answer he wanted was also here, the accumulation of the tribe that was the predecessor of the Eagle Group.

Lance took a quick look through it and found that the heritage had not been broken. He even found some cool-sounding abilities in it. The most powerful shaman could even stir up strong winds.

In the days of the mountain barbarians, the eagles were able to tame birds of prey and serve them with the help of the power of the nature spirits worshipped by the tribes.

After they surrendered to the earl and left the mountains, they did survive the crisis of extinction, but they also lost the protection of the spirits of nature, as well as many related secret techniques.

In the past, they could easily communicate and tame birds of prey, and perform the secret arts passed down by the tribe, but now they have difficulty in even the simplest communication and taming of birds, not to mention the secret arts recorded, such as sharing the sight of birds, transforming into giant birds, or growing wings and flying.

Even the threshold for performing ordinary mystical arts is increasing, requiring extraordinary talent to master, or relying on extraordinary equipment left behind.

Most of the powerful powers are lost, and I can only get some skills like riding the wind, eagle eyes, and light body.

To put it simply, the original secret technique was actually to rely on the power of the spirit of nature, which was equivalent to divine magic. Later it became casting spells, from relying on "gods" to relying on oneself.

What’s even more terrifying is that supernatural powers have a principle, which is what is the price?

Without the protection of the spirits of nature, the more they performed their secret arts, the more they became distorted, and like a curse, they began to take on the traces of birds.

At first it had eagle eyes, then it grew feathers... The more powerful the eagle members are, the more such traces they have, and now the leader's entire face looks like a bird.

Therefore, they usually cover their faces and put on cloaks to hide this abnormality and conceal the truth.

Lance had also felt that the leader's body structure began to change, and he might eventually turn into a birdman.

Lance thought of Greendale, whose tribe was gone too. However, the reason she did not show up was probably because she took away the spirit of nature, and the spirit of nature of the eagle group dissipated.

But those are her secrets, and Lance won't care about them. However, the erosion of the body by the secret technique is real. Vegetation appeared a long time ago, but it was suppressed by him.

Want to solve this problem...

Lance seemed to have thought of something.

Divinity, that power with infinite possibilities.

But these still need time to study slowly.

Lance flipped through the things quickly and suddenly noticed something, his eyes fell on the information.

The things he was reading in his hands were records of some strange things that happened to the tribe by the Eagle Group, which was a means of accumulating experience.

You have to know that their tribe would look for birds and find ways to domesticate them, so many special birds were recorded in their collection.

One of the bird sketches roughly looks like a crow, but it is described as being larger than a human and making terrifying noises. People who hear this noise sometimes die without any external injuries, as if their souls have been taken away, so it is called the Soul Flayer.

This monster is powerful and cunning, and there is a legend that it will suddenly appear in the dark and snatch people away to eat.

But no matter how Lance looked at it, this thing looked like a screaming demon, except that it was a version that was not contaminated by flesh and blood. According to records, they had tried to capture and tame it before, but obviously failed.

Lance was still wondering about the source of the screaming demon, but he didn't expect it to be in the foggy mountains. That's no wonder, because there must be an antidote for every hundred steps the snake takes, and Hamlet is right next to the mountains.

Just because the people in the Eagle Group are not good enough doesn’t mean that I can’t do it. When I have time, catch two and study them.

And this thing also records the corresponding location, what a great gain...

Suddenly, he heard a strange whistle coming from outside, and Lance had no choice but to put down his things and go out temporarily.

Following the sound, he was brought to a lush tree in the eagle's nest. Laura was trying to communicate with the thing in the tree.

"Sir, some of those eggs should still be preserved, but these guys are a little crazy. Not only do they attack me, but they also look a little weird."

Laura just went to find a very important thing in the eagle's nest, which is the bird's eggs, which is also the prerequisite for Hamlet's future bird training.

Lance looked up and saw many bird's nests, some man-made and some woven by the birds themselves.

The big trees separated the birds from the cultists, so the cultists would not steal the bird eggs if they had people to eat them, and that’s how the birds were preserved.

The breeding cycle of general birds of prey usually begins in autumn, with courtship and mating occurring during this period, followed by egg laying in early spring. The eggs hatch after several weeks of incubation under the care of their parents, avoiding the withered winter and growing in the abundant food of spring and summer.

However, the birds living in these eagle groups do not have to worry about food, so they lay eggs all year round. However, once the eggs lose the warmth of their parents and are blown by the cold wind for several hours, they will become dead eggs.

The sudden war meant that the eagle members had no time to take care of these things. Some birds were killed, and some birds returned here after their owners died, which means that only some of the bird eggs were preserved.

But Lance saw a few birds that looked a little crazy.

"Those birds ate the rotten flesh and blood and have been infected, but they haven't abandoned their nests yet. I can only say that motherhood is great."

Lance saw the problem at a glance. These birds of prey eat meat, and usually there are special people who raise rats to feed them. But now something happened. The rats raised in cages started eating each other.

For these birds, the only way to survive during this period is to eat the meat of the corpses, which has been contaminated.

Lance raised his hand and waved it, and the birds that were corrupted died instantly, and this might be the best ending for them.

Laura looked at the fallen birds with a strange expression, but she understood something and began to climb up the tree to take out the eggs, hoping to protect them as much as possible.

After a busy process of taking out hundreds of eggs, only less than thirty healthy eggs were rescued. Some were frozen to death, some were contaminated, and how many of the remaining eggs could hatch and grow up healthily?

"It's okay. It's the same if I go back and find a hen to hatch it."

Lance looked at Laura who was carefully wrapping the eggs in her cloak and said something to comfort her, but surprisingly, Laura responded very positively.

"In any case, they will be reborn in Hamlet, and that's enough..."