our family is gone

Lanius commanded the legion to attack, and the enemy was no longer panicked at this time. He knew those guys in the legion. After all, it was he who made them become like this.

But it was also because of that accident that the legion slipped out of his control, and this hatred has lasted for who knows how many years, he can't even remember.

The fact that the Legion has not been able to kill him for so many years shows that he has the means to deal with it, and can escape if he can't win.

However, the two people standing behind the legion made him feel troubled. One of them had an obscure aura but was at least a champion. It was hard to say whether he was a legend or not. It seemed that he was a middle-aged man who was not dressed like someone from the Empire.

What was even more confusing to him was the young man next to the middle-aged man, because he could not sense the man's breath.

The look in that person's eyes was like that of a noble young master who released a hound and watched his prey struggle. To him, this was just a game to pass the time...

At this time, the Legion will not waste time talking to the enemy and will just rush forward. Everyone knows that they cannot give the caster time to prepare.

Although the man didn't know why Lance and the others didn't take action, he had no intention of surrendering and attacked the legion that was rushing towards him.

Why did he choose this place? In addition to the reasons Lance just mentioned, of course, it was because there were many corpses in the cemetery, and the accumulated aura of death could help him when he got into trouble.

The figure under the black robe cast a spell, and his aura could no longer be hidden. The identity of the caster was revealed, and powerful force spread out in an instant, as if activating the entire mass grave, making the already dead silent environment in the cold winter even more lifeless.

A forest of bones!

Suddenly, white skeletal arms stretched out from under the feet of the legion, broke through the ground and scratched the legion, actually delaying them.

And that guy didn't pause at all, and easily cast even more powerful spells. After getting rid of his fragile body, he didn't need to worry about the erosion of the aura of death caused by the spell casting, so he could do this.

The dead are resurrected!
There were noises coming from countless graves in the mass grave. Skeletons crawled out one after another from the graves. These awakened guys immediately besieged the legions.

These necromancers are what are called an army of one man. At the beginning, Lance could only lead his men to hold back the skeletons, and then use decapitation tactics to get rid of those guys.

Although the one in front of him is just one of them, he seems to have mastered similar forbidden powers and can summon hundreds of skeletons with one move. No wonder the Legion regards the place where the Necromancer appears as a clue.

But how could a few scattered skeletons possibly withstand the power of the legion? Lanius rushed out with full of hatred under the cover of his teammates, and that man immediately controlled the knight puppet to fight forward.

When a knight swings a sword, the force unleashed is extremely powerful, and there is no pain and no weakness. As long as the injury does not cause disability, it is okay, not to mention a full set of armor.

But the same goes for the Legion. Both are "the same kind" to some extent, so the battle between the two is like a collision of two "cans", and for a while neither can do anything to the other.

Seeing that the situation was at a stalemate, the mage had no choice but to give up this body even though he loved it very much. He never wanted to continue fighting, and everything he did was to escape from this place.

At this time Lance finally made a move. A flag appeared in his hand as he raised it. He waved it directly, and the evil aura attached to those summoned skeletons was instantly dispelled. They could no longer be maintained and fell to the ground in pieces.

With another wave of the flag, several members of the legion were energized by some kind of power, and while Lanius held back the knight, the remaining members of the legion rushed forward all at once.

He swung his sword without any hesitation, and the nine swords chopped him into several pieces in an instant, and the process was so fast that he didn't even say a word.

When the spellcaster was hacked to death, the knight who had been fighting against Lanius became stiff as if his soul had been sucked out, and then fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

The situation really took a turn for the worse...

The originally fierce battle was reversed in an instant just because Lance waved the flag twice.

Many people didn't even react. Alhazred beside him frowned and wanted to say something, but Lance raised his hand and gestured to him to remain silent.

Lanius stepped over the fallen knight and joined his teammates, ripping open the black robe to reveal the chopped-off remains that looked like a mummy, then plunged the sword into the head.

But after doing all this, he didn't know what to do, and those legions seemed to be in a kind of emptiness at this moment. They gathered around the corpse and watched the enemy they had been chasing for so many years being killed suddenly, which gave them a feeling of unreality.

Of course Lance could feel that they still had an obsession, which was that they blamed their situation on the spellcaster. Why had they not died or changed after killing him?

If they have been able to hold on until now because of a strong obsession, then this obsession has been distorted at this moment.

"Are you sure it's him?"

Lance and the scholar stepped forward to break their strange atmosphere.

Lanius nodded, recognizing that aura even if it turned into ash.

【Kill me.】

Suddenly, a thought came to Lance, making him smile helplessly.

“He was the one who turned you into this, but as you can see, his death did not affect you. You are different from the puppets and skeletons over there. He is not everything to you.

Don't regard this ability as a curse. On the contrary, it is this unexpected power that allows you to complete your revenge. This is an accident, but it is also a favor from fate.

Killing him and taking revenge is just a small thing you need to accomplish. Maybe now you can live in a different way."

[Are we still alive like this? ]

Faced with this, Lance didn't show any sign of being stumped at all, and blurted out a sentence.

"It is the soul that lives, not the body."

Then he looked at the body on the ground and laughed, "A body without a soul is just an empty shell?"

It doesn't matter whether Lanius and the others can understand what I said. At least I can calm them down first. As for life goals, there will be plenty of time to discuss them slowly later.

"Let's go, let us take care of the rest."

Lance raised his hand and took away the knight's body, then found some extraordinary equipment on the corpse. Without looking closely, he took out the space core and teleported back directly.

The things that Alvis left behind are quite useful, and can save a lot of time wasted on the journey...

After everyone left, the broken body parts on the ground began to dissolve like wax, and then slowly gathered together, and soon condensed into a mummy-like figure again.

But the tension of surviving a disaster has not subsided yet. If he had not kept a trick up his sleeve, he would have died long ago. However, using this secret technique still resulted in heavy losses for him.

He had always wanted to recover his flesh and blood and revive, so he had always kept the last limit of his body, but now it had completely changed, and those on his body were no longer flesh and blood. But now was not the time to dwell on this, he had to leave this first, as his transformed body was about to freeze.

But just when he turned around and wanted to pick up the black robe, two people were standing there. They were Lance and Alhazred who had just left!

"You actually know that I can see that you are faking your death, but you just don't believe it, or you dare not believe it."

Lance's words also explain why a monster who had lived for who knows how many years died so easily, because this guy felt that he could not escape and could only fake his death.

But it's fine to fool the Legion, who are Lance and Alhazred? They can be easily detected.

"As long as you let me go, I can give you a lot of money." The man also guessed that Lance must have a request after persuading the legion to leave, so he immediately negotiated the conditions.

"You can't use my things to impress me." Lance looked at the wax figure. "I thought you should know this simple truth after living for so long."

When the man heard this, he knew that the young man in front of him wanted to suck his marrow out of his bones.

"The treasures I have accumulated are not on me, but hidden in a place only I know. If you kill me, you will get nothing."

"I just looked through your storage items. Your long life has caused you to lose your memory of time, so you wrote a diary yourself. Although there is a curse on it, do you think it can stump me?"

Lance wasn't threatened at all. He took out a notebook while speaking, smiling casually, "It's just a waste of time, but I don't like the way you bargain with me."

A long life can make people's concept of life blurred and lose the sense of the passage of time, so Lance actually understands those people who choose to write memoirs to make themselves feel the meaning of life.

This is especially true for spellcasters who have the habit of keeping records, such as the Old Ancestor, Alvis, or this one.

But these things have become their weaknesses at this time.

The proof is like a mountain!

A legendary spellcaster who has lived for who knows how many years and is from the Undead faction, doesn’t he know the problems with writing this?
Therefore, it is covered with vicious curses. If an ordinary person opens it, not to mention whether he can understand it, he may die instantly.

Even a transcendental being wouldn't dare to open it casually, for fear that it would either be polluted spiritually or eroded by a curse. He wished that someone else would open it, so that he would have bargaining chips.

But Lance didn't care. The so-called curse was no different from him. Wind and snow were more useful than this thing.

"I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything!" The man realized something and shouted. Perhaps he knew that this would have no effect, so he changed his words. "I can obey your orders. My infinite knowledge will serve you. I can build an army for you that will not get tired or die. I can help you become the emperor of the empire..."

"I still prefer the rebellious look you had just now. Take a moment to recover."

Lance's mocking tone did not make the man stop. Instead, he fell to his knees and crawled forward, saying something more urgently.

"I have no grudge against you. I am willing to sign a contract. I can help you get everything you want, as long as you trust me..."

The man was about to hug Lance's thigh and beg for mercy, but as he spoke, he suddenly raised his hand without any warning, and a bone spur appeared in his hand and stabbed Lance.

Alhazred on the side subconsciously raised the skull candlestick and prepared to take action, until he saw Lance grab his arm, and with a little force, he turned it around and stabbed himself.

"you……"

He finally reacted when he saw the bone spur piercing his shoulder, then he looked at Lance and started to speak, but before he could say much, the power from the bone spur exploded, and the wound instantly became charred.

It was the curse on the bone spur that was eroding him. Even he himself could not withstand the force and could not even pull it out.

"help me!"

Fear completely distorted his mind, and he was forced to ask Lance for help.

If it were an ordinary person, they would definitely watch him die, but Lance is a good man and can't bear to see such a thing.

"Don't resist."

Lance raised his hand and exerted his strength. The man naturally felt a force descending and enveloping him, and did not dare to resist. Until suddenly at a certain moment he realized something. However, at this time, it was impossible to resist.

Sacrifice - accomplished!
The void swallowed it up without even a splash.

As long as we kill him in advance, it won't be considered poisoning, and we will save him from the damage of the bone spur.

When faced with a suicide, people are shot to death in advance, so that it is not suicide.

No problem.

What's more, he agreed to this himself and he has no objection.

"I promised the Legion to help them find the necromancer who twisted them. Their revenge is part of it. And this guy killed so many people in Hamlet, so he also needs to be put on trial. Unfortunately, I haven't even told him what he did, but he committed suicide out of fear of the crime. But he died anyway, so he helped the Legion complete its revenge."

Lance sounded regretful when he spoke, but these abstract words also made Alhazred understand something.

The first time he died was because he had to let the Legion complete its revenge, and now it was the hatred between him and Hamlet that needed to be resolved, so he didn't let himself say it at that time.

He had to satisfy the needs of the Legion as well as Hamlet's laws, so he did this, and he was obviously a witness.

Lance didn't care what the scholar thought, he just wondered about one thing.

"I clearly searched it once just now, but there is still something missing. Where is it hidden?"

Picking up the bone spur on the ground, it was ancient and weathered, and more like some kind of fang, but the power on it was so strong that even the user himself could hardly resist it. It was really weird.

This reminded Lance of something. The dagger called [Death Poison] exploded when he killed the Lord of the Undead. The two seemed to have some similarities, both of which meant death that was difficult to avoid.

But Lance felt that this thing had a limit on how many times it could be used, because compared to the moment he took it out just now, the aura on it was obviously much weaker, and it was also older. It might turn into dry bones directly after the next use.

Here comes the gift... (End of this chapter)