Our family is in decline

Only then did the butler, 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.

However, under the hint of anger, Lance's expression looked eerie under the flickering firelight, and the butler couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw this.

"No...this is impossible..."

"Do it." Lance ordered coldly, his murderous intention was undisguised, and he did not take into account the sensitive identity of the housekeeper at all. Only a trace of fear appeared in his eyes staring at the target, and he warned: "Don't show any mercy and must go all out." .”

Disma had no doubts. He just thought that Lance hated traitors and immediately stabbed the butler in the heart. The dagger directly penetrated his thin body.

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

The butler was a person who followed the ancestor. Although he didn't know whether he was a human or not, he was definitely more dangerous than anyone else in Lance's heart at this time.

Not to mention he was the only one who could potentially expose Lance's lies, so he had to die!

"ah!"

The woman had just woken up and screamed subconsciously when she saw this scene. She was so frightened that she fell from the bed.

Just when Disma was about to finish the shot, Lance called out to him.

"I need to ask him something, please take her away." Lance waved his hand irritably for the two of them to take the woman away, and soon only the dying housekeeper and him were left in the room.

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

The butler, who was obviously dying, looked at Lance with a strange smile on his face, and then said intermittently:

"Cold, crazy, and cruel, you are exactly like the old lord, and the curse flowing in the blood of the Hamlet family will eventually continue on you."

"What do you mean?" Lance frowned. There was indeed something wrong with his bloodline.

"Crossing the wilderness, stepping over the ruins, and entering the family's old house, wealth, fame, and power, I put everything there, go find it, and inherit everything that belongs to you."

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

damn it! Hate the Riddler the most.

Lance didn't have the habit of getting into trouble. Seeing the butler who had lost all vitality, he immediately put aside his messy thoughts and directly raised his hand to activate [Sacrifice].

However, compared with the previous stress-free situation, a strange situation occurred this time. The void was swallowing up, but the dead housekeeper did not disappear directly. Instead, he twitched and opened his eyes.

His thin body began to expand as if it were blowing air, and his thin clothes were directly torn by the expanding muscles, revealing a powerful body trying to resist the strange power from the void.

Lance took a step back to avoid his hands that were scratching randomly. His muscular arms just waved the wooden bed casually and it was reduced to pieces like tofu. If the human body was even slightly touched, it would probably be the same.

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

Fear that had not appeared for a long time came to my heart. It was the madness of facing something invisible!

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

Although the twisted object transformed by the butler was powerful, it was obvious that the power coming from the void was stronger than him. No matter how hard he struggled, it was in vain. After realizing the huge gap, the butler completely lost the look of death that he just had. On the contrary, fear took over. His distorted face.

"No! Impossible! What is this?"

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

More hands and feet grew out of the butler's body. The muscles were surging. Each tumor grew and then burst. Internal organs were exposed and embedded in the body irregularly. The facial features were also growing under the skin. Suddenly, countless eyeballs appeared in chaos. Turning around, the big mouth with split parts of the body was full of fangs, and the tentacle-like pointed tongue twisted out.

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

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

Lance looked at the scene in front of him coldly, feeling secretly frightened in his heart.

Lance had tried to sacrifice other things before and found that only organisms without resistance consciousness could meet the conditions for sacrifice.

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

And the housekeeper has followed the ancestor for many years without being exposed to those things. In essence, he is also a descendant of the flesh and blood evil god. If there is a fight, let alone these two or three people, the whole town together may not be enough for the housekeeper.

But it happened that the butler sought his own death. Now the person facing him was not Lance, but Lance's superior being.

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

An unprecedented [gift] came from the void and poured into him. This time, the light spots appeared in strange colors, and before he could use [blessing], the light spots took effect as soon as they touched Lance. .

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

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

This feeling was so intense that it was even more unbearable than simple pain, and it even made him unable to resist and almost screamed.

But Disma was right next to him. He knew that once he called out, his career as a lord would be over. He could only grit his teeth and endure the stimulation, clenching his hands into fists and his nails digging into his palms.

At the same time, the huge amount of gifts almost exceeded his body's storage capacity. Lance did not hesitate to use [Blessing] to strengthen himself to consume the gifts, and at the same time relied on refreshing status to resist that feeling.

Fortunately, that feeling quickly subsided, and Lance also felt unprecedented vitality in his body, something he had never experienced in his entire life.

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

[Flesh and Blood 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 a healing skill, and it immediately fills the team's vacancy in healing.

The butler did not forget to bring himself a big gift before he died. It would not be an exaggeration to call it a timely help.

But why was he unwilling to do anything to himself even though he was pretending to die?