Our family is in decline

What counts on the battlefield is courage. When courage is strong, fear will be suppressed.

The pikemen lined up to surround them and directly controlled the only way to enter the wilderness from the camp. There were also several instructors guarding key locations.

In just a moment, the cultists rushed out of the camp and approached quickly. Their purpose was very clear, which was to escape into the wilderness beyond their positions.

But the soldiers obviously would not let them leave, so a head-on collision between them and the army began...

Originally, One Eye wanted to disperse and escape before they were surrounded, but when he came out, he found that he was already surrounded. At this time, if he dispersed, he would only be defeated one by one. Only by trying his best can he win a chance of survival.

"Brothers, return to God."

When he said this, the congregants seemed to understand something and actually gathered towards him.

Then a strange scene appeared, in which they actually showed a fearless spirit of sacrifice.

"Flesh and blood sacrifice to the gods!"

"Grant me ascension!"

"Return to my Lord..."

Those injured cultists probably knew that they could not escape. They roared and took the initiative to attack the gun array with a fearless attitude, hoping to use their flesh and blood to open a way for their companions to survive.

But this doesn't make the soldiers feel too much, because they are the enemy.

"Kill!" Barristan raised his mace and commanded.

"Kill!" The tens of thousands of trainings of the spearmen have made it instinctive. After this cry, there was a cry immediately, and at the same time, the spears came out in a dense forest.

The shining metal gun head revealed its sharpness, and showed strong lethality against these unarmored enemies, leaving wounds on the bodies of those cultists who dared to attack the military formation, and some even more. It was a direct stab in the head, and the gun tip was accurately inserted into the eye socket to kill it directly.

If you want to attack the army with this few people, that is not courage, but suicide!

But these people are not ordinary people. They burst out with strange power with their fanatical belief in evil gods. Even if their bodies are punctured, their muscles are cut and torn, and even their internal organs fall to the ground, this kind of injury can cause death to ordinary people. In their case it was only a slight delay.

Success! They blocked the spear heads with their bodies, allowing their companions behind to use their bodies as shields to further attack the military formation.

Not to mention that there is a deacon hidden inside. He has no connections within the cult, and his ability to climb up depends entirely on his strength.

One-eye also made good use of this opportunity. His hand was directly inserted into the body of his dead companion who was stabbed in the head. A strange scene emerged. The flesh and blood seemed to be squirming and gathering towards his hand.

Powerful power emerged from the body, and even the curse was suppressed. The arm stacked with flesh and blood mutated, and with a cry of pain, the entire arm directly turned into a huge twisted tentacle of flesh and blood, covered with messy and sharp claws. Bone spurs.

Without any hesitation, the one-eyed man turned his hand and swung his tentacles towards the soldiers blocking the road in front of him. Only he knew that this state could not last long. He had to escape from here as soon as possible, otherwise he would be in trouble if he lost control.

The huge tentacle burst out with terrifying power and collided head-on with the spear. It was proved just now that the sharp spear could not penetrate the tough skin of the tentacle, and was broken directly by the powerful force without even causing any damage.

The tentacle remained unabated and inserted directly into the chest of a soldier, then rolled it up and swung it wildly, smashing open the military formation like a hammer.

Those soldiers were all implicated by this unique attack method. They either collided and fell, or were dragged and thrown out. The seemingly indestructible spear formation was actually so fragile in the face of extraordinary power.

The soldiers had never seen anything like this before. Many of them were frightened by the monster's changes, and they were even more frightened by the monster's terrifying power.

The human mind - as weak as a robin's egg...

"Damn it! Get out of here."

When Barristan saw this scene, he immediately ordered the team to retreat, but he himself did not retreat but advanced.

Fortunately, the army's orders were engraved on their souls. Although they were frightened, their bodies instinctively retreated according to the orders. Only now did they understand what it meant to "sweat more during training and bleed less during battle."

But before he could completely retreat, One-Eye's attack struck again. The huge tentacle stretched out and turned into a long whip. If he were to sweep past, none of the soldiers would be able to stand up again.

"Your opponent is me!" Barristan roared at the monster, taking firm steps and raising his shield in front of the soldiers.

The tentacles made contact with the shield, and arrogant power was transmitted. Even Barristan, who was proficient in shield defense, couldn't help but take a few steps back to release the power, and saw that there were footprints of different depths under his feet.

But he did not fall, but instead demonstrated towards the enemy.

"Monster! You can't knock me down." Barristan raised his mace and shouted, "Brothers, listen, I am your barrier. Don't be afraid. Stand up and follow me to reorganize your formation."

The radiance erupted from human beings shone on those soldiers, and courage emerged in them, even though fear even forced them to retreat.

"Hamlet never yields!"

"Monster, I'm not afraid of you!"

"..."

One Eye originally planned to run away, but he didn't expect that someone would dare to stop him. His already unstable mood instantly aroused anger.

"you wanna die!"

He was about to stretch out his tentacles as he spoke, but the sound of gunshots from the side made him subconsciously control his tentacles and instantly return to defense.

"Idiot! Taste the bite of the bullet." Disma raised his gun and fired, and the bullet locked on One-Eye's head instantly.

Although the lead bullet was blocked by the tentacle, it finally tore the tentacle's flesh and caused damage.

I was able to block one shot, but do you know what an army is?

The musketeers who had finished loading had already raised their guns to lock onto the monster.

"Target monster, shoot!" Disma shouted, and the moment the words fell, dense gunshots rang out.

This time Disma stared at the monster's body, looking at the landing point on it.

Damn it, I couldn't hit the evacuated moving target just now. Now there's such a large fixed target with hundreds of guns, but most of them can't be hit.

Sure enough, such intensive shooting only broke the skin, but forced One Eye to use his tentacles to defend, and there was no time to continue attacking those soldiers.

Then their goal was achieved. The spearmen quickly assembled, the wounded were pulled away, the gap just made was filled again, the formation was stabilized, and the spears were raised again to stab the cultists.

Just now it was the pikemen who bought time for themselves, now it's their turn.

No matter when, Hamlet will never give up his companions!

Of course Leonard noticed the tragic scene, but he made no move. He believed in his teammates, and instead focused on the cultists who broke through the gun formation and wanted to escape.

"Cavalry, attack!" Leonard pointed the long sword in his hand, and the horse immediately started running.

The more than ten cavalrymen following him drew their weapons and followed. Although they had no words, their hearts were already filled with strong emotions, and strength surged in their bodies.

How could a man outrun a horse without extraordinary strength, and also in such an open field?

It's not that those guys didn't resist, it's just that they were bare-handed and had no weapons. They couldn't run away or fight against the cavalry.

Leonard rode past, and a head with a fearful face rose into the sky, splattering with blood and leaving traces on his armor.

He killed those desperate cultists in just one attack. He cut down three of them by himself. The sword drank blood, but the blood left no trace.

Leonard couldn't help but sigh. He had never been qualified to use such a good sword before. Even if he snatched it, he would have to hand it over to the church. How could the lord give it to him?

I must prepare a gift for the adults.

Leonard turned his horse around and immediately locked his eyes on the monster. Today I will use your blood to end the sword's opening!

"The cavalry team is blocking the perimeter and cannot allow a cultist to escape."

After that, he rode forward alone and shouted: "The whole army spreads out, drags away the corpses, and treats the wounded."

When he dealt with the cultists who were escaping outside, Barristan and Disma entangled the monster, and the remaining cultists were also killed by the soldiers, leaving only the monster besieged.

These instructors, who have been blessed by the lord, can resist monsters, but ordinary people cannot.

He memorized the lord's instructions. These cultists could devour the flesh and blood of corpses to feed the strange demons in their bodies in exchange for strength and recovery of injuries. If they wanted to defeat them, they had to fight against a strong wall and clear the field, without giving him a chance to recover.

At this time, having more people is useless. Let them retreat and it will be easier to let go.

The soldiers quickly executed his order, and the place was cleared, leaving only Barristan and Disma fighting the monsters.

But now he's here.

Leonard took a spear from a spearman and rushed towards the monster. At this moment, he had no intention of slowing down. Instead, he kicked the horse's belly to speed up. The horse neighed, and the speed towards the monster became faster and faster.

Of course One Eye noticed the approaching Leonard, and instinctively wanted to use his tentacles to attack first, but don't forget that there are two ruthless men around him.

"Monster, your opponent is here!" Barristan roared angrily and threw out the mace in his hand.

And Disma was not watching a show. He had a pistol in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. The gun was delayed in firing, but it aroused the fear of the monster. The dagger in his hand also slashed, forcing the tentacles to defend.

At this moment Leonard arrived.

Charge with a lance!

The spear against his side exploded with terrifying power at high speed, and under his exquisite control, it penetrated directly through the back of the body. The monster's body was even driven diagonally into the ground by the huge force.

Disma keenly caught this huge flaw, and the gun that had been unfired finally reached the monster's head at this moment, and he pulled the trigger without any hesitation.

"boom!"

A decisive blow!

When the smoke dissipated, only the monster's arms turned into tentacles were seen hanging down, and the whole person was half kneeling. A spear was pierced from the back of the heart and nailed to the ground to support his body. On his head, half of his brain was blooming. Splatter.

Even under the three-on-one attack of justice, the monster could not withstand it and had to fall down.

This scene made the soldiers burst into cheers, even the monster was defeated, and they successfully protected Hamlet.

Leonard got off the horse and came to the side with a long sword in hand. He swung the sword and was about to cut off the head, but he never thought that the low-hanging tentacles suddenly rose up like a lurking poisonous snake at this moment.

An ordinary person might have suffered a disaster, but Leonard had experienced hundreds of battles, and he himself was cautious before coming to kill someone with a last-ditch attack, so he reacted immediately when the angle of the long sword in his hand changed. Slash directly on the tentacles.

The difference in weapons was reflected. The sharp [Champion's Certificate] coupled with Leonard's explosive power directly cut off the deformed thorn bone on it, and then cut into the twisted flesh and directly cut the tough tentacles with an unprecedented wound.

But sometimes there is still a limit to human power. If the tentacles are not cut off, Leonard will be knocked away by the force of the tentacles in the next second.

Barristan hurried over and stood in front of Leonard who fell to the ground to protect him from being hit by the monster, shouting: "Are you okay?"

Seeing this, Disma didn't care so much. He quickly reloaded his ammunition and called for fire support.

"Musketeers shooting!"

At the same time, the one-eye that was pierced through the heart raised the half-missing head, and could see a purple-black substance filling the brain that had turned into paste, but it multiplied uncontrollably and gave birth to indescribable weird limbs. The facial features are like having an extra face on the head.

The rotten scars on his face became swollen, and then thick and swollen blood vessels appeared, and something seemed to be moving underneath.

It wasn't until the next second that the skin suddenly burst open, revealing half of his face densely packed with black eyes of different sizes. The originally white eyeballs turned pitch black between closing and opening.

The monster moved again and stood up again. The other arm was also deformed. He raised his hand and crushed the handle of the gun to pieces, and then pulled it out casually.

The hole in the chest was filled with strange flesh and blood in an instant, and a black eye the size of a fist suddenly opened in the next second.

This moment seemed to have some kind of weird power, and everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but feel dizzy and felt a strong sense of fear.

Everyone saw the change, but Disma and the others were okay. They had experienced battles for a long time and had a certain understanding of extraordinary powers. Although they were stressed when encountering this kind of situation, they could still hold on.

But those soldiers were just ordinary people. How had I ever seen a monster that was still alive after its head was blown off?

This scene completely overturned their long-held understanding.

Not to mention the changes that happened to the monster, the mind cannot be expected to withstand such a blow...

The deformed and twisted posture completely defeated their fragile minds and plunged them into torture.

Even though Disma shouted as hard as he could, they did not move. In fact, if they had not spread out and separated themselves some distance away, these people would have run away.

Of course, what's more, I'm so scared that I can't even run.

"Weird...monster!"

"No! We have no chance of winning."

"Retreat...run away..."

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