Our family is in decline

Lance's reaction was a little big, not to mention the strange words in his mouth. Barristan didn't understand why the lord suddenly talked about eating. Even Boudica, who was not very smart, looked at Lance with a somewhat confused look. strangeness.

Is there something wrong with my old brain?

Of course, Lance noticed Boudica's look. It was a shame to be questioned by her, so he quickly expressed his suspicion.

"There is no doubt that these are the methods of the Ascension Sect. Only they like to play with these flesh and blood. They arrange rituals here. This stench cannot be smelled by humans, but it will definitely attract animals.

So we arranged for ghouls to protect this place. Those beasts are also food for ghouls. Just look at the bones outside.

But the witch spread the plague and directly took away all the surrounding beasts, which also left the ghoul without food and had to go out to look for it. The advance camp happened to be too prominent, so it naturally attracted its attention.

The reason why you can't catch it is because the ghoul hides here most of the time to guard the ceremony, and goes out to hunt randomly. Most of the missing serfs become its food.

It was just this time that three people died at the same time, and the bodies were left behind because they couldn't finish the food. This also led to our actions today. "

Lance spoke a long sentence, but only Barristan could understand it a little bit. As for Boudicca's confused look, she was probably already thinking about what to eat tonight.

"That is to say, we may have accidentally found a cult that has arranged an unfinished ritual here." Lance concluded, and his attitude changed when he looked at the flesh and blood again.

There is a difference between active and passive.

If the ancestor controls the ghouls to interfere with his actions, it means that the initiative is in the hands of the ancestor. He was forced to accept the challenge this time and was easily led into the pit.

But now, he accidentally discovered the conspiracy arranged by his ancestor in advance. Although he didn't know what it was exactly, he was sure it was not a good thing and it was most likely used to deal with Hamlet.

But he discovered in advance that the initiative was in his hands.

Thinking of this, Lance directly put the torch on the flesh nest. The high temperature brought by the flames made the worms squirm crazily, but there was no way they could escape the density, and they exploded and crackled directly under the flames.

Everyone saw the maggots squirming and the pressure was rising. Now the burning maggots actually gave them a feeling of relief.

Feeling comfortable...

That's not what Lance is concerned about. He can be burned to death and doesn't seem to have any strange abilities.

But when the maggots on the surface were burned away and the flame came close to the flesh, the thing twitched. This made Lance instinctively withdraw the torch.

"This thing is alive!"

These words made the two of them nervous, and they couldn't help but take a step back, instinctively trying to distance themselves from the flesh and blood lair.

But this time, both of them felt that they had stepped on something. Barristan couldn't help but pull down the torch, and then he realized that the transparent gel was dripping around their feet.

But there was none of this when we came up just now. When was it?

They all noticed that Lance naturally noticed it, and couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw this.

"No! Get out now."

As he spoke, the giant sword appeared in Lance's hand. He raised his hand and pulled out a sword. The blade made a rough friction sound when it rubbed against the masonry floor, but it was so powerful that it directly split the glue surrounding his feet.

Boudica and the two immediately rushed out along the road without any hesitation. The sword seemed to have touched something. The bright yellow glue on the ground swayed violently, and by the way, it affected the numerous bones in the flesh and blood nest. Then gather together.

However, Lance did not leave immediately. Instead, he slashed his sword towards the flesh and blood lair with his backhand without sparing any effort.

[Giant Killer] Killing the corrupted giant in Lance's hands, the owl-headed cannibal witch has long proved that the exaggerated size is not a decoration.

With this sword, both flesh and bones collapsed upon contact, directly splitting the flesh and blood nest from the middle.

He didn't have time to take a closer look at the situation, so he reached out and touched it under the violently shaking firelight.

Sacrifice!

When the familiar feeling appeared, Lance understood that this thing probably only had neurological reactions but no intelligence.

Until now, Lance had never seen anything escape after [Sacrifice] was activated, and this was the same.

The power of the void was swallowed up, and the entire nest collapsed. Those things that were originally on it fell directly from the air, like a balloon filled with water falling to the ground. It just disintegrated and spread out in an instant. The bones, debris, and Rotten meat and maggots poured out uncontrollably.

That scene made people feel intense discomfort. Lance looked at the maggots swarming around his feet and quickly wanted to retreat.

But he never thought that in just a short delay of two or three seconds, the glue had gathered and formed, directly blocking his way back.

It was just spread on the ground and was inconspicuous, but now it stands out after being sacrificed in the Flesh Nest. But before Lance could think about it, the cytoplasmic bodies crawled or squirmed towards him.

In the process, it was still devouring, and the fallen bones on the ground were also taken into the body, and the body size was visible to the naked eye as it continued to grow.

Under the firelight, you can see that the translucent bodies of these cytoplasmic bodies are filled with all kinds of mess and become extremely complicated.

Lance looked over and felt an inexplicable headache. What the hell did he do?

The two of them ran out first, but when they looked back, the lord was blocked in the corner by the weird thing. Boudica didn't hesitate at all, and immediately picked up the halberd and turned back.

"Boss, I'm here to save you!"

After saying that, he raised the halberd and thrust it forward. The halberd was thrust in without any pause. The feedback felt like it was inserted into mud. There was still suction when trying to pull it out, but there was no big obstacle, even though it was stained with The sticky stuff made her feel chills.

At this moment, she couldn't care about so much. The first thing she took out was to chop with all her strength. She didn't believe it was useless.

The ax blade cut into the giant cytoplasm, and it did nothing more than stir it up. The crack healed again in the next second, making it impossible to stop its continuous movement.

However, Boudica's continuous attacks still attracted the attention of the giant cytoplasm, which split into a large mass amid the violent shaking and crashed towards her like spit.

"Stand behind me!" Barristan held his shield forward to block it, but he didn't expect that this thing didn't follow common sense at all.

After hitting the shield, he showed a twisted scene, directly sticking to it and trying to devour Barristan.

"Damn it!" Barristan subconsciously threw away the torch and took out the Morning Star Hammer from his waist to repel the enemy, but the effect of the hammer hitting it was not as good as Boudica's halberd, and the cytoplasm even took the opportunity to keep climbing up.

Against a cytoplasmic body that is immune to physical damage, even battle-hardened veterans find it difficult to bear, and the pressure rises crazily.

"Don't move!" Boudica naturally could not sit back and watch Barristan, who was protecting her, fall into crisis. After shouting, he raised and slashed the halberd in his hand.

Hearing the voice coming from his ears, Barristan immediately gave up his useless struggle. What this move required was incomparable trust in his companions.

Boudica did not betray his trust. He had no effect on the large group before, but now the halberd fell and cut off most of the cytoplasm clinging to Barristan's body with its sharpness.

Exquisite fighting skills and control of weapons were displayed. Boudica waved the halberd three or two times to divide most of them.

The remaining cytoplasmic body that was still attached to Barristan was quickly shaken off after losing its size and suppression.

After being rescued by his companions and escaping from the monster entanglement, Barristan's pressure eased a little, but he was still breathing heavily.

It is undeniable that he only took two or three breaths just now, but the pressure he put on himself was greater than when he faced the ghoul just now.

After all, although a person is vicious, he still has a body, and his attacks and defenses have feedback.

However, this monster had different shapes, and his combat experience and skills were completely useless in front of it, and he was completely restrained.

But the situation was not over yet. The pieces of cytoplasm that had been chopped off and fell to the ground began to condense again. This situation could not help but put great pressure on the two of them.

"Kouya!"

A loud shout attracted the attention of the two people. When they looked up, they saw that the giant cytoplasmic body, which could be as big as five or six people combined, was split in two from the middle, and then a figure holding a giant sword rushed out of it - exactly Lord!

"You guys step away first and I'll take care of it."

Lance glanced at the broken pieces on the ground and raised his hand to touch them and sacrifice them.

Feeling the returned spirituality, he knew that the soft cytoplasm was nothing more than fuel, no matter how large it condensed.

Boudica's two attacks were ineffective, but the [Giant Killer], which was specially designed to hunt monsters, showed extraordinary effects at all times, because it was Lance who held it.

The giant sword was swung, and under the blessing of brute force, the sword blade used its huge size to cut the cytoplasmic body into two parts, then two parts into three parts...

Under the continuous slashing, the split cytoplasm was chopped into countless pieces and sacrificed by Lance. All the mess mixed in was dropped. Unfortunately, there was no equipment at all, it was all garbage.

The giant cytoplasm was reduced to the size of a person after several physical attacks by Lance. Just when Lance was about to deal with the last one, a mutation occurred.

The maggots that had just been scattered all over the ground because their flesh and blood nests had been wiped out fell into some weird state, gathering together where no one was paying attention, and at this moment they pounced on the lonely cytoplasm.

The gnawing sound that had stopped sounded again. Lance and others looked over, but did not expect to see an extremely strange scene. In just three or two seconds, the entire cytoplasm was devoured by the maggots.

Cytoplasm is such a fucking bastard. He showed up so well. Now he is not only Lance's sacrifice, but also the food of those maggots.

Before Lance could complain more, the worms actually condensed and turned into a monster made of worms, similar to the size of a cytoplasm.

It's imitating something eaten!

But once you take a closer look, you can find the maggots that are constantly squirming, and the thing as a whole actually shows a flowing state.

The maggots climbed up, then fell down, then climbed up again, maintaining their strange shapes.

"So evil...what the fuck is this?"

"Ancestors bless you~"

The successive changes and twisted monsters put great psychological pressure on Barristan and Boudica.

Even Lance's expression became solemn when he saw the worm aggregate. Even he could not accept this thing for a while.

But the maggot aggregate didn't care about the three people who were stunned. It raised its hand and threw it out. A group of maggots separated from its body and flew out.

This attack shocked several people, but its target was not them, but the cytoplasm that had just been smashed away by Lance and scattered on the ground.

"Crap, it's growing!"

When Lance reacted, the maggots quickly squirmed towards the aggregate after eating their share to refill it, making the figure even taller.

There was a look of disgust on Boudica's face, but there was no fear. After hearing the lord's words, she picked up the guy and prepared to go up.

"It's useless. This kind of physical attack on the body structure is useless. How many maggots can you kill with one strike? And this thing may contain many viruses when it eats corpses. If you touch it, you will get sick."

Boudica was not afraid of anything, but she still shrank back when she heard that she might get sick.

Barristan could also tell that this kind of monster's normal attacks would be useless, so he couldn't help but ask, "Sir, what should we do now?"

"What should I do? Just step aside and watch the show."

Faced with this situation, Lance did not panic, on the contrary, he smiled.

He took out a glass bottle and threw it directly towards the aggregate that was busy devouring the cytoplasm.

The glass bottle fell to the ground and shattered, and the liquid inside also flowed out. It was a black viscous substance that quickly flowed out to the floor.

Without stopping, Lance took out two more bottles and smashed them on the ground, directly covering the entire perimeter of the polymer.

After finishing all this, Lance picked up the torch dropped by Barristan and threw it towards the feet of the polymer, which ignited a fire the moment it landed.

Under the flames, the polymer was unable to support the twisted body and began to disintegrate. That is to say, it did not have a throat structure, otherwise it would have screamed repeatedly.

But is there a sound that replaces its sound? That is the dense crackling of the maggot's fat body under the burning flames.

Watching the polymer disintegrate and listening to the sound, the three of them felt inexplicably relieved.

Wood tar, a by-product of charcoal production, can not only be used to prevent corrosion and insects, but is also a very good fuel.

In an era when alcohol was difficult to produce, it was a good raw material for Molotov cocktails.

In the previous battle with the witch and her demons and monsters, Lance could feel that the attack method was single. If he were of normal size, he could still fight, but after facing countless beasts, corrupted giants, and the banshee body, he could still fight. Down.

If you throw a few Molotov cocktails and light them when facing the beast tide, you can directly break the situation. You won't need to fight bloody battles all the way. In the end, you may even introduce them to the farm and burn them, causing such huge losses.

And when facing the perfect creation of the witch, the Banshee, it would have been over long ago if he could have thrown a Molotov cocktail, but he also used Leonard and the others to attack desperately, and finally killed it with the help of the Banshee?

Lance has been learning from battles, and then using all the resources at hand to make up for it and improve it.