Our family is in decline

Deep in the wilderness, the men arranged by the Ascension Sect have been dormant for a long time. Under the cover of unknown supernatural power, they avoided the reconnaissance of the team, as if they appeared out of thin air.

But Lance and the others didn't pay much attention to this at all.

Not counting Boudica and the others, if I lead the team myself and have a master demon hunter, I can definitely say that I have the advantage when dealing with several cultists!

This confidence disappeared immediately after being attacked by the tentacles summoned by the ascended priest's evil magic.

Death waits for that moment of slight relaxation...

Lance didn't wear any armor, and the situation was critical, so he didn't even have time to make a defensive posture before he was heavily armored.

The moment he made contact with the tentacles, he completely lost consciousness, as if the person flew out, but his soul remained in place.

The sudden change on the field also dumbfounded several people.

Geralt knew the horror of this power from another world, because he had also suffered similar attacks.

It's just that he still had Kun's seal to block it. At most, it was affected, but it almost killed him, and he could only recover by consuming a bottle of precious potion.

But the lord was right in front of him. In order to save Junia, he faced the attack completely, like a rag doll being thrown away.

Originally, he was still wary of this mysterious lord, but he never expected that he would risk his life to save others!

Junia also looked very surprised, not expecting that the lord would push her away.

The attack that should have fallen on him was endured by him.

I have brought trouble to the lord again...

Boudica didn't have so many thoughts. She only knew that these enemies should be killed. In her knowledge, the lord would never fall so easily.

The attacks of evil spirits were under the control of the Ascended Priests, but that did not mean that those elite Ascended Cultists were just decorations.

Instead, they seized this opportunity and some of them rushed towards Lance lying on the ground, intending to kill him completely.

“waaagh!!!”

The reaction of these guys completely angered Boudica. He only heard a war roar, and the next second he picked up his halberd and rushed forward.

As a guard, I will definitely protect the lord, and this time I will never take a step back.

Junia was right next to her. When she saw this, she directly raised the mace towards a cultist. With her anger, the sacred power turned into a flash of light and shot at the nearest person.

The beam of light filled him with unparalleled power, causing him to fall into a daze and control the guy.

Boudica, who rushed over, raised his hand and slashed, splitting the guy's head in half. As he drew out the halberd, the body collapsed, and the separated brain slid off like jelly.

Geralt also reacted, but he didn't immediately rush towards Lance who fell to the ground.

As an experienced demon hunter, he knew that the enemies that threatened him the most were not those enemies, but the mysterious enemies who had just been hiding in the dark and performing evil spells.

Reason told him that it was best to kill the spellcaster first, but Lance, who was seriously injured on the other side, was besieged.

After a moment's hesitation, the calm golden vertical eyes moved away from the dark forest, turned around and rushed over to join the battle.

At the same time, the sword seemed to be shining brightly even at night when it was unsheathed...

Lance, who was lying on the ground, waited for a few seconds before gradually regaining consciousness.

But at this moment, the desperate pain suddenly surged into his brain and took control of his body again. He couldn't feel anything else at all, only the severe pain tearing at the last of his consciousness.

His vision began to recover, but it seemed to be covered by blood, and one side was completely dark and lost his vision.

Hearing is also recovering, the "buzzing" tinnitus has stopped, and messy sounds are heard intermittently.

"Boss!"

"Hurry and save people!"

"Divinity..."

You can't faint...if you faint, you will really die...

Lance didn't even have time to use [Flesh and Flesh Reconstruction]. Even if he endured the pain, he had to use [Blessing] to refresh his consciousness to prevent himself from fainting.

Spirituality turned into strength to nourish his soul, giving it a brief respite.

He took this opportunity to check his body.

You don’t know if you don’t see it, good guy! The lack of direct death was entirely due to his strong constitution.

The internal organs ruptured due to the strong backlog of force, and the muscles on the body could be seen broken and blood beads oozing out from the smallest details.

The bones were not much better, with broken ribs inserted into the lungs, fluid almost filling the entire chest cavity, and tiny seams appearing in countless bones on the body.

The power of flesh and blood is used by me - flesh and blood reconstruction!

When rescuing himself, Lance completely let go of his spiritual restrictions. His serious injuries were like a dry sponge absorbing water when it encounters water.

Fortunately, he has always had the habit of saving a small treasury. Although the blessing of Disma and several people in the past consumed a lot, the corpses in the town today also allowed him to complete the replenishment, so that he could support the cost of treatment.

"Hey...hey..."

The crisp sound of bones kept ringing from Lance who was lying on the ground, accompanied by bursts of twitching.

This change was particularly obvious at night. Several people in the battle, both themselves and the enemy, noticed this.

"The Lord said kill him!"

"We can't let him live!"

"Join Ascension!"

The cultists gave up their entanglement with Boudica and Geralt. Even if they were attacked, they had to trade their lives with the guys on the ground. They didn't know why they had such deep hatred.

Whether it is Boudica or Geralt, both of them are more aggressive, and their auxiliary abilities are not very good.

Facing the enemy Boudica, they naturally tried their best to stop him, but there were only two of them, and instead, the cultists kept emerging from the darkness.

Get closer, keep getting closer, because they have to protect Lance on the ground, and they can't dodge too much from the enemy's siege.

How can you stop it now?

"Go away! You filthy blasphemers."

Junia's power is not only reflected in magical spells, but the enemy is too close and she has no time to cast magical spells. She can only wield the mace to intercept the enemies coming from all directions.

Knock the hammer over, and the raised spikes will pierce the enemy's flesh, and then tear the muscles with each movement.

If hit on the head, even these cultists who have been strengthened by flesh and blood rituals cannot bear it and fall to the ground.

Under the desperate cover of his companions, a cultist seized the opportunity. He didn't care at all that a bloody gash was opened in his waist by someone, and his waist was about to fall out.

But the fanatical believer ignored his injuries and rushed towards Lance on the ground. The claw-shaped weapon made of black iron in his hand was about to be struck in the head.

Once he succeeds and his brain is shattered, even their inhuman body cannot bear it. To put it simply, he will be dead and unable to die again.

And at this moment, a hand stretched out and pinched an iron claw.

The cultists were slightly stunned. They were the descendants of the Lord summoned by the saint. That power was not something that humans could resist.

Obviously he still doesn't understand why this person is still alive and even able to move again after receiving a blow from the God's Familiar.

But he knew he couldn't stand up again.

The iron claw on the other hand thrust in, but he was still caught just as he got closer. At this time, the man's head had not yet been raised.

He caught his own attack without even looking?

Upon noticing this, the man instantly felt that it was not his weapon that was being grasped, but the suffocating feeling of his heart being pinched.

"Very good... very good..." Lance stood up step by step with the help of his hands, as if the believer was holding him up.

It wasn't that the believer didn't want to struggle, but in the face of a powerful force that he couldn't resist, he felt that his body was completely out of his control, like a rag doll being played around at will.

You must know that you have endured more than ten flesh and blood rituals. Although they are all group blessings, they are still powerful beyond ordinary people. Even among believers, they are the best.

As long as he completes this mission and returns, he will be qualified to bear the [seed].

But at this time, there was no resistance at all. This...

But the reality shocked him far more than that.

Because at this time, Lance slowly raised his head, and the exposed face was covered with exaggerated and disfiguring wounds, as well as traces of corrosion that almost dissolved half of his face.

But right in front of him, the flesh and blood squirmed, and the dirt and blood were squeezed out. Then the wound healed, and the broken eyeball with the eyelids disappeared unexpectedly recovered in a short time and refocused the pupil.

He recovered from that fatal injury in just a few seconds.

He had only seen this kind of recovery ability in those deacons who had planted seeds.

Doubts filled his brain, which was diseased by the ritual.

Why does he, as an enemy, also have this ability?

Could it be that……

It's a pity that no one will answer him anymore, because Lance finally fully recovered, which means that someone will bear his anger.

Unfortunately he was the first.

The silent Lance was the most terrifying, which meant that he didn't even mean to give the enemy any chance.

He kicked out the middle of his abdomen. In order to grasp the strange claw-shaped weapon, his hands were stuck on it. When the weapon was blocked, it meant that his hands were also controlled. This caused the force to be completely borne by him, and his lower body flew directly into the air. Fly up.

There were two crisp sounds, accompanied by the sound of tearing cloth. It was the bones connecting his hands to the shoulders that were directly torn off, leaving only the muscles that were still holding on tenaciously.

The fingers of both hands were withdrawn from the weapon, but the twisted fingers and the blood that continued to seep out also showed that it was not as simple as it seemed.

In fact, it only took five or six seconds from the time Lance grabbed the weapon to standing up. Everyone else was fighting, and in the dark environment, no one saw the quick recovery on his face.

But now is not the time to talk about this. Lance rushed towards the cultists who were coming up, raised his hand to grab them, and the giant sword appeared out of thin air and slashed.

With the blessing of his terrifying power, the giant killer directly cut the person in half. At the same time, he raised his sword and slashed back to cut the other person in half from head to tail.

Such a crazy scene made even the cultists feel the despair!

Why can anyone survive the attack of the Lord’s descendants?

And it doesn’t seem to have received much damage. Is this really a human being?

But what answered them was the roaring giant sword...

Hamlet, sanatorium.

At this time, Amanda had already put on her own equipment, and the various fancy accessories probably weighed two kilograms.

Lance didn't lie to her. The contents of the storage ring were not moved at all.

It can be said that there is no place to trap her after she gets her things back.

Omen seekers were born out of the Roma people, and the greatest strength of these world wanderers is not divination prophecies, but the ability to escape.

Just look at Tamara. She has offended so many people and is still alive today. If it weren't for the Roma's own internal investigation, she wouldn't have been forced here.

She could leave here at will without a key, but the strange thing was that she did not leave the cell without authorization, even though she knew that Lance's departure was not a test of her.

Because she was caught in a special situation, she kept playing with the set of black and gold cards, which were stamped on the reverse side in front of her.

She calmly turned over the cards one by one, but she was not satisfied with the magic on her face. Until the last card was turned over, Amanda threw her hands and slapped her on the bed, and her whole body became depressed.

Failed again...

She discovered that if the object of divination was placed on that lord, then the results of each divination would be different, and even some results would be polarized.

Divining the same thing may mean good luck and no danger for one moment, but it may be very bad the next time, and your life may be in danger or you may not even be alive.

This kind of divination with the help of props is very common in the supernatural world, because it puts the least pressure on the caster, and the results will also be more obscure, requiring the ability of the interpreter, which reflects the gap.

But it is absolutely impossible to have such an exaggerated error as the polarity reversal. At first glance, people are directly in the two superposition states of life and death.

This was a very abnormal thing. At least it was the first time she encountered this situation. It felt like everything about that man was hidden and shrouded in a mysterious fog.

Amanda raised her head and looked outside through the small window sealed by iron bars. The night sky was obscured by dark clouds, and she couldn't use astrology even if she wanted to.

"Am I really wrong?"

Under certain circumstances, she also fell into self-doubt. She could only wait until she went out tomorrow to know more about the situation...

The battle actually ended when Lance woke up. The remaining cultists did not fight to the end, but retreated after realizing that the situation was not good.

This strange situation does not fit their style of fighting to the death.

This means that there is a fish big enough to command them in this assassination operation.

It's a pity that they retreated too simply. Whoever ran slower was cut off from behind, and they scattered and fled into the dense forest in the wilderness. Plus it was night.

Lance, who had just suffered a big loss, didn't dare to be as confident as before and rush to catch up.

At this moment, there was some movement in the dark forest, and a pair of bright eyes appeared, which made the people who had just relaxed become nervous again.