Our family is in decline

At this time, Lance didn't know what was going on in the outside world. They had just passed the passage blocked by collapsed masonry and were still leading the team to explore the cave.

"Hmm~"

After advancing for a while, Lance suddenly sounded suspicious and his pace could not help but speed up a bit.

His move also attracted the attention of others, who quickly followed, and soon they found an abandoned backpack on the passage.

The things looked ordinary without spiritual brilliance, and I didn’t know how long they had been there, but they were bulging and it was obvious that the things inside were still there.

Lance was fearless and reached out to open it. Most of the things inside were debris, as well as food and water that had long since rotted. It could be said that there was basically nothing of value.

"No shit." Disma curled his lips with a look of disgust.

"I thought I might as well get a pig." Boudicca also showed dissatisfaction while carrying his halberd.

They didn't expect any gold or silver in their backpacks, but they were just too bored and wanted to change things up a bit.

"It's possible that this was left behind by the body in front." Lance was not like them, because he had already discovered the most valuable thing in the backpack, which was a folded piece of paper.

"Hold it for me, don't move it." Lance quickly took out the torch, lit it, and put it into Boudicca's hand.

Then he studied it carefully by the firelight. The upper part was stained with filth. Fortunately, there was still a part that could be seen.

"What is this?" Boudica came over curiously. All he could see were messy lines and some strange patterns marked on them.

"This is a map, but I don't quite understand what the markings on it mean."

"I know."×2

Disma and Tardif both spoke up almost simultaneously when they saw this.

As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them looked at each other in surprise.

"Oh, do you understand these symbols?"

Lance's words drew their attention back.

"These are common techniques used by professional mercenaries. When I was in prison, I heard them say that this pattern means a trap, this pattern means there are enemies, this pattern means there are good things..."

Disma has nothing to hide and begins to explain what the symbols represent by simply explaining why.

"Okay!" Lance nodded with a smile. The two of them had gone to study for further study, and they had often been in contact with those mercenary guilds, so naturally they knew a little bit about them.

After receiving the explanation, Lance continued to immerse himself in research and was able to analyze the situation of this map faster.

Tardif listened on the sidelines. To be honest, he didn't expect Disma to have gone in before. He thought that Disma had always been a close confidant of his employer to be so highly used.

After all, that kind of tacit understanding in battle cannot come out casually. It must be absolute trust to not hesitate at all.

How could a noble lord trust a prisoner so much?

This kind of thing made him feel a little inexplicable. He didn't speak, or maybe he was used to silence.

"Found it! We should be here now." Lance took out his route map and started comparing it with this map. He quickly found the team's current location and raised his hand to point to the corner of the map.

"Great, we haven't explored this area yet, and now it's marked directly."

This kind of map is incomprehensible when the location is not determined, but after the location is determined, it is very simple.

Of course Disma could understand it, that's why he said this.

But Lance soon discovered that the location of the map was not right, and looked at the map over with a somewhat uncomfortable expression.

"Comparing this map with ours, it is obvious that only this small part overlaps, which means that their entrance to the cave is different from ours, and this area is a place we have never been to." Lance He raised his hand and pointed at the area contaminated by filth.

The reason why Lance frowned was because that large area could no longer be seen clearly. It was almost impossible to determine the location where the map author came in based on the map.

What's more, it's a pity that the well-explored road is buried in filth.

"No matter what, the shark is intact and go back as soon as possible." Boudicca didn't understand what Lance was thinking with his deep attitude. She only knew to kill, kill, kill.

Lance didn't react until he heard this. He turned his attention away from the map, glanced at the three of them, and sighed.

"Everyone is tired~"

Along the way, they have completely lost the light of the sun to guide them. They have been facing the darkness and monsters for a long time, and now they have basically lost the concept of time.

Anyway, the supplies are very strong. Without worrying about logistics, I just eat when I'm hungry, drink when I'm thirsty, sleep when I'm tired, and continue when I wake up. There's nothing else to do.

This high-intensity working state is even more exaggerated than that of 007. Lance truly shows his talents as a noble lord under the exploitation and oppression.

But in fact, the team's condition is still good. After all, Lance's methods can keep them physically energetic.

It was the continuous killings that made several of them stained with unspeakable filth. After the fermentation of time, their whole bodies were smoky, and they were almost like pigs.

The anti-disease masks have gradually lost their effectiveness over time. Although a few of them still wear them now, it is more to prevent pig blood or dirt from splashing into their mouths.

The most serious one is naturally Lance, who is a little bit mysophobic to begin with. This is the biggest torture to them.

Lance understood that they were not him and could not bear the pressure, so he raised the map and pointed to a marked place ahead.

"The mission is almost completed. We will go back after exploring the previous part to confirm the authenticity of the map."

Lance also understood that their mental fatigue could not be erased by extraordinary power, and what they needed was to relax after returning.

But now there is no such condition, and Lance, as the boss, uses his natural skills to [draw a pie].

"The bathhouse should be completed by then. Everyone should go back and take a long bath, and then soak in the warm water. It will feel like your whole body will melt, and all the fatigue will be taken away from your pores.

After taking a shower, he eats a good meal, and then takes a big gulp of the cold beer just fished out of the deep well. All the stress is released with this burp.

Finally, when I return to a safe room where there are no night attacks from enemies, what I lie down on is not the smelly dirt and mud, but a clean and solid big bed. I fall asleep regardless of the time, and everything disappears in my dream. "

In just a few words, he described a bright future to them, and this provided motivation for them to go on.

Lance walked in front with a torch in hand and a map in the other, and soon stopped on the passage, but there was nothing in front of him.

There were no enemies and no falling masonry, so why did we stop?

"The mark on the map probably says there is a trap at this location, everyone, be careful." Lance raised the torch forward but couldn't see where the trap was, but he didn't dare to joke with his own life, just in case it really happened. Is there a trap?

So he could only treat it with caution.

"Let me do this. I've heard about how to deal with it." Tardif finally spoke.

This kind of thing that requires strong observation skills to follow clues is indeed suitable for Tardif.

But what he said made Lance couldn't help but laugh when he heard it. You and Disma must have learned too much in it.

"Okay, I'll get you a torch."

Lance stepped aside to give up his position, and Tardif walked up directly. Finally, he had a chance to show off.

Sure enough, as he slowly advanced step by step, he finally discovered something strange on the ground in front of him, and quickly determined the specific location.

"Found it, right here."

Tardif didn't waste any time. He took out his ax and scraped away a thin layer of dirt on the ground, revealing a groove blocked by a wooden grid below.

Use an ax to pry open the board, and you can directly see a circular saw blade inside, a circular iron ring with many irregular sharp iron pieces riveted on it, fixed with tight ropes, and the power source is the twisted metal spring. piece.

Once you step on it, the saw blade will bounce up instantly, and the rotating saw blade will cut any outsider.

But now it was quickly demolished by Tardif, and the dangerous and evil thing was completely useless.

"It's not like pigs can arrange things, but why do those cultists arrange these things here? Is it possible to protect pigs?"

Lance looked at the trap and asked everyone.

"Of course traps are for catching prey. Even I know this." Boudica blurted out. Traps are often used in the tribe.

"But……"

When Lance heard this, he subconsciously wanted to refute, but suddenly understood something and could only smile helplessly.

The relationship between the pigs and the Ascension Sect may not be an alliance as he understands it, and it is not strange for the two to fight. After all, the pigs eat humans, and the cultists also eat pork.

Only the flesh and blood after death is what the ancestor needs, so he does not hesitate to continue to provoke killings.

He didn't care what or who died.

Lance put aside his worries and the trap was confirmed, which proved the authenticity of the map.

Naturally, I am more curious about the highlighted place ahead.

"Go, keep going."

Lance put away the torch and continued walking in the dark and narrow passage. Just like what was marked on the map, there were no enemies or any messy traps.

According to the map, as long as you walk through this passage, you can go to the marked room, and then you can go back and escape this disgusting place.

Everyone also understands that as long as they reach that place...

"enemy!"

As soon as Lance stepped into the room connected by the passage, he suddenly became alert within two steps. When he saw a huge figure shaking in the darkness ahead, he couldn't help but shout.

At the same time, the body instinctively produces a huge sense of crisis. The whole scalp feels numb like an electric shock, and the hair on the body feels like standing on end.

He forgot all the techniques and skills. It was almost an instinctive reaction. The moment the words came out of his mouth, he took out a large shield in his hand and blocked it in front of him.

But the enemy's attack was not slow at all, hitting the shield before Lance could set up his shield to attack.

In an instant, the powerful attack was reflected back to Lance through the large shield, and even knocked him away with both his body and shield.

Lance only felt an overwhelming force, and the next second he felt briefly floating in the air, but before he could react, he fell heavily to the ground again, and the big shield pressed against him and almost came off.

"grown ups!"

"Boss!"

Although his voice reminded Disma and the others just now, in such a dim environment they only saw the lord flying backwards, but they couldn't even see clearly what the enemy was.

The strong sense of crisis and drastic changes in the situation instantly put them under tremendous pressure. No one expected that this situation would occur when they were about to return.

This was not the first time that Lance had been knocked out. His arrogant physique was no joke, and his brain returned to clarity in an instant.

Feeling his body, the left arm holding the shield withstood most of the transmitted force, which actually exceeded the limit of muscle endurance, causing him to suffer sprains and internal injuries.

Fortunately, the shield held up and the bones were strong without any major problems.

"I'm fine, hold on!" Lance immediately got up from the ground when he heard their calls, and his injuries healed in just a breath.

This is the most terrifying thing about him. As long as he cannot be killed with one blow, he will fall into a war of attrition with him.

By then, as long as the [gift] is not exhausted, Lance will become stronger as he fights. But who is the enemy? What background?

What are you going to fight with him for?

Lance knew what the team needed now, so he stood up, shouted to them, and brought them what they needed most now - light!

A torch was held high by Lance, and the blazing flame emitted light that instantly illuminated the empty room.

The sudden appearance of the torch's flame caused a burst of pig squealing, which unexpectedly scared off the enemies and gave the team time to regroup.

And everyone in Lance could only use the firelight to understand why they couldn't see anything clearly just now.

Because there is a limit to vision in a dim environment, and the monster's figure completely exceeded this limit.

It was an indescribable monster, with a body structure like a centaur, but this one should be called a centaur pig.

Because the lower body is the body of a pig, but the upper part is spliced ​​with a human body.

Visually, it is at least two meters tall. It is bloated and fat like a mountain of meat. Like other pigs, it has some tumors and cysts on its body. In particular, there are some shields of different shapes tied to the front. It acts as a shield.

The monster's arms were extremely long, and the right arm was equipped with a shoulder armor. The entire arm was modified and nailed into a large amount of unexplained steel. It was as weird as if the entire arm armor was taken apart and forcibly installed.

The left arm has not been modified that much. It is holding a heavy metal lance, and you can see the muscles on the forearm.

This configuration, coupled with the metal knight's helmet on its head, makes the monster look like a knight.

Lance will naturally recognize it when he sees it, because this enemy is the elite monster of the beast cave-the Pig Knight!