Our family is in decline

Vic shouted as loud as he could, but no one responded.

If they had really had the guts, they wouldn't have fallen to where they are today.

"There are more than thirty people in the Mud Gang."

"I don't want to die."

"It doesn't feel as good as..."

Seeing the numbness of these people, Vic had the urge to chop them up too.

A bunch of trash!

But I suddenly felt relieved, because I was once similar to these people.

It was all the lords who saved themselves.

"I'm going~" At this time, the man who was beaten so hard that he couldn't stand up indifferently picked up the knife on the ground and struggled to stand up from the ground.

Although he was a little surprised, Vic still picked up the beginning and shouted to those people: "Do you want to rot and stink here and be hung up and beaten to death for going into the river? Or come with me to dig through the mud and help you choose." Bar."

As he spoke, he leaned over and pulled out the money bag from the little boss's body, holding it high above his head, "Take back what belongs to you!"

"Count me in!"

A man in ragged clothes and a disheveled face stood up.

"Fuck! I've had enough of this."

"Done!"

More and more people are coming forward, no matter what their reasons are, but they are coming forward at this moment.

Vic called on them to arm themselves, which actually meant harpoons, fish-killing knives tied to wooden sticks, and various distinctive weapons that could be found nearby.

"Let's go!" Vic shouted and led his men towards the Mud Gang's station, but he was stopped by his companions before they had gone far.

"Brother! They ran away."

Vic looked back and found that the only person who had followed Wu Yangyang just now was the man covered in scars.

"I understand, they will help whoever wins."

This sentence appeared uncontrollably in Vic's mind.

At this moment, he realized that he was not a lord, and he did not have the kind of brilliance that made people worship and follow him unconditionally.

Similarly, they are not Hamlet people. It is unrealistic and even naive to want these guys to follow them to death.

Vic took out the money bag just now and handed it back to the man.

"You go back and take your parents back."

"I'll give you this money, I have no use for it." The man's courage was exhausted, and powerlessness filled everything in him.

"How could the money be useless?" Vic seemed to have noticed something, and after a few questions, the man collapsed.

Listening to the story he told, several people could feel the suffocating despair, but Vic was keenly aware of something.

"There is not only one business group in Ovendo City. If they don't want you, just go to another one. I have escorted ships for many business groups. I heard that the Walter Business Group is recruiting people, and they not only give out money, Also give out food.”

Money is really useless at this time, but food is different.

Vic quickly sent the man away and gathered the ten-man team.

"Then what do we do now?"

"There were only thirty or forty gangsters. Five or six are gone now. Not all of the remaining ones are here. It's a matter of two swords for one person."

Vic didn't care. Being given such an important task by the lord, he was naturally very strong and had been blessed by the lord. He really wasn't afraid of this gangster.

The original intention was to build momentum first and find an excuse. It didn't matter whether people came or not.

"Do you want to keep those who surrender?"

"Leave no one alive." Vic looked forward coldly, "This guy deserves to be killed!"

When Vic led people into the Mud Gang, a dilapidated but tenacious fishing house that had existed for who knows how many years burst into flames, and then collapsed in the flames and turned into ashes.

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The ecology of the cave is more troublesome than Lance thought. After entering the depths, the fat pigs rarely appear, which proves that its ecological niche is relatively high.

As a relatively more perfect creation among the pigs, they are naturally rarer in number.

Because of its violent power, Lance temporarily named it [Pig Thug] for the convenience of recording and describing this monster.

Another type of dwarf pigman is also recorded as [Pig Hide] based on its ability to sneak, in order to remind people who see the information about the special abilities of this pigman.

Lance wanted to make written records, so the name he chose was a bit like a game monster.

On the contrary, Boudica habitually calls it by its characteristics, calling it a hammer pig based on the weapon it uses, or a big fat pig based on its body shape.

Similarly, Boudicca prefers to use the word "mushroom" when describing the pig hiders.

These names are similar to the previous ones: Knife Pig, Hook Pig...or the thin ones are called bean sprouts, the tall and thin ones are called bamboo poles, the short ones are called mushrooms, the strong ones are called fat guys, and the big guys are called big guys. They all have Boudicat's unique simple temperament.

However, the small number of pig thugs does not mean that the pressure on the den is reduced.

Because those pig assassins appear very frequently, just like cockroaches, no one knows how many are hidden in the darkness.

They would sneak up and attack in various ways, and Lance had to have the foresight to place two spellcasters in the middle.

Similarly, he stayed behind the team and cut off the attacks of some guys. Those pig hiders were like a fish in water in this dark environment. Their quick movements would still cause trouble to Lance and the others, especially when there were many of them. There was a sense of oppression when I got up.

Just like the fierce battle taking place in the beast cave now.

Lance and the others broke into a space, but they never thought that this was actually a place where pig people gathered. Naturally, a battle broke out in this widened underground cave in an instant.

There are many other pigs mixed in here. Except for the pig knights, basically everyone you have encountered before can be found here.

Among these pigs, especially the fat figures of the pig thugs are very obvious.

But what Lance was more concerned about was the disgusting crippled pig man.

"Wangcai! Tear their souls apart!"

Lance didn't talk nonsense at all at the beginning, and directly raised his hand to mark the crippled pig-man lying on the ground.

For him, this guy brought even more pressure than the pig thugs.

Wangcai's figure emerged from the void. It can be seen that its spiritual brilliance is much stronger than what it just came in. It seems that it has eaten a lot of "pork" along the way.

Not all pigs can sense the existence of Wangcai, so it jumps over other guys and pounces directly on the crippled pig.

Until there was a sharp pig cry, like a switch was turned on.

At the same time, seven or eight pigs of various types were mixed up and killed, and the most numerous of them was the short but swift figure of the pig hider.

"Quickly retreat into the passage!" Lance felt the pressure brought by so many pigs for the first time. He could withstand it, but it was hard to say for others.

The best thing now is to take advantage of the environment and use the space in the passage to block some of the pigs, without giving them a chance to fight together.

The people present were all veterans, so they naturally understood this truth and retreated directly into the passage. Then Lance saw a very outrageous scene.

After retreating into the passage, Alhazred raised his hand to move [Hand of the Abyss] in order to block his position. The twisted tentacles stretched out from the void with strange and evil power controlled a person who rushed to the front because he was close to the passage. of a pig-man slayer.

It could be seen that its steps paused momentarily, as if its soul was dragged into the void by the illusory tentacles.

But the pig thug didn't like the pig slaughterer in front of him standing in front of him, so he went over with a hammer and blew off the pig's head, so that the pig slaughterer didn't wake up after falling into dizziness.

When the other pigs saw this, they couldn't help but let out panicked pig noises. They didn't even bother to chase Lance and the others, but moved out of the way of the pig thugs. Their barbaric attitude of killing at will further demonstrated the different classes in the den ecology. of cruelty.

But the pressure on Lance and the others did not decrease because of this accident, because the pig thugs had already stepped over the corpse and entered the passage, and the short pig hiders also followed suit.

Lance was behind the team. He was not sure whether Boudica could withstand it. It was best for him to rush forward and stop the pig thug.

But Boudica and the others soon showed Lance what tacit cooperation meant.

This wasn't the first time they encountered pig thugs, and everyone had a plan.

Amanda raised her hand and threw a throwing knife, which was completely engulfed in the pig thug's body, leaving only the handle outside.

Before, Lance thought that Amanda's abilities mostly relied on the props in her hands, such as the bloodletting whip or the windmill blade that could break invisible.

But later I discovered that the focus was not on the weapons and props at all, but on her own spell-casting ability.

Because whether it is bloodletting or breaking invisibility, this ability is actually the effect of Amanda's enchantment, otherwise those props are just ordinary things.

Just like now, the power attached to the flying knife explodes, and the wound bleeds directly. At the same time, the power of the secret technique makes the tough pig skin of the pig thug become soft.

A spellcaster who is about to become a master, even if Amanda also takes into account the melee ability, the real core is still ritual spells.

On the other side, Alhazred also calmed down from the spell cast just now, and directly raised the skull candlestick to cast the spell at the most threatening pig thug.

Weakness technique!

When the ritual is completed, power is attached to the pig thugs, and the strong physique is vulnerable to injury and becomes fragile.

Likewise, the pig thugs are as hard to dodge as targets under this power.

"shark!!!"

Boudicca howled and completely released the restriction on her power. Her eyes instantly became bloodshot and turned red, and veins crawled up her neck, making her face look hideous and terrifying.

The ax gun in his hand had already been swung, and the bulging muscles on his arms were like solid rocks. The moment it fell, it tore through the air and made an ear-splitting roar.

When the ax blade fell on the pig thug who had been weakened by two rounds, the previously strong physique was now as fragile as porcelain.

The huge pig's head was chopped in front of his face, and the uncontrolled violent power was injected into it, and the pig's face was directly broken into two halves.

A devastating blow!

The moment Boudica drew out the ax gun, the fat body of the pig thug also collapsed.

Their hateful leader has finally fallen!

The attack of the three people showed terrifying power, which made the brainless pigs stunned for a moment.

They couldn't figure out why the most powerful pig thug was killed so quickly.

But just by looking at Boudica gasping for air, you can tell how much burden the sudden explosion had on her.

However, those pigs were not afraid. As soon as they took a breath, the drum beat sounded on the field. Following the rhythm, the pigs became restless and came to kill again.

Just now, the pig thugs attracted everyone's attention. Several pig hiders took the opportunity to approach and directly started sneaking. They approached Boudica, who had just exploded and was breathing heavily, with quick steps.

Amanda hurriedly raised her hand and threw out a windmill blade, but the armor made from garbage was still somewhat effective, so this hand only managed to knock one out of stealth but failed to kill him.

It didn't even stop, let alone a few others who escaped into the darkness and disappeared.

But if you think that a sign seeker only has this strength, you are totally wrong.

Amanda didn't panic at all, a golden disc appeared directly in her hand, but before others could take a closer look, they heard her shouting.

"Close your eyes!"

When such an enemy is right in front of you, closing your eyes is a very dangerous action. If Lance shouted, Boudica would not hesitate to execute it, but she...

Just because Boudica is too lazy to think about those messy things doesn't mean she's stupid.

Although he hesitated a little, he still chose to believe it at the last moment.

It's not that he believes in her, but that he believes in the boss.

At this moment, dazzling golden light burst out from the disc in Amanda's hand, and its power was directly amplified several times in the darkness.

Like a super powerful flashlight, the dazzling light burst out instantly filling the entire passage.

Almost at the same time, countless pig-killing screams sounded in the passage. These pigs, who may have never seen the light in their lives, now saw the light in half their lives.

Boudica, who was standing in front, also closed her eyes. Even though her eyelids were blocking her eyes, she felt a flash of incandescence. Fortunately, her back was turned, so she was not greatly affected.

When she opened her eyes, she saw that all the sneaking pigs had revealed themselves, falling to the ground and wailing in agony as if they had been blinded.

The people standing behind the golden disc didn't seem too strange. The torch in Lance's hand offset some of the excitement.

But that's not what he noticed, but - these Roma people all have the surname "Dora", right? They always have some weird things in their pockets?

Lance raised his hand to refresh Boudica's status and pull her out of the state of exhaustion after the explosion.

At this time, she picked up an ax gun and axed each of the blinded pigs.

The stimulation of strong light is too great for them. They only see it once in their lifetime, and they will die after seeing it.

Commonly known as death by exposure to light.

Lance also stepped forward to help, stabbing each person like a butcher, sacrificing them casually without even leaving blood on the ground.

The seven or eight pigs here all turned into spirits and entered Lance's pocket. The feeling of eating the fat pigs raised by his ancestors made him feel the pleasure that he had not seen for a long time.

For a greedy exploiter, there's nothing better than a small coffer slowly filling up with money.

But it's not enough now, he needs more pigs!