Our family is in decline

The grand performance controlled by Lance came to an end, and his slightly crazy appearance also subsided, returning to his serious appearance.

I took out the map and started discussing the next task with everyone. It was very simple, just keep killing pigs.

Lance and the others came here directly, and no one knew whether there was anything like a pig breeding room in the complicated cave.

Lance's attitude towards this is very clear. When the big pig and the little piggy go to hell, I will chop them in half if they are alive, and I will cut them in half if they are dead.

"Hamlet will not allow these deformed and twisted monsters to exist, and I will not allow the pigs to harm anyone from Hamlet's place.

This is a war between humans and monsters, a war with no room for negotiation. There are no humans here except us. Don’t forget that the pigs are created by the cult, so you don’t need me to teach you what to do, right? "

It was obvious what Lance meant by this. Except for people like them, those who appeared in the den were not considered human beings.

This is a very familiar method, referred to as hating.

If you don't dare to take action, then I will give those guys a layer of cultist status, so that there will be no pressure when killing them.

"If anyone is tired, they can go back first." Lance didn't mean to force them, but still gave them a step. If anyone didn't want to continue killing, they could go back.

Who are all here?

War criminals, bandits, killers, mercenaries, barbarians, magicians...

Who doesn’t have blood on his hands?

If it wasn’t just killing some pigs and killing some people, who would feel psychological pressure?

Counting it all together, Junia and Baldwin are the only two who come from clean backgrounds.

But Junia is not a virgin. On the contrary, she is very ruthless. The hatred and heresy that the church instilled in her is very applicable here.

Pigs, these twisted creatures, are considered blasphemy by her and must be eliminated. It can be said that even without Lance's personal charm bonus, she is definitely the most supportive of the pig killing operation.

As for Baldwin…

In fact, he is not an indecisive person, and he has no objection to killing pigs. On the contrary, he just killed more pigs than anyone else.

As a former king, Baldwin knew that Lance was right. The existence of pigmen had seriously threatened the safety of Hamlet residents, and even such expansion would be a risk to the entire human race.

At that time, he couldn't bear to see the ordinary people being ravaged by the pigs, and he didn't have any sympathy for the pigs. But now he also has the courage to eliminate enemies for mankind.

No one had any intention of quitting. The team recovered quickly after taking a short rest and continued to take action against the pigs.

Lance did not join their ranks, but left them to their own devices.

You can’t keep your boss busy every day, right? Otherwise, why keep them?

Then Paracelsus came up and asked a very strange question alone.

"Why didn't you see the Flesh Devourer?"

The doctor came here because of the exhausted materials he had collected previously, but the problem was that he didn't see anything like what Lance was talking about.

And I haven't seen such a fierce fight just now. It is conceivable that he and the pigman are not the same group.

But you want to know where the Flesh Devourer is? This question really stopped Lance.

"Well...the first two encounters were also in very unexpected circumstances." Lance hesitated for a moment, but just as he was about to run away, the doctor put pressure on him.

"The materials have been used up. I can't do anything without them."

"I understand, I'll find a way." Lance is also very concerned about this. After all, this is a blood bottle. You don't have to worry about it in this life or in the next life.

After receiving the affirmative reply, Paracelsus had no intention of talking nonsense anymore and turned to look at the Pig God.

But she also knew that Lance would not allow her to study such dangerous things, so she blended into the team.

After the three teams found their way to continue clearing out the pigs, Lance set his sights on the huge body of the Pig God.

In order to summon "great things" from other worlds, this ancestor used countless containers made of flesh and blood.

Although the ancestor failed, Lance still expected good things to come.

Sacrifice!

The void devoured him, and the piles of meat mountains were difficult to stop, but they completely disappeared in a breath, leaving behind an empty ground.

Originally, Lance thought there would be a big battle, after all, this thing also involves existences from other worlds.

But now it seems that he has thought too much.

The gift from the sacrifice also gave Lance a long-lost feeling, because it was a characteristic.

My body feels like a powerful force has emerged, and my already very strong physique seems to have been further strengthened, and my ability to control my body has exceeded the limits of human beings.

[Demigod Body] A more powerful body can carry a more powerful soul.

Looking at the new entries that appeared on the panel, Lance seemed to understand something.

The body of a demigod naturally cannot accommodate the soul of a god. No wonder the ancestor failed.

However, this can be regarded as evidence that the ancestor was groping for the body in order to find the power to accommodate God.

Perhaps it was because he discovered that the most perfect creations had failed, that the ancestor chose another way to steal the power of the ancient gods.

What's even more interesting is that the [Divinity] column on the panel directly displays 4.

What that meant, Lance wasn't sure.

This is probably related to the alien being imprisoned in the pig god's body?

Or is it the power of faith gathered from years of religious sacrifice by the Pigs?

But it seems a little unimportant in front of the sacrifice.

Divinity +3, farewell.

Lance turned back and soon came to the breeding room that had been slaughtered.

The hand that Paracelsus moved at that time showed traces of corrosion, as well as the bones left behind when the zombie spores devoured flesh and blood.

Looking at the situation at that scene, the anger that had dissipated rose again.

Fucking ancestor!

Leave this mess every day!

Lance was really right, because the pig man was created by his ancestor, and it was his teachings that led to the pig man today.

He originally wanted to go back and lie down, but the task assigned to him by Paracelsus and the newly rising emotions in his heart did not allow him to go back like this.

He immediately turned around and went deep into the beast's cave.

I really want to find something to punch a few times...

The beast's cave is based on an ancient sewer. It was once a place where the ancestors conducted research and processed experimental products.

Those failed works, such as the Pig God or other messy existences, did not die. On the contrary, these intolerable deformities survived after being exiled to the sewers, and then developed until today.

To put it simply, the current beast cave was dug and expanded by pigs and cultists on the basis of sewers.

You must know that a city is built on sewers.

Does that mean that through the beast cave, you can go directly through the sewers, bypass the ruins, and enter the ancestor's dungeon?

Could it be that the ancestor cultivated pigmen just to block the way into the sewer?

The ancestor placed the immovable Pig God in that place in order to control the Pig's range of activities and help him guard the door.

When he thought of this, Lance himself admired his own thinking.

But according to this logic, it is really possible.

Although he has opened up a bay, he can go around the back of the old house as long as he climbs the 100-meter-high sea cliff.

But that thing has no retreat and is not suitable for large-scale troops to go up.

If we could open up the beast's cave and sneak up here, our ancestors might not even think of it...

There are never too few shortcuts, and one more road means one more opportunity.

Lance, who was already on a mission, suddenly became interested, gave up on those side stories, and headed directly towards the ruins of the old house.

After the battle just now, the pig man was still defeated. Not only was his spiritual support knocked out, but his mouth was also knocked out.

Lance wandered around among them for so long but didn't encounter him again, which made him give up even if he wanted to find a target to punch a few times.

Originally, the No. 3 position was not far from the ruins. After crossing the place where the Pig God was killed, he realized something was wrong after advancing a little further.

Lance couldn't help but slow down, and he raised the torch to shine around.

It soon became apparent that the traces of pig activity began to decrease as we got closer to the ruins.

The simplest is excrement such as feces, which is an important basis for judging the scope of activities of pigs.

There are few traces of life, but the strange thing is that there are many traces of battles here.

From time to time, you can see rough iron pieces and weapon residues in the style of pigmen on the ground.

Lance squatted down and held up the torch to observe, and found that the iron pieces had obvious signs of damage caused by heavy blows, the helmet was completely dented, and the shield was torn to pieces by something...

But this is not the point. The point is that no remains of the pig body were found around. Even if the flesh and blood are rotten, there should be bones, right?

No, the surrounding area was as clean as if it had been cleaned, there were only these broken equipment remains.

It's not like Lance hasn't considered the Flesh Devourer, but the secretions from that thing can corrode even metal.

If the Devourer appeared, the metal left at the scene would definitely not be physically destroyed, but should be in a dissolved state.

Can't the pigs remove the iron pieces nailed into their bodies by themselves? Throw away the mess of weapons, right?

Then the explanation can only be that the pig man encountered a terrifying monster, which leads to a more interesting conjecture.

Lance is also very aware of the spread of pigmen. They are almost digging through the wilderness, so why would they give up here?

Before, he thought it was his ancestor who borrowed the name of the Pig God to restrict the Pigs' expansion here through religious beliefs.

But now his suspicion has changed, or... the pigman was actually driven out by something.

Lance couldn't help but have this idea, because the deeper he went, the more similar situations he found, as if he could see the scene where the pigs were killed and abandoned their armor.

As he went deeper, a familiar but unfamiliar sound soon sounded in the passage. This rhythmic tapping sound made Lance's expression change, and he turned into an expression of surprise.

No way? No way? What do you really want?

Lance couldn't help but quicken his pace, and he caught up with the flesh-devourer who was walking quickly through the passage.

He directly took out the snail to activate his ability, and the charming voice stopped the worm-like flesh devourer.

This thing has no eyes, but as a result of the anatomy, it has hearing, which is quite developed and has the ability to sense vibrations.

Paracelsus speculated in his report that it relies on this ability to sense the outside world, and there is nothing special about Lance.

Because sound is just a carrier, the real effect is the magical power contained in it.

The intelligence of the Flesh Devourer is much worse than that of the Pig Man, and it is actually more difficult to control this thing.

Fortunately, Lance had tried to control the Giant Claw Raider before and knew how to deal with this kind of brainless creature. Soon, Lance was like Ah San who controlled the snake by playing the flute. With the power of the conch, the flesh and blood were quickly devoured. The person falls into dormancy.

Catch successful!

Lance immediately put down the conch and approached, looking at the curled-up Devourer without concealing the joy in his heart.

So simple?

It was equivalent to completing the task as soon as he entered the door. This feeling of picking up money for nothing on the ground made Lance feel a little unreal.

It seems that God also thinks I work too hard.

This was the first time Lance had caught one alive, and this situation inevitably made him think about raising Devourers.

After all, hunting is the most inefficient way, and it will also destroy wild populations, killing them to extinction, and there will be no future.

This is also the reason why many ancient pharmaceutical formulas fail. Without the concept of sustainable development, when the materials are gone, they will disappear with them.

As a young man in the new era, Lance knew that if he wanted to continuously obtain raw materials, breeding was the most stable way. Although there were many problems that needed to be overcome, at least it was a way to survive.

Soon Lance completed the collection of secretions and also collected some blood.

Sure enough, that thing is corrosive, but with these things, Paracelsus should be able to come up with a panacea.

Even leprosy can be cured, and then all injuries and illnesses will be eliminated.

As long as the panacea can be popularized, it will remove a "big mountain" that is pressing on all mankind. Even the church cannot stop this achievement.

Of course, just thinking about it, Lance lowered his head and glanced at the dormant Devourer at his feet, and couldn't help but cast his gaze to the darkness further away.

Is there more material in there?

As the saying goes, it's time to come, and the smooth start made him go on unconsciously, preparing to collect more materials.

As for this guy, it can weigh hundreds of pounds when curled up. It can't be put in the showroom and Lance can't take it with him. He can only find a place to throw it away and come back to see if the condition is still there.

There is really no way, because it is unrealistic to trap them now, after all, even metal can be corroded...

Lance suddenly seemed to realize something, and quickly took out a piece of equipment obtained by the bay from the showroom, the Deep Sea Guard's shield.

When the Devourer's secretions were dripped onto it, there was no corrosion like steel.

Seeing this scene, Lance understood something. Sure enough, this kind of material can survive for thousands of years in the bay environment. In addition to the maintenance of the user's deep sea power, the material itself must also be special.

That is, its corrosion resistance is super strong, its strength is no worse than ordinary steel, and it is also lighter.

There seems to be this special metal making method in the manuscripts left by the ancient civilization. When the method of imprisonment is found, then the breeding matter has taken the most difficult step.