Our family is in decline

When Disma saw this, he no longer hesitated and sent the ignition rod up. The fuse was instantly ignited, and the war machine that had been silent for a long time let out a deafening roar.

"Bang!"

The roar that was a hundred times stronger than the sound of a gun made Lance's heart tremble, and he subconsciously swooped down on the ground in a direction away from the Collector.

However, it didn't happen that Lance had imagined that the collector would be shattered by one shot. The fist-sized solid projectile deviated from the direction and shot into the dense forest behind him, directly punching through a tree.

"Disma! You're fucking wrong."

Of course, Lance noticed the collector who quickly got up from the ground and looked speechless at the unharmed collector.

Disma, who was controlling the artillery on the other side, also had an annoyed look on his face. He was able to hit the gun with perfect accuracy, betraying the Lord's trust.

"No, I will never allow myself to make a fool of myself in front of the lord!"

Disma fell into a state of paranoia because of his mistake just now. He had given up on playing with the cannon and instead drew his dagger and rushed towards the Collector.

He wants to make up for his mistakes~

It’s just that after everyone tried many times, they realized that ordinary attacks are meaningless. Disma rushed over to him to die. Lance noticed something strange about him, and hurriedly stopped him, shouting angrily:

"Calm down! One mistake doesn't mean everything is over. We still have a chance. Now follow me to reorganize the team."

At this time, Lance burst out with leadership, and his tough attitude made Disma have no choice but to bow his head and retreat to the team.

After finding out the situation of the collection, the threat of this thing was greatly reduced. Lance didn't care whether the collector could wake up the alpha wolf, and took the initiative to take Disma away.

Here, Lance and Disma had already distanced themselves from the collector. Unexpectedly, this guy neither continued to try to collect the collection nor escaped. Instead, he followed him. Obviously, the collection he was interested in had changed.

It’s obvious who the target is~

Lance also discovered this, and originally thought there was no way to hurt it. If this guy left by himself, everyone would be safe.

But now it seems that what I should consider is how to cause enough damage to kill this guy.

Looking around, he quickly found gunpowder, the blood that drives the war machine, next to the cannon.

At the same time, I discovered some very interesting things, which were the explosive bombs that Lao San said were placed in the box. Some of them even fell out due to the battle just now.

They are all fist-sized balls with a thick steel shell attached to a long lead. Isn't this a simple version of a hand grenade?

After discovering this, Lance was ecstatic. He immediately rushed forward, picked up one, weighed it in his hand, and grinned at the collector who was flying over.

Damn it~ Look at me using heavy firepower to "open your eyes"!

"Disma is going to hit it on the head with a pistol. Leonard and Barristan are ready to defend. The bomb will cause fragmentation damage. Remember to throw them all down on the ground."

Lance ordered the team to start executing immediately, and he quickly grabbed the ignition stick that was just thrown on the ground and ignited the bomb in his hand.

The wire of this thing was designed to burn slowly, so Lance was not in a hurry to throw it out, but held it in his hand and let the sparks continue to eat up the fuse.

His behavior made everyone in Disma feel numb.

I can't help but sigh that the lord is too courageous~ He is indeed a man who dares to declare war on the evil god alone!

The increased pressure caused by the mistake just now was relieved, and everyone's will became firm again.

They seemed to feel no fear following such a lord, and when there was no fear, there was naturally no pressure.

Lance focused all his attention on the Collector, and didn't let out a loud shout until the guy was more than ten meters closer.

"shot!"

Disma raised his musket angrily and pulled the trigger without any hesitation.

"I will not let you down this time!"

In fact, he did not disappoint Lance. For him, this distance means he can hit wherever he wants.

With Disma's certainty that the bullet would hit, the bullet penetrated directly into the collector's eye and made a crisp sound, directly hitting the blue-lighting skull into a huge stiffness.

Lance also seized this opportunity and threw the bomb in his hand that was almost burning to the limit.

"Drop the bomb, get down!"

Lance jumped forward and fell to the ground, watching the bomb fly out in an arc and directly hit the collector's yellow robe. Then the fuse was completely burned out, and the internal gunpowder detonated and expanded rapidly and was squeezed by the steel to form an explosion.

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise, and a bright fireball suddenly engulfed the collector, and a thick white smoke rose the next moment.

Before these things dissipated, the collector who was originally suspended in the air fell down first and made a dull sound.

Lance could feel something passing over his head just now, but he was not afraid at all. He stood up immediately after the explosion and looked at the collector.

The yellow robe became torn into pieces, as for the torso's head, large parts were broken and destroyed, and even the tentacles stopped squirming and fell limp.

But it's not dead yet, and the shattered skulls on its body are being rapidly restored by the surrounding fusion.

"damn it!"

After Lance realized this, he picked up another bomb without saying a word, pulled off a large piece of fuse, lit it, and threw it directly, and then the second and third bombs.

The few people who had just climbed up over there quickly moved away when they saw this situation. Ten meters away was no longer a safe distance.

"Bang bang bang!"

Continuous explosions sounded, and the area was completely engulfed in fire. The flying fragments even scratched Lance's arm, but the wound healed in the next second.

Looking at it this way, Lance is really a "monster" to a certain extent~

When the rising smoke dissipated, only the place was scorched black. But what surprised Lance was that the collector didn't even die after carrying three bombs. Although the body was mostly destroyed and looked even more miserable, the weird head Still squirming trying to fix it.

Suddenly Lance realized something.

Like those collections, what is really important to collectors is not the body, but the head. As long as the head is not damaged, the soul residing in it will not dissipate and will not die.

After understanding this, Lance picked up a bomb, lit it, and rushed forward. Before the Collector could fully recover and was unable to move, he directly inserted the dagger into the eye socket.

Just when he stretched out his hand, the collector struggled hard, and the light blooming from the head instantly expanded several times, like a strong burning phosphorus fire.

But Lance ignored it and forced the bomb into its loose jaws.

"Die monster!"

After doing this, the fuse of the bomb had burned out, and Lance didn't even bother to dodge. He directly kicked the Collector and turned him over.

"Bang!"