Our family is in decline

Wearing exquisite armor and a burqa with complex patterns, he has a long sword in front of him.

One was wearing exquisite and luxurious clothes, holding a sacred book in his hand, and the other hand was a short-handled weapon with a unique shape that looked more like a war hammer than a staff.

An exaggerated heavy armor, with a large shield and war hammer standing beside it.

The last one was wearing a simple linen monk's uniform, but while the others had turned into mummies, this one still retained the basic physical state.

He looked like a haggard old man sleeping, but he was the one who exuded the strongest power.

Whether it is the sacred power that builds the sanctuary, or the various patterns of crosses attached to the equipment, the most obvious thing is the caster's clothes, which can be seen by any fool.

There is no doubt that these are the legendary strong men of the church, a knight, a bishop, a shield guard, and another who is not clear, but what is certain is that there are four legends.

It was their power that forced the ancestors to spend so much and capture a limp just to seal them.

That's right, the power of the limp is to swallow light, and it was this trait that was chosen by the ancestor.

However, so many arrangements only isolated and sealed it, and did not even break the sanctuary, which is enough to illustrate the gold content of the church.

"People from the church? Why do they appear here?" Amanda is not Boudica. She discovered this problem almost as soon as she saw the figures of those people. At the same time, she reminded Lance with a strange expression, "That A saint of the church, I’m afraid.”

"I wonder why they died?" Boudica looked at the mummies with curiosity.

Audrey didn't speak, but she had seen the world. This kind of church high-level people should not appear here, but she understood better that she had no place to speak here and cause trouble by talking too much.

"It must be dangerous for a cult to seal it like this. I'm going to investigate first. You guys can take a rest."

Lance asked them to distance themselves on the grounds of their safety. This lord's proactive risk-taking behavior greatly moved everyone, especially Audrey, who found that she actually didn't like taking risks.

Of course, in fact, Lance only said this to prevent them from coming into contact with those things in the church.

This is why Lance didn't dare to send more people in directly. With so many people staring at him, even if some problems arise, it will be difficult to cover them up and escape his control.

At this time, I couldn't care less about talking nonsense, so I could only take back the war hammer and go up.

He raised his hand and reached towards the place shrouded in halo. The strange thing was that the power of the holy realm did not exclude him.

But that's right, he is just an ordinary person, not like those cultists whose flesh and blood are corrupted and full of evil aura.

I didn't dare to touch the ritual casually, but I locked on those books immediately.

A quick look through the books on the church shows that most of them are extraordinary equipment, and more valuable than ordinary equipment because they contain extraordinary power and occult knowledge.

But it's a pity that the reason why these people are here is not mentioned.

Lance turned to pick up the scattered scrolls, pieced them together one by one, and finally discovered something.

"The empire is not the empire of the emperor, nor the empire of the nobility, but the empire of the church."

This sentence has been circulating for a long time. No one is sure, but no one can deny the fact.

After all, whoever controls the grassroots has actual control.

No matter how many nobles in this land changed, the church still existed, and no nobles dared to challenge the authority of the church (except for Lance, a weirdo). After all, that was the way to death.

Similarly, when Hamlet was so prosperous and was a gateway to the empire, its importance determined that the church that matched it was naturally also very important.

Needless to say, there were three legendary strong men in Hamlet at that time, such as priests, nuns, and knights, and an even more powerful saint.

But the interesting thing is that the saint was not originally the church's inherent sequence in Hamlet, but just happened to come here.

Unlike ordinary people who had no resistance when a catastrophe came, the power of the church prevented them from being destroyed immediately, and even the foundation accumulated over many years allowed it to organize resistance.

At that time, they were definitely not the only masters in Hamlet City. The church was like a torch held high in the dark night, gathering everyone who fell into the darkness.

In this matter, someone chose to break out, and it is self-evident what the church chose.

They have felt the terrifying power of sacrificing the entire city. It is precisely because of this that they need to investigate clearly, and finally, under the leadership of the saints, they resolutely go upstream.

The powerful but terrifying power of the ritual was undisguised, and the church had also heard of the prophecy circulated in Hamlet, and locked onto the old house almost instantly.

At that time, the Ascension Sect had not yet fully developed, but a large number of clergy still fell on the road to the old home.

Because the sacrificial ritual that separated heaven and earth filled the surroundings with the evil, twisted power of corruption.

Therefore, in order to fight against the evil corruption, they need to burn their own power to inspire the holy light and holy flame.

I am the flame!

This was a situation where even Lance couldn't help but frown when he saw the words. The church used to engage in such cruel sacrificial rituals.

No one knows how many people were killed or injured on the road from the church to the old house, and no one keeps statistics.

He seemed to be able to see a person holding a torch walking forward in the darkness... Those believers were like burning torches, unknown but emitting light and heat, bringing the saints here.

People from the church entered the dungeon through the Forgotten Door. Because of the sacrifices of those members, the core of the church still retained considerable strength at that time.

Moreover, there were not so many strange flesh-and-blood monsters in the dungeon at that time. Even if there were, it would be difficult to resist so many strong men.

They cleared one floor, then set up camp here to study how to break the ritual.

Don't think that those in the church can only recite scriptures. In fact, their channels for obtaining extraordinary information are stronger than any extraordinary organization, and their accumulation is deeper, not to mention that there are big figures like saints among them.

During their research on the dungeon, it was obvious that they found the ritual arranged by their ancestors and figured out how to break the situation.

There are three cores on the next level, which are the weaknesses of the ritual. As long as they are destroyed, this disaster can be ended.

But they fell into a problem, that is, they could all see the core, and the ancestor was not a fool, so it was impossible not to make preparations.

There is also a powerful ritual protection around the core. To break the ritual, you need some very important props.

Those people made their choice without much hesitation. The three legendary figures each cut off their left hands and made three [Hands of Praise].

When Lance saw this, he couldn't help but focus on the sitting corpses, and found that all of them were missing their left palms, and only the saint's hands were intact.

This does not mean that the saint is hypocritical, but that the props require him to make them.

Logically speaking, all you need to do is activate the prop to destroy the core and end it all.

But the problem is that it is impossible for the ancestor to watch them do bad things. If he dares to do so, he must consider the power of the church, and at most he will ignore the saints.

But now is the time, and the confrontation between the two sides is inevitable.

No one could tell him how terrifying the ancestor who devoured a city was, but it was obvious that the church members retreated here before finishing the second level.

Of course, it is also possible that their strength has declined due to the production of [Hand of Praise], but it is useless to say this now.

At this time, the saint realized the failure, so he wrote down the causes and consequences, and left behind the props and methods to break the sacrificial ceremony, hoping that those who would come after him would complete this task.

To put it simply, even if the saints understand that their situation is beyond solution, they can only retain things by "trusting the wisdom of future generations".

Then use your last strength to seal these messes to buy more time for those who come after you.

Why doesn't Lance call the Saints hypocritical? Because in the end the saint set himself on fire…

"I am the flame" is a slogan repeated many times, but there is no doubt that they did it.

Now it seems more like a belief. They are not afraid of evil or death, and they even do not hesitate to ignite their own incarnation flames.

If you want to suppress the evil that is sealed, it is useless to just rely on three legends and various props. The real core is the saints.

Even if Lance doesn't like the church very much, it's hard to erase their achievements.

It is even an exaggeration to say that Hamlet can only breathe because of the legacy of the saint. If he did not burn his sealed ancestor, I am afraid things would be more complicated.

Now Lance understands why the ancestor has never shown his face. It turns out that he was sealed by the saint.

It's no wonder that he made so many arrangements, including legendary equipment, chaos horrors, and a lot of priests, just to use these powers to kill and break the seal of the saint.

Judging from the influence of the sanctuary, maybe the ancestor only needed a little time to succeed, but it was a pity that Lance came out of the blue and disrupted everything.

The flesh ritual was destroyed, all the cult priests died, and the Chaos Horrors broke free and ran away, but the seal remained.

Now that there are two ways to get to Lance, stop here and join forces with the church to maintain this seal. This is like a nail in the coffin of the ancestor. He can't do anything until he pulls it out.

In this way, there is no need to continue to take risks. At least he can spend the rest of his life comfortably. The rest of the things will be done by imagining the wisdom of future generations. As for what will happen after his death?

But the sacrificial ceremony still exists. Even if they strengthen the sealing ceremony left by the saints, it is a dilemma of adding more water to the noodles and adding noodles to the water.

Because no matter what happens in the end, as long as death still exists in the land of Hamlet, maybe dozens or hundreds of years later, the ancestor will break through the seal one day anyway.

Lance's sense of crisis and obsessive-compulsive disorder don't allow him to accept this condition. Who wants to be in fear every day? It is better to take this opportunity to destroy the seal early and kill the ancestor.

He affirmed that the sacrifices of the saints bought time for Hamlet and the world, but it did not mean that he was willing to join forces with the church.

Different from the religious forces he knew, there was extraordinary power in this world. The power of feudalism and religion was so powerful that the world was still sinking for thousands of years, and ordinary people couldn't see any hope at all.

If the church really gets involved and applies a "savior" template, it will only make it more difficult to deal with and difficult to deal with.

In Lance's eyes, the ancestors and the church were both parasites, lying on humans to suck blood in order to satisfy their own enjoyment.

The difference is that one wants the destruction of mankind, and the other wants mankind to perish forever.

Now you ask him to choose one of the two pieces of shit? Then Lance would just lift the table and lift both lumps.

I'm going to fucking break up with you!

Lance hesitated for a moment to put all those things away, and then turned around and walked out of the light of the sanctuary.

"These are the strong men of the church who wanted to come and break the ritual during the Hamlet Catastrophe, but unfortunately they failed just after they got here. Instead, they were sealed and trapped here by the cultists. They can only maintain it with difficulty..."

Lance couldn't completely deny their existence, but he could weaken or even deny their role through clever language.

The originally heroic "holy war" was directly distorted by Lance's words, turning it into an unlucky guy who couldn't even defeat the first floor and was sealed here by the cultists.

Although this was unfair to them, the saints didn't say anything.

"These guys are so mean~" Boudica complained unceremoniously after hearing this, "We have already beaten them."

Amanda couldn't help but roll her eyes when she heard Boudica's words. Without the lord, their fate might not be much better. At least they still have the whole body.

Not to mention the large number of cult priests, even the limp is enough for them to drink a pot. Who except the lord can fight against that kind of monster? Can it still be tamed?

But she was also a little confused. After all, there were many doubts in it, but she didn't pursue it because of Lance.

Audrey didn't care much about this. As a tomb robber, she was often hunted down by the church, so she didn't have much awe, and naturally she couldn't feel any regret.

Lance glanced at their respective reactions and knew that his charming voice had an effect, and none of them had any doubts about it.

Lance was able to take a breath and digest this experience.

The back of the scroll may have been short and scrawled because of time constraints, but it also mentioned the dangers and horrors that followed.

Not to mention that although the ancestor was restricted by the seal, he had the entire cult of the Ascension Sect as his thugs, constantly filling in strange flesh-and-blood monsters.

There is no doubt that the current situation in the extremely dark dungeon made him think. The strength of those enemies will only become stronger and stronger as they go deeper, and there will be more and more people.

It is precisely because of this that Lance needs to unite the limp people. Any bit of strength may be a weight that tilts the balance towards himself.

But he was still a little confused about how to go next...

"What do we do next?"

Amanda's call woke Lance up from his thoughts. He looked at the people's hard-to-conceal but energetic expressions and understood something. He immediately smiled and signaled to them.

"Mission accomplished, let's go home."