Our family is in decline

The Legion, a mysterious group, whether it is the legend of the ancient empire or its unique abilities, are unimaginable to ordinary people.

Not to mention that in order to stabilize the situation, Hamlet hyped up the Legion and added the identity of being in charge of the secrets of the ancient empire's heritage.

Too many people want to get more information by contacting the Legion, but unfortunately no outsiders can see the Legion under the strict defense of Patton and others.

For Lance, although he knows that most of them are rumors, the Legion still has many secrets and is worth seeing.

"I have never seen these people take off their armor, and they don't need to eat. They have been in hibernation for a long time. No matter where they look, they don't look like humans."

"Wouldn't it be enough for him to stand with us?"

Lance listened to the implicit warning in Patton's introduction and smiled and said simply.

The Legion also stood with the team many times during the retreat. No matter what the purpose was, this was enough.

"But they are unwilling to communicate with the outside world, and have not responded to our inquiries."

They said they were going to see the Legion before, but in fact, the two sides did not say a word, just turned around and left. It is no wonder that Barton felt embarrassed in this situation.

Lance did not speak, everything had to be seen first.

There were two teams of soldiers standing guard outside the independent house, almost surrounding it, but there were many people staring at this place around.

You can see a very strange behavior when you enter it. They really seem to be in hibernation, but they are not lying, but standing, like statues.

You can see that the armor on their bodies has obvious marks, so it is no wonder that they say it is dilapidated.

Lance raised his hand to activate the blessing to wake up the Legion from the hibernation, and the look projected from under the mask was as cold as a dead person.

"I am Lord Hamlet, it seems you need help."

Lance did not care. For him, as long as there is consciousness, he can communicate.

The Roma have a spiritual ritual that can build a bridge between consciousness. Amanda has demonstrated this ability in several interrogations.

Although Lance could not perform the spell, he had heard that the Legion could not speak, so he had received a Ouija board from Amanda a long time ago. With the help of the power in it and his own charming voice, he could still communicate.

Barton did not understand what the lord did, but he turned his head and signaled.

"Go and bring a few death row prisoners here."

There were riots in the city, and there were also riots in the town, but because the army intervened early, they directly arrested many people who did not know whether to live or die.

Some of these people were crazy on their own, and of course some had instructions behind them.

But it didn't matter. When they were brought in, the leader of the Legion came forward and pulled out the broadsword and inserted it into their bodies.

It was like a ritual was triggered, the flesh and blood withered, and they became mummies without a drop of blood flowing out. There was no doubt that they were sacrifices.

You can see that the damaged and sunken armor of the Legion people and the broken broadswords have recovered as if they were alive.

Such a scene surprised Lance a little. The activated armor is somewhat similar to his own black armor.

No, these legions and armors seem to be one... draining vitality to replenish, but they don't seem to recover blood by cutting skeletons, probably need to kill living things.

Even if killing people to recover blood, coupled with that tireless body, it is really a bit outrageous.

Sure enough, I have not yet understood the magic of extraordinary power.

Using several death row prisoners as sacrifices, the legion's condition quickly improved under the ritual repair, they seemed to be a whole, something connected them.

"You go and do your work, it's a bit troublesome to communicate with them." Lance waved his hand to signal Barton to retreat, and then turned to look at the recovered legion and signaled, "Then tell me why you are here now."

I don't know how long I haven't communicated with anyone, but the legion leader's consciousness is very clear, and he doesn't even care if others know his plan.

He directly stated that he was just chasing an evil existence.

"How can that guy live so long?"

[We didn't perish, its breath awakened us, right here on this land]

Lance is also used to their weird, even some upside-down information, but it doesn't matter. He can probably hear that he means that they are not dead yet, so the target is naturally not dead.

But the second half of the sentence made Lance a little alert. It was not a coincidence that the Legion came to Hamlet. They were awakened by the breath of the target, and the target was actually here.

"You mean that guy is in Hamlet?"

Although Lance was willing to accept the extraordinary, he knew what was going on. Didn't he see him looking for an opportunity to knock the legendary wizard Alvis?

This old monster who has lived for who knows how many years really made him feel uneasy. What if he set off a natural disaster of undead in Hamlet?

It's a pity that the Legion didn't know that the breath disappeared soon. They had no choice but to come here. On the contrary, they didn't know the news that the ruins were occupied by the undead until they came here.

This ingenious and outrageous situation made Lance speechless, but it's true that Lance sorted out his mind and really remembered something.

Disma's enemy, what was the name of that hairy guy? Lance was too lazy to remember this kind of small fish. Now he didn't know whether he was dead or not. Anyway, he was thrown to the sanatorium to be tortured by Disma.

He originally clamored for the army to come and destroy Hamlet, but his family was killed by the emperor, and Walter was able to catch up with the imperial army's logistics.

This guy is not important. The reason why Lance reminds him is because of the wax puppet and the manipulated corpse that he brought with him.

It suddenly erupted before being sacrificed, but the soul fragment was still swallowed by the void. It was probably the moment of the initial explosion that disturbed the legion.

Lance omitted most of the irrelevant information and directly said that the wax puppet he had captured and the power that exploded when he killed it were inferred to be a clone of a lich.

Sure enough, after hearing this, the legions became agitated, and a chorus of shouts erupted in Lance's mind.

【kill! 】

That is to say, his soul is strong and strong, otherwise most people's souls would be shaken off by this sudden shout.

Lance can naturally feel the unabashed hatred. Now he probably understands the origin of Legion's teleportation. It is probably that the Lich caused several undead disasters, and then Legion sought revenge and destroyed it by accident. Those evil things.

Moreover, they did not communicate with ordinary people, nor did they kill ordinary people indiscriminately, so their achievements were praised by ordinary people who were harmed by evil.

It can be seen from the fact that Hamlet did not kill indiscriminately when they came, and when he was injured, he did not kill indiscriminately, but fell into sleep. This shows that their code of conduct has a bottom line.

Lance didn't know what love and hate they had between the Legion and the Lich, but it seemed that they could work together.

But before that, he needs to know more about the situation, such as why they ran into the ruins?

It's just that the answer Lance got was a bit abstract.

They said that someone directly guided them here and told them that the ruins were occupied by the undead.

They all came, thinking that the lich was hiding inside, so they naturally went in to kill him.

However, after searching for a few days, the Lich was not found. Instead, he bumped into the Necromancer. By chance, Extreme Darkness was beaten out by the violent skeleton, and he ran out with the retreating team.

Lance was really speechless when he heard this. Good guy, what a mess, but they actually found the necromancer. If they kill them, the skeletons in the ruins can be pacified instantly.

It's just that the ruins are not important now, the dungeon is fundamental.

"It's basically impossible for you to find that lich, and the time taken as a unit of hundreds of years explains everything.

And it’s not that I underestimate you. Even if you find a powerful spellcaster, you may not be able to defeat it. If you can defeat it, you may still let it continue to escape.

It is difficult for you to communicate with ordinary people, and it is very difficult to obtain information. Even if a lich appears, it will be difficult to track you wherever you go.

But I am different, I am a lord, I have an army, I have many powerful extraordinary beings under my command, and I can receive news from all over the world.

And I can communicate with other people, trace its traces, and send you there as quickly as possible.

What's more important is that I also have a grudge against the lich. If I ruined its good deeds, it will definitely cause trouble for me, so I also want to kill it.

Cooperate, you do things for me, and I will try my best to help you find the lich and kill it. Time is on your side anyway, and you can leave if you are not satisfied when the time comes. "

Does Lance really have a grudge against the Lich? Is there still a threat?

There is a hammer. He doesn't even remember those things, which means he doesn't care. The reason why he said this is just to create a common enemy and draw closer the relationship between the two parties.

Don't worry about anything else, unite all the forces you can to defeat the ancestors, and you can help them catch mice in the remaining time.

As long as you kill the ancestors, it doesn't matter if you let them leave.

Lance was trying to make a big deal out of nothing, but the conditions he described were indeed exciting.

As he said, a long period of time has proven that they cannot catch the lich, and more importantly, humans can live for forty or fifty years, but for them it is just a sleep.

But the Legion is not a fool. They have their own principles, which explains their right to refuse unreasonable tasks.

Lance naturally agreed. He didn't even sign any contract, it was just a verbal agreement.

Are you coming to fight the cultists? Food and accommodation included.

Soon Lance came out of that place, but Legion was still inside.

With so many people watching outside, we have to find an opportunity to let the legion leave reasonably. For example, the action the army is preparing will attract those people's attention to the ruins.

In fact, it can be seen that Lance is already preparing to conquer the dungeon, and everything revolves around this core.

Hurry up, hurry up.

…………

Owendo, a team came from the manor that Walter recognized as a retirement home.

"Reply? What else does he want?"

Walter looked at the group of cavalry in front of him with a strange expression. Although he pretended to be calm, he could still feel the suppressed anger in his heart.

After being married for so many years, the woman quickly stopped in front of Walter and started to explain.

"They were sent by the lord to escort me back because he was worried about safety on the road. They are the replies your daughter wants."

The woman said and handed over a letter with a helpless expression, "This is from my daughter. She was afraid that you wouldn't believe it if someone else sent it."

Walter quickly opened it and took a brief glance. His expression froze. Not only did his anger not subside, but it became even more difficult to suppress.

Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by the woman grabbing his clothes.

"It's been hard for everyone along the way, let's take a break first." Seeing this, the woman didn't care about anything else. She forced a smile to thank the cavalry for their hard work, and at the same time signaled the people below to settle them down and rest for a while.

She quickly dragged Walter away. In her eyes, this was a family matter, and it would be embarrassing to make a fuss outside.

But the cavalry didn't react at all to their behavior, but cast their eyes on the soldiers training in the manor with interest...

When they were alone, Walter couldn't bear it anymore and roared.

"Damn it!"

After shouting, he seemed to react and hurriedly chased the woman to ask.

"Did the lord force you? It must be that guy!"

Looking at Walter's crazy look, the woman suddenly felt very strange. She hadn't seen him so panicked in so many years.

Of course, you don't understand if you haven't experienced that kind of thing. Walter really had a psychological shadow from the catastrophe that year.

A city, the entire Hamlet, millions of people disappeared, that kind of irresistible power, anyone would be afraid.

But the woman knew that she had to make it clear, otherwise the rift would only get worse, so she stepped forward to comfort them.

"Calm down first, they are safe."

Watt was not a very irritable person. Although he was overwhelmed by anxiety, he soon calmed down and began to ask in detail.

"Did you receive the letter I sent over?"

"Here, I know what you are thinking. They didn't stop your letter, and they didn't even open it. The wax seal was still good when I got it."

"What do you know? Why don't you tell them how dangerous they are?"

The woman took out an opened letter and handed it over. Walter cursed and took it to check, but found no tampering.

The reality made him silent. "Tell me what happened to Hamlet."

"You know I can't get involved in those things, and my daughter won't talk to me about work. Anyway, it suddenly got dark that day, and there was a riot outside, but it soon subsided.

My daughter came back to confirm my safety, and then asked me to go to the school to find my son. It is safer there with the army stationed there until your letter comes.

I asked them both to see it, but they didn't agree to leave. The lord was not present at the time, so they couldn't make the decision on this matter.

At first I was also worried that the lord restricted them, but later I learned that when the lord came back from the front line, I went up to ask for it, and he agreed directly, and even promised to send cavalry escort.

But my daughter knew that the lord agreed and even had a big quarrel with the lord, and my son didn't want to leave school either."