Our family is in decline

Everyone reacted to the charging Templar.

Alhazred held up the skull candlestick to initiate the ritual, and the Curse of Weakness fell on the monster, directly suppressing its powerful strength.

The Legion raised their shields and pushed forward, and those shields formed a tortoise-shell formation to block the monster's charge.

Bigby swung a chain at the monster's head, and the chain clanged as the power was transmitted, and the next second it hit the monster's helmet with a whistling sound.

The helmet was instantly twisted under the explosion of the metal collision, and even if it blocked the entire head, it was buzzing.

The monster's powerful vitality made it quickly break free from the dizziness, but this momentary pause was very fatal in this kind of battle.

Alhazred used a [Weakness Spell] to further weaken its resistance, and the Legion had already drawn out the broadsword and rushed forward to chop it.

The monster did not resist, but it was weakened by Alhazred's two rituals, and its weak strength made its counterattack seem weak.

The giant pincers would be blocked by the big shield, and the poison needles would be difficult to penetrate. The overflowing toxins had no effect on the legion.

The defense brought by its armor was also weakened, and the swords and knives easily tore its flesh and blood, and the legion leader stabbed a sword into the flesh and blood of its chest and abdomen.

They had also heard that the lord described this monster as the most powerful, but also the weakness.

This also angered the monster, and just when it was about to move, Bigby pulled another iron chain over and interrupted its movement.

Although he only had this trick, it was useful.

Now even Alhazred came up, pulled out the sacrificial dagger and stabbed it a few times. The burst of power on it made the monster even weaker, and it was soon hacked to death by everyone.

Although this battle was not as easy as before, it could be called neat and tidy.

The support, defense, control, and output were so well coordinated that even a strong one like the Holy Temple could only fall.

"The first move of the Holy Temples I encountered before was definitely [Revelation], but why did this one just charge in directly?"

Lance also stepped forward and found a very interesting situation.

There was no eyeball in the split chest and abdomen of the monster, but a mass of flesh and blood.

Lance probably understood that the Holy Temples guarding the altar were chosen by the ancestors, and these did not have this ability.

After explaining, he took back the Burning Amulet. Lance did not want to be too ostentatious about this thing that came from the church and had the power of the saints. The fewer people knew about it, the better.

When he turned back to call the guards, he found that they were not idle either, but cut out a lot of flesh and blood. The flowing blood even gathered into a stream, which was so exaggerated.

The Holy Temple could not stop it, and those antibodies, polyps, and flesh hounds were even more so, until they encountered a brand new monster.

The exaggerated giant tumor blocked the passage, or rather, it grew in the passage, because it grew together with the flesh and blood tissues of the walls and the ground above and below.

The main body is a twisted flesh, and there are irregular holes all over the flesh that looks like rotten flesh.

There is a very conspicuous huge single eye on the front, and it is not black, but a vertical pupil like a monster beast, revealing some consciousness.

Below the single eye is a big mouth full of sharp teeth, which can probably swallow a person directly in one bite.

The tentacles around it are not slender, but short and thick, shaking randomly like the cilia of bacteria and viruses.

Outside the front are those black eyeballs of different sizes growing disorderly, the big ones can be as big as a human head, and the small ones are just like ordinary eyeballs, embedded in the holes of flesh and blood, which looks extremely weird.

Macrophages!

In addition to antibodies in this giant monster, there are also physiological reactions that respond to invaders, but macrophages are more powerful.

Next to the macrophage, there is a white blood cell handle similar to an antibody. The difference between the two is the color. One is purple-black, while the white blood cell handle is pink flesh color.

Almost as soon as they met, the giant single eye of the macrophage stared at the legion walking in the front.

Trembling gaze!

The evil power came and weakened the legion. The special physique was not afraid of flesh and blood corruption, but their souls might not be so strong.

"Kill the little one first!"

Now Lance had to intervene in the battle. He didn't remember the others clearly, but he had a deep impression of some things that tortured him.

The macrophage seemed powerful, but it was still a flesh and blood body. As long as he tried hard, he could still kill it.

But the white blood cell handle was different. Most of its abilities were to assist macrophages or interfere with the enemy.

Although it looked harmless, the most disgusting thing about it was that it had a teleportation trick that could randomly teleport the enemy to other locations and leave the current battlefield.

That meant that the team was divided, and at the same time, it would lose direction and supplies and fall into a longer battle.

Lance was so impressed because he had experienced the feeling of despair, so regardless of other things, it must die!

When the Legion was controlled, Bigby immediately rushed forward and threw out the iron chain to control the macrophage.

Alhazred also raised his hand to summon the scarlet tentacles to hit the white blood cell handle. Although the flesh was torn, it was not completely killed.

Lance threw a Molotov cocktail and fired a shot. A ball of fire immediately fell on it. One could even hear the screams from the white blood cell's open mouth.

But this did not satisfy Lance. He raised his hand and blessed the legion, then summoned a sentence.

"Firing team, assemble!"

As soon as Lance's order fell, ten people ran out of the guards.

Lance took out some specially made large firearms from the showroom. They were twice the caliber of ordinary muskets, and the barrels were specially thickened, which meant that more gunpowder and larger bullets could be loaded.

This configuration also made it difficult for one person to operate. Usually two or three people were needed in a group, and a shelf had to be lifted up to assist in aiming.

Hamlet raised his gun, a very barbaric design, revealing a feeling of "powerful bricks".

Ordinary muskets have little effect on these flesh monsters, and artillery can't be deployed in a crowded and narrow environment. Lance went back and asked the workshop to rush to produce a few of these enlarged handguns to try.

Because the showroom has sufficient logistics, these handguns have iron racks, so they don't need to be carried by people.

When those people were operating the handguns, the macrophages quickly reacted from the dizziness, and immediately used their abilities to summon the white blood cell handle when they felt the death of the white blood cell handle.

Then you can see another white blood cell handle born on the ground covered with flesh and blood.

However, the first round of handguns were loaded, and they just needed to be set up. Now the exposed white blood cell handle became the first target.

With a bang, the white blood cell handle that had just exposed its head was directly killed in seconds, and the flesh and blood exploded exaggeratedly like rotten flesh. This is the power of the large caliber.

However, the guard who fired the gun was also shaken by the powerful recoil, and almost leaned back as if he couldn't stand steadily. If it were an ordinary person, his shoulder would probably be shattered.

This is the power of one shot, and there are four of these things.

"Bigby, come back and don't get close. The legion is in defensive formation." Lance was unwilling to take risks, fearing that there would be problems, so he chose a safer way.

"Reserve one shot to focus on the small one, and the rest are free to shoot the big one."

As soon as Lance gave the order, three shots landed directly on the macrophage, and its huge body became an excellent target.

The round lead bullet has poor penetration, but it completely releases kinetic energy. It is easy to deform when it hits it, but it is more convenient to tear flesh and blood. It just adds a few bloody holes in an instant.

But this is not a game. The macrophage did not die. This is its home field, with endless flesh and blood as its confidence.

Regeneration!

The ligament connecting the flesh and blood surged with powerful power, and the torn flesh and blood filled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it could be felt that the power of the macrophage became stronger and stronger.

However, it was still wasting energy to summon the white blood cell handle, which gave Lance time to operate.

"Get out of the way!"

With a shout, Lance pushed a cannon out directly, without any nonsense, because the fuse was already lit.

"Bang!"

When the war machine roared, even the gun looked like a child's toy in comparison.

This was no small fight. The shells, which were bigger than fists, whistled and hit the flesh and blood of the macrophage, deforming the whole body, and then a hole was blown from the back.

These people couldn't see it. They only saw that a big hole burst out on the macrophage at the moment of the explosion, and a large amount of rotten flesh and blood splashed out like a jet.

Piercing!

The huge tumor that two or three people might not be able to hug directly had a hole that could see the back.

At this time, the summoned white blood cell had just been generated from the flesh and blood, but it was killed by the gun in the next second, and no one even noticed it.

"Kill it!"

Gun smoke is a man's stimulant. Lance blew the horn of attack. Now he couldn't give it time to recover. The war of attrition was not good for his side.

The ten members of the long-awaited legion also stepped forward, and ten sharp swords cut off the flesh and blood ties at the bottom, turning it into a hanging tumor.

Lance rushed up and jumped directly onto the monster's head. His sharp wolf fangs cut off the tissue that connected the macrophages to the surrounding flesh and blood like a spider web.

The originally hanging giant tumor fell down, and the flesh waves rolled in the dull sound. Under the pressure, the wound sprayed blood with minced meat.

Lance stepped on the top but was not splashed, but he couldn't wait to insert the wolf fangs into the one eye, and then sacrificed and started.

The void swallowed it, and no matter what it was, it was difficult to escape.

When the cannon was fired, the macrophages had already lost.

This is the charm of steel and gunpowder!

The gift of spirituality told Lance that the battle was over, and the team that had been advancing all the way finally had a short rest.

Lance still paid attention to the combination of work and rest, and asked the guards to stop harvesting, and then he went up with the legion.

Lance is a Scoia'tael player. Seeing the flesh and blood is like seeing money on the street. It would be hard not to pick it up.

All mine, all mine...

The team advances alternately. Basically, when they arrive at a place, the Legion goes up to clean up the enemies and rest, while the guards harvest. Then Lance and the Legion harvest and the guards rest.

The Legion is the most useful worker, more useful than the guards.

They fight and harvest, and they are tireless, like machines.

Bigby's special physique gave him a strong recovery ability. He could regain his energy without much rest, so he stepped forward to cut the flesh and blood. Lance didn't mind blessing him and helping him fight against the other guy.

A person like Paracelsus would spend all day and night doing experiments in order to study, and Lance would often have to eliminate hidden illnesses and give her blessings to strengthen her, so he was really afraid that she would suddenly die.

That's why Lance felt that Bigby had great potential for research. It could be said that he was born to work as a holy body. Maybe living in symbiosis with that thing might not be a bad thing.

So the only one who takes regular rest is Alhazred, and he still puts a lot of energy into meditation...

No matter what Lance was thinking, the team didn't stop. It just kept going in a cycle, eating away at the flesh and blood dungeon bit by bit. Basically, the easily cut flesh and blood were sacrificed wherever they went, leaving only a bloody and cruel scene. .

It’s even a bit unclear who is a cultist…

It was another battle, and he easily killed the monster active in the room filled with flesh and blood with a crushing attitude.

"My lord, a package has been found."

Following the guard, who took out a familiar package, Lance opened it directly and dug out a large number of gold coins.

Suddenly he paused, smiled inexplicably, and took out a unique dip pen.

It looks like a knot of dry fingers, simple but with a strange aura.

"Ah! How come there is such powerful extraordinary equipment here?"

Even Alhazred was alarmed by this thing and couldn't help but ask.

"Nothing is impossible in Hamlet."

Lance smiled and handed the dip pen to him, but a scholar would not dare to touch something of unknown origin like this. He had already suffered a loss once.

Seeing him waving his hands to refuse, Lance didn't force it. The caster couldn't take this thing. It was a piece of equipment for melee warriors, and the increase in power was very considerable.

Bigby was a little curious, or he was very curious about research, but Lance felt that he was not a warrior, and the chain was the real thing.

Lance put away the dip pen, then took out the map and marked it. He had always been in the habit of drawing maps, starting from the first floor to the second floor, and now to the third floor.

It is precisely with a map that you can determine your location, so you don't have to run away without knowing which way to go.

Also because of the accurate map, I discovered some interesting things...

Thank you [Qin Shijiu] for the 100 reward

Thank you [The Demon King Is Still Young] for the 100 reward