Our family is in decline

Lanius commanded the Legion to attack, and the enemy was no longer panicked at this time. He knew those guys in the Legion. After all, it was he who made them like this.

But it was also because of that accident that the Legion was out of his control, and this hatred has been going on for who knows how many years, he can't even remember it clearly.

And the fact that the Legion has not been able to kill him for so many years shows that he has the means to deal with him, and he can escape even if he can't beat him.

But the two people standing behind the Legion made him feel troubled. One of them had a vague aura but was at least a champion. It was hard to say whether he was a legend. It seemed that his dress was not from the Empire.

What made him even more confused was the young man next to the middle-aged man, because he couldn't feel the man's aura.

The look in that man's eyes was like that of a noble young master who released a hound and watched the prey struggling. This was just a game for him to pass the time...

At this time, the Legion would not talk nonsense with the enemy and rush up directly. Everyone knew that they couldn't give the caster time to prepare.

Although the man didn't know why Lance and the others didn't take action, he didn't mean to surrender, and he directly attacked the Legion that rushed up.

Why did he choose this place? In addition to the reasons Lance just mentioned, of course, it was because there were many corpses in the cemetery, and the accumulated death aura could help him when he got into trouble.

The figure under the black robe cast a spell, and his aura could no longer be hidden. The identity of the caster was revealed, and the powerful force spread out instantly, as if activating the entire mass grave, making the deadly environment in the cold winter even more dead.

Bones like a forest!

Suddenly, a group of bone arms stretched out from the ground under the feet of the legion and scratched the legions, which actually delayed them.

And that guy didn't stop at all, and easily cast a more powerful spell. After getting rid of his fragile body, he didn't need to worry about the erosion of death caused by casting spells, so he could do this.

The dead resurrected!

There were movements from countless graves in the mass grave, and skeletons crawled out of the graves one by one. These awakened guys immediately besieged the legions.

The Necromancers are the ones who can form an army. At the beginning, Lance could only lead people to hold back the skeletons and then execute the decapitation tactics to get rid of those guys.

Although the one in front of him is just a way, he seems to have mastered similar taboo power. He can summon hundreds of skeletons with one move. No wonder the Legion regards the place where the Necromancer appears as a clue.

But how can a few scattered skeletons stop the power of the Legion? Lanius rushed out with hatred under the cover of his teammates, and the man immediately controlled the knight puppet to fight.

The knight wielded a long sword, and the power he burst out was very strong, and there was no pain or weakness. As long as he was not disabled, he would be fine, not to mention a full set of armor.

But the Legion is the same. The two are "the same kind" to some extent, so the battle between the two is a collision of two "cans", and no one can do anything to each other for a while.

Seeing the stalemate, the mage liked this body very much, but at this time he could only give it up. He never wanted to fight, and everything he did was to escape from this place.

At this time, Lance finally made a move. A flag appeared in his hand as he raised his hand. He waved it directly, and the evil aura attached to the summoned skeletons was instantly dispelled, and they fell to the ground like falling apart.

After waving the flag again, the members of the legion were blessed with some kind of power as if they were injected with chicken blood. When Lanius held the knight back, the remaining members of the legion rushed forward.

He swung his sword without any hesitation, and the nine swords instantly chopped him into several pieces, and the process was so fast that he didn't say a word.

When the caster was chopped to death, the knight who was originally fighting against Lanius also became stiff as if his soul was taken away, and then fell to the ground and lost reaction.

The situation really took a sharp turn for the worse...

The originally fierce battle was reversed in an instant just because Lance waved the flag twice.

Even many people didn't react. Alhazred beside him frowned and wanted to say something, but Lance raised his hand to signal him to fall silent.

Lanius crossed the fallen knight and joined his teammates, tore open the black robe to reveal the remains that were chopped into several pieces but looked like a mummy, and then inserted the sword into the head.

But after doing all this, he didn't know what to do, and the legions seemed to fall into a kind of emptiness at this moment. They gathered around the corpse and watched the enemy they had been chasing for so many years suddenly being killed, giving them an unreal feeling.

Of course, Lance could feel that they still had an obsession, that is, they blamed their situation on this spellcaster. Why didn't they die or change after killing him?

If they relied on an obsession to persist until now, then the obsession was distorted at this moment.

"Are you sure it was him?"

Lance and the scholar stepped forward to break their strange atmosphere.

Lanius nodded, and he would recognize that breath even if it turned into ash.

[Kill me. ]

Suddenly, a thought came, making Lance smile helplessly.

“He was the one who turned you into this, but as you can see, his death did not affect you. You are different from the puppets and skeletons over there. He is not everything to you.

Don't regard this ability as a curse. On the contrary, it is precisely because of this unexpected power that you can complete your revenge. This is an accident, but it is not a blessing of fate.

Killing him and taking revenge is just a small thing you need to complete. Maybe now you can live in a different way. "

[Are we still alive like this? 】

Faced with these words, Lance didn't mean to be stumped at all and blurted out.

"It is the soul that lives, not the body."

Then he looked at the broken corpse on the ground and smiled: "A body without a soul is just an empty shell?"

It doesn't matter whether Lanius and the others can understand these words. At least they should be comforted first. As for life goals, there will be plenty of time to discuss them slowly later.

"Let's go, let us handle the rest."

Lance raised his hand and took away the knight's body, then rummaged through the corpse to find some extraordinary equipment. He took out the space core without looking carefully and teleported it back directly.

The things Alves left behind are very useful and can save a lot of wasted time on the journey...

When everyone left, the broken corpses on the ground began to dissolve like wax oil, and then slowly gathered together, and soon a mummy-like figure condensed again.

It's just that the tension of the rest of his life has not subsided. If he hadn't saved a hand, he would have died a long time ago, but using such a secret technique would still cause heavy losses to him.

He has always longed to resurrect his flesh and blood body, so he has always retained the last limit of his body, but now it has completely changed, and the things on his body are no longer flesh and blood.

But now is not the time to dwell on this. Let’s leave this first. The transformed body is about to freeze.

But just when he turned back to pick up the black robe, the two people were standing there, weren't they Lance and Alhazred who had just left!

"You actually know that I saw that you were faking your death, but you just didn't believe it, or you couldn't believe it."

Lance's words also explained why a monster that had lived for who knows how many years died so easily, because this guy just felt that he couldn't escape, so he could only fake his death.

But let’s forget about the uninspired ones like deceiving the Legion. Who are Lance and Alhazred? Detected easily.

"As long as you let me go, I can give you a lot of money." The man also guessed that Lance must have demands after persuading him to leave the legion, so he negotiated terms immediately.

"You can't use my things to impress me." Lance looked at the wax figure, "I thought you should know this simple truth after living for so long."

When that person heard this, he didn't know that the young man in front of him wanted to break the bones and suck out the marrow.

"The treasures I have accumulated are not with me. They are hidden in a place only I know. You will get nothing if you kill me."

"I looked through your storage items just now. Your long life has made your memory lose the concept of time, so you wrote your own diary. Although there is a curse on it, do you think you can stump me?"

Lance was not threatened at all. He took out a notebook as he spoke, with a smile on his face and said casually, "It's just a waste of time, but I don't like the way you bargain with me."

A long life can make people blur the concept of life and lose the sense of the passage of time, so Lance actually understands those people who choose to write memoirs to make themselves feel the meaning of life.

This is especially true for spellcasters with recording habits, such as Ancestor, Alves, or this one.

But these things have become their weaknesses at this time.

The evidence is solid!

A legendary spellcaster who has lived for who knows how many years and is a member of the Necronomicon faction. Doesn’t he know the problem of writing this?

Therefore, it is covered with vicious curses. If an ordinary person opens it, regardless of whether he can understand it, he may turn around and die suddenly.

Even an extraordinary person would not dare to open it casually, as he would either be polluted spiritually or be corroded by a curse. He was eager for others to open it, so that he would have a bargaining chip.

But Lance didn't care. The so-called curse fell on him as if it was nothing. The wind and snow were more useful than this thing.

"I say! I say anything!" The man suddenly realized what he was talking about and shouted quickly. Maybe he also knew that it had no effect, so he immediately changed his words, "I can obey your orders, and my infinite knowledge will serve you. I can create an army for you that will not tire or die, and I can help you become the emperor of the empire..."

"I still prefer your unruly look just now. Please recover."

Lance's mocking tone not only didn't make the man stop, but he knelt down and crawled forward, saying something even more eagerly.

"I have no enmity with you. I am willing to sign a contract. I can help you get everything you want. Just believe me..."

The man was about to hug Lance's thigh and beg for mercy, but as he spoke, he suddenly raised his hand without warning, and a bone spur appeared in his hand and stabbed Lance.

Alhazred on the side subconsciously raised the skull candlestick and was about to take action until he saw Lance grabbing his arm, using a little force, turning the direction and stabbing him.

"you……"

He didn't react until he looked at the bone spur piercing his shoulder, and then looked at Lance who had just spoken. But before he could say too much, the power on the bone spur exploded, and instantly the wound appeared to be in a scorched black state.

It was the curse on the bone spurs that was eroding him. Even he himself couldn't bear the force and couldn't even pull it out.

"Help me!"

Fear completely distorted his reason, and he was forced to seek help from Lance.

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely watch him die, but who knows that Lance is a good person and cannot bear to see this kind of thing.

"Don't resist."

Lance raised his hand to exert his power, and the man naturally felt a force coming and covering him, and he did not dare to resist, until suddenly at a certain moment he realized something, but at this time it was impossible to resist.

Sacrifice—accomplished!

The void swallowed it up without any splash.

As long as he is killed in advance, it will not be considered as poisoning, but then he will be saved from the damage of the bone spurs.

People who face suicide are shot to death in advance, so that it is not suicide.

Nothing wrong.

What's more, this is what he agreed to, and he has no objection.

"I promised the legion to help them find the necromancer who twisted them. Their revenge is part of it. And this guy killed so many people in Hamlet, he will have to go through trial. Unfortunately, I haven't said it yet, telling him what he committed. Unexpectedly, he committed suicide out of fear of crime, but he died anyway, and he helped the legion complete his revenge. "

Lance said it as if he was sorry, but these abstract words also made Alhazred understand something.

The first time he died, it was because he had to let Legion complete his revenge, and now it was the hatred between him and Hamlet that needed to be resolved, so he didn't let himself say it at that time.

He had to satisfy the needs of the Legion, and he also had to satisfy Hamlet's law, so he did this, and he was obviously a witness.

Lance didn't care what the scholar thought he was just wondering about something.

"I've obviously searched it just now, but there's still something missing. Where is it hidden?"

Picking up the bone spurs on the ground, they are ancient and ancient, more like they are made of some kind of fangs, but the power on them is difficult for even the user to resist. It is really weird.

This reminded Lance of something. The dagger called [Death Poison] that was used to kill the Lord of the Undead. The two sides seemed to have some similarities, both were inevitable deaths.

But Lance feels that this thing has a number of uses, because compared to the moment it was taken out just now, the aura on it is obviously much weaker, and it is even older. It may turn into withered bones the next time it is used up.

Gifts are coming from here... (End of this chapter)