our family is gone

Chapter 123 Demon Seed
Although the sheriff's face could no longer be seen as a person, he still seemed to have a little thought, and shouted at Lance: "Hahaha! This is the power of God, you can't defeat me!"

Successive offensive setbacks made Lance feel that this guy was difficult to deal with, and this scene couldn't help but remind him of something.

Is it really the ancestor who made the move?

But the monster transformed by the sheriff didn't give him time to think, and became extremely aggressive, rushing towards him and waving his distorted hands.

In the blink of an eye, he cast aside his doubts and raised his sword to meet him.

Speaking of which, in most of Lance's previous battles, he hadn't encountered an enemy who could block his move, so he was always confused about his own strength, but now this meat target well reflects his "brave" strength.

Lance's constant attempts to attack left wounds on his body. Although they healed in an instant, it also gave him a rough idea of ​​the monster's strength.

Although the sheriff looks strange, his actual combat ability is not very good, like a child holding a kitchen knife, dangerous but equally vulnerable.

If it is facing ordinary soldiers or ordinary people, I am afraid that it can kill a lot, but after removing the fear caused by the distorted shape, it is not enough for a brave man like Shang Lance.

The long sword sliced ​​through flesh and blood, and the monster suffered from pain, but this time it did not recover. At the same time, Lance also noticed that the monster's stomach was deflated, and he immediately understood that it would take flesh and blood to recover, and it was not healing out of thin air like using his own skills. .

But in the next second, the monster waved its tentacles, grabbed the corpse on the ground and chewed it in its mouth, and the exposed wound healed again.

"Hahaha! The blood is surging, be a part of me."

The monster was yelling, but it didn't notice the drastic change in Lance's face, and he muttered in his mouth.

"That's my sacrifice...how dare you...how dare..." Lance clenched the long sword tightly in both hands, and suddenly shouted, "You are asking for your own death!"

A roar erupted with a frightening aura. Lance's face was ferocious as if he had fallen into a rage. He picked up the long sword and went straight up. His style of offense and defense suddenly changed. But turned into the purest and most terrifying attack.

The left arm that was able to block the blade just now made a cracking sound after touching it this time, and at the same time, the monster's body staggered uncontrollably.

Lance actually relied on strength to repel the monster, and the carapace on his left arm was also broken.

The stormy attack did not stop, and even became more violent, before it could recover and strike again.

He retreated steadily, the tentacles on his right arm were cut off, the carapace on his left arm was shattered in large pieces, and his body was full of scars that hadn't healed in time.

At this moment, the monster realized that he had no room to resist.

impossible!I am a member of the gods, how could it be possible for a person chosen by the gods to be defeated by an ordinary person?

It must be that the strength is not enough... not enough!

"God, I dedicate everything to you, please grant me more power!"

It's a pity that its prayers have no effect at all, as if it has been abandoned by the so-called gods.

This situation completely made the monster fall into despair, and Lance actually used his own power to make the monster fall into torture and be surrounded by fear.

Lance discovered his weirdness, but it couldn't do more damage before, let alone now, on the contrary, when it collapsed, the long sword slashed towards him, even if it was distorted under the exaggerated power The body was also hard to resist, the carapace was completely shattered, and the left arm flew out directly.

Then he twisted his body and exerted strength, and the next sword cut directly into the waist of the monster, and the blade cut halfway through the spine.

If it wasn't for the sharp loss of sharpness caused by fierce fighting, this sword can cut it in half.

But the huge wound caused also made the monster lose its last ability to resist.

With a fierce kick, he pulled out the long sword with his strength, and slashed at the monster's neck with his backhand. This time, there was no muscle to stop him, and he cut off the head directly to end the battle.

The monster's headless body, which was about to be cut into a stick, paused for two seconds, and then collapsed. However, Lance did not relax at all, but inserted the long sword in his hand into the protruding tumor on his chest.

Fearing the corpse, Lance directly raised his hand to launch [Sacrifice], and the void swallowed it, leaving only tattered clothes and no flesh and blood left.

It seems that not every cultist can have the strength of a butler to struggle in the sacrifice, let alone this is just a trash.

The gift was returned. Originally, Lance thought that his transformation would be somewhat special, but he never thought that it was just the most common experience value.

Thinking about it is right, if the ancestor really entered the body, how could he be able to beat it? It should have just inspired some kind of secret technique like the wolf at the time. It seems that the method of this Ascension sect is not only as simple as incense, but also many It's something I don't understand.

Taking a long breath, Lance looked at the long sword in his hand, unable to withstand his brute force, the blade had already had many cracks and dents.

The former owner of this long sword placed in the showroom by collectors should also be a swordsman with superb swordsmanship. If he knew that he treated his sword like this, would he be angry~
However, Lance didn't pay too much attention to these things. In fact, this is a very normal thing. Weapons and armor are consumables, even metals, and it takes a lot of time to maintain them.

But there are several swords in his showroom, and they will be replaced when they are worn out. Anyway, it doesn't feel bad.

Walking in front of the candlestick, Lance looked at the blood candle, but he couldn't see anything special about it. At least it didn't have aura, it wasn't a supernatural item. As for anything that would increase the chance of being watched by a god, it wasn't possible. He has not become a god, let alone the real god is still in a deep sleep.

It's just that there must be a reason, otherwise those cultists would not have bothered to make these things, and they would put them on such important occasions as sacrificial ceremonies.

Tried to activate [Sacrifice] but there was no response at all, it seems that the mysterious existence didn't like this either.

Thinking of the way this blasphemy was made made him sick, and at that moment there was a knock on the door, and Lance turned to look over...

In the indescribably mysterious hall, a large wall of deformed flesh and blood is attached to the wall, and in it is a twisted and strange flesh and blood growing out of black iron, as if an altar with life stands in it.

A few people wearing gold-rimmed black robes surrounded them. Their whole bodies were covered by the black robes. They stood motionless for a long time, as if this was not a living thing but a sculpture, but they could hear the slight squirming friction Voices.

Until a certain moment, one of them suddenly became active, and a sound that did not seem to be made by humans but was imitating human speech came out.

"A seed died..."

(End of this chapter)