our family is gone

Chapter 253

These people were tortured by sorcery, and their condition was already very poor.

For example, Disma, the clubhouse in Owendo City, was taken down by the cult priest before, and almost went crazy. Although there must be a gap in strength between the two priests, they are not as good as Disma. Be ruthless, otherwise it wouldn't be so easy to fall down.

Now it's no easy challenge for Lance to get them to stand up.

The headache is splitting, and the body and limbs seem to not belong to them, but others have proved to them that the will can cut off the shackles.

What's more, this is their last chance, they have to prove themselves, and Dang even starts to struggle to stand up.

It's just that if it was so simple, they wouldn't be slumped on the ground. After several attempts, they fell back, but they didn't accept their fate. Every time they wanted to stand up, they had no choice to retreat.

Can't lose this opportunity again...

If it is said that in the previous life, because of the limitation of the flesh, the will is the limit of existence.

But this world is different, the will can really break through the limit of the body.

Standing up... The first one stood up with a spear, and he could see that his forehead was sweating, his body was trembling, and even his breathing became heavy in the struggle, as if he just stood up. Getting up exhausted him, and he could fall again at any moment.

Lance looked calm, and waited for about ten seconds before speaking.

"Do you remember this feeling? We were built in pain, and we want to end the pain. Any wavering will corrode your will. I don't want any of you to become my enemy."

"Soldier Kyle will never waver!" Even so, he tried his best to shout out his own words.

He may have succumbed to his desires, but at this moment he has won everyone's forgiveness. For a while, even those outstanding soldiers couldn't help but put away their ridicule and admit their will.

"Soldier……"

"Soldier……"

"..."

Inspired by Kyle, the other soldiers also stood up one by one. They renewed their loyalty, determined to wash away their stains with the cruelest battle in the future.

"Okay, rest, no one will carry you back later." Lance waved his hand, indicating that this matter will come to an end for the time being, as a reminder to these impatient soldiers.

The cleaning of the camp is still going on, and Lance also joined in. You must know that one of the carriers of extraordinary power is the books and texts. Lance warned the soldiers, if you find these things, don’t open them, don’t even approach them, wait for him to deal with them .

He directly broke into the most complete building in the camp. He saw several fanatics including the cult priest rushing out from here just now.

As soon as you enter, you can see a huge altar made of wood and black iron. There is also a sunken stone basin below it as a container to collect the blood of the sacrifices. The three spikes can be seen as the symbol of the Ascension Sect. .

It looks similar to the one found in William's small town, except that this one is very conspicuous in the middle, and there is no intention of concealing it at all.

I don't know how many disgusting rituals have to be performed to dye the whole board red or even black. Just look at the bloody and rusty shackles on it and the blood that has been lingering on the blood basin for a long time, and you know what happened .

Seeing this, Lance didn't react too much. This kind of thing had been expected, and he cared more about whether there was any gain that could make up for the money spent on this trip.

Gunpowder and lead bullets cost money, weapons and armor wear and repairs cost money, injury treatment cost money, rewards and promotions cost money, but this trip cost at least hundreds of gold coins.

Fortunately, there was no death, otherwise it would be very scary in one fell swoop.

But Lance didn't feel sad, money is not important, even if he was throwing money at it, he would kill the old thing.

Just waiting for him to search this sacrificial place full of hope...

"Fucking poor man!"

Lance looked at the few copper coins in his hand and couldn't help complaining that there was no more gain, or that these people had no financial needs, so naturally they didn't need money.

It is estimated that these copper coins belonged to the refugees who were robbed.

damn it!Wouldn't it be bloody to fight this battle?
After rummaging around, there was really nothing, only some miscellaneous ritual props and a book that simply recorded the growth of the camp.

None of these gadgets have spiritual light, so they are not extraordinary equipment, and they are useless to him.

"My lord, there is a problem here." Leonard, who was cleaning the camp on the other side, found something.

Leonard's report did not use the most direct method, which shows that the situation is not suitable for speaking out, or it cannot be said.

Realizing the situation, Lance threw things into the showroom and rushed over.

Soon Lance was taken to a corner of the camp, and he could smell a strong stench as soon as he got close, which made him quicken his pace.

After entering it, Lance finally understood where the supplies these people consumed came from.

The three corpses were stripped naked and hung by iron hooks inserted into the calves. The internal organs had been hollowed out, and the head was missing, leaving only a gap the size of a bowl in the neck. Below was a clay pot waiting to drip blood. Just looking at the pale skin, you can tell that the blood has already been drained by this time.

And there was something stewed in the big pot on the stove, Lance stirred the cloudy soup with a spoon, there were large pieces of unknown meat, and all kinds of chopped offal, but when the skin and meat shrank And the grinning and ferocious head is considered certain.

Although he had guessed it a long time ago, Lance still couldn't help frowning.

As long as people feel a little uncomfortable seeing this situation, killing people is normal for them, but this...why don't these cultists eat vegetables?The diet is very unhealthy...

Tucao belongs to Tucao, Lance is somewhat uncomfortable, after all, as long as it is a normal person, it is unacceptable.

"The muscles on the corpse don't look like refugees. They should be one of them. It's just that the training failed, and they were eaten by others after they died."

Lance observed for a while and made a judgment. He had to say that this is called the real bottom elimination system. Whoever loses will be tomorrow's food. Can you not actively train?

"My lord, there are more here." Leonard couldn't see his face clearly under the helmet, but he could feel that he also had negative emotions towards this scene.

The skeletons, mainly some hard-to-handle bones, were discarded here and piled up into a hill. Judging from the whitish appearance, they were obviously cooked, and the strong rotten smell was even more obvious.

Lance looked at those things, and he saw many skulls that were not much bigger than a fist. At this moment, he knew where the old, weak, sick and disabled went.

Capture people and select those who meet the conditions, and then the rest is food. Make two-legged sheep every day, and then continue to eat other people after eating. No wonder they can change from a thin body of refugees to a muscular body in a short time.

It turns out that apart from the function of the ceremony, there is an unlimited supply of meat.

Seeing this Lance's face finally revealed a dignified expression.

He thinks that he has [sacrifice] in his hand, as long as the corpses are removed to plunder the spirituality, and the death below is restrained, then the ancestor will not be able to obtain more spirituality, and his strength will be difficult to grow.

That's why Lance has the confidence to drag on.

But now it seems that his control over Hamlet is still too weak, and these refugees are directly fattening the old things.

There is only one way to solve this problem, and that is to use violent soldiers to expand the scope of control.

"Open here and let those soldiers come in and see."

"Ah?" Leonard was a little surprised. He felt a lot of pressure at this scene, and if those soldiers saw it, it would definitely cause fluctuations.

"There's nothing to hide. If you can't stand this, then there's no need to stay in the army. I just want to be elite."

The situation just now made Lance understand that some people are destined to be left behind. What he needs is an army that is sufficiently elite and fearless to face the ancestor's monster.

Those who are not strong enough will be transferred to maintain law and order, or they will be transferred to the ordinary army to face humans. Anyway, not all missions need to face that kind of monster, and the threat from the same kind is as urgent.

When the opening here quickly attracted those soldiers, their expressions were different when they saw this scene.

Some are uneasy, some are angry, some are nauseated and retch...

"Did you see it!" Lance shouted standing in front of the soldiers, with the bones behind him.

"This is a cult. They are twisted and crazy and can no longer be called human beings. If we let them go just now, then it is you who hang here, and I am the one who is cooking in the pot. The pile of bones is our family and friends. You allow this Did something happen?"

"Not allowed!"

"Not allowed!!"

"Not allowed!!!"

Lance mobilized the atmosphere with a simple sentence, and the soldiers roared loudly, only feeling that they had acted lightly just now, and looked at the prisoners aside, wishing to kill them all.

Barton, who was also standing on one side, looked not much better. This scene made him think of something.

Fortunately, the Lord Lord saved him at the last moment. If he had fallen then, he might have become one of these guys, right?

Just thinking of this makes him feel a chill, he would rather die than become such a monster...

Boudica is a little better, because there are really cannibal tribes in the mountains. She has heard the elders say it since she was a child, but this scene still shocked her a lot.

"Repair for half an hour, and then escort the prisoners back."

Lance waved his hand, and the soldiers began to move.

Some things don't need him to do it himself, someone will arrange it naturally, this is the alluring power of power.

It's just that he was not idle, he understood the reaction of the soldiers, but he was a little curious about the attitude of the prisoners.

It's just that when he looked at those guys, the hateful eyes of those guys knew that he wanted to eat Lance, the guy who ruined their ascension career, alive.

Lance didn't care about this. No matter how fierce the dog in the cage was, it couldn't bite anyone. On the contrary, it made him want to tease the dog.

Raise your hand and let someone pull over a prisoner.

"Do you know what meat you are eating?"

It may be because of the situation just now that he also knew that he would not be able to live after being captured, and he had a disdainful attitude towards Lance about this issue.

Lance didn't care about this, just smiled and continued in a mocking tone.

"You killed your family and then ate them, you know~"

Hearing this, the man's expression became abnormal, and he argued, "What do you know? Their flesh and blood will step into the ascension with us!"

"Laughing to death, you don't believe this, isn't it because you are useless that you let your family fall into this situation and become someone else's dinner?"

Those who were able to be captured, except for the few senior believers who were deliberately left behind, surrendered by themselves. If he really believed in this thing, he would have rushed to the battle at the beginning, and waited until he got down on his own?
These words seemed to expose his ridiculous disguise. The believer suddenly became manic and wanted to get violent at Lance, but let alone who was in front of him, the Boudica on the side was not a fake either. The man kicked him directly, held up the halberd and gave a vicious warning.

"Be honest, kid, or I'll kill you!"

Originally, he was bound by ropes, but this kick directly turned him into a rolling gourd, rolling twice on the ground, and he could even move sideways, unable to stand up again. The dirt on his body made him look extremely embarrassed.

There was something wrong with him at first, but this time it made him even more nervous, and he couldn't help crying and yelling at Lance.

"It's all your fault! You are the lackeys of the empire who forced us down this road. Why are you pretending to be a good person here? The first thing I have to do when I ascend is to kill all of you nobles..."

From the words of this believer, one can probably hear how he was forced to where he is today by natural disasters and man-made disasters step by step.

I said before that those who are rescued by the empire, local nobles, churches and other forces will not become refugees, so the experiences of refugees must be similar.

But the trouble is that many of the soldiers here are also refugees who have changed jobs, and they are somewhat touched by his words.

Barton noticed this keenly, and immediately scolded.

"Soldier! Don't be fooled by these cultists."

At the same time, Leonard also reacted, and immediately walked over with a long sword, and the meaning was self-evident.

It's just that when he raised his long sword and was about to cut it off, Lance raised his hand to stop him and said something calmly.

"I haven't done those things, what am I afraid of being scolded by him?"

Who is Lance?If it really affects his rule, I am afraid that this guy will die as soon as he speaks. How can he be allowed to continue?

This is what he is most afraid of, and he even hopes that the more this guy talks, he will demote those imperial nobles and churches to nothing.

Only in this way can everyone get their hearts under the comparison. Even Lance felt that what he said was not miserable enough or cruel enough.

This sentence was like a flash of thunder ringing in everyone's ears, and they woke up instantly as if they were enlightened.

That's right, who is my lord, I was shaken just now, this is disloyalty, guilt tortured their hearts, and at the same time gave birth to deeper resistance and defense against these guys.

I'm afraid this believer never thought that he said so much, but instead helped the enemy to strengthen the hearts of the people.

Everything that should be done was done, and Lance immediately ordered the camp to be burned down and escorted the prisoners back.

"walk home."

(End of this chapter)