our family is gone

Chapter 281
Did Geralt hesitate?
Yes, but he still looked at the camp and fell into silence, before asking in a low voice for a moment.

"If this is a trap and these are the bait, where is the danger?"

Hearing this sentence, Lance knew that Geralt had agreed to act, otherwise he would not have pursued this issue further.

"Hahaha~" I couldn't help laughing for a while, my face was full of confidence.

Geralt and the others looked at Lance suspiciously, wondering how they could laugh at this time?

"I laugh at that..." Lance was about to say something, but suddenly realized that it seemed a little unlucky, so he immediately changed his words: "You are right about most of it, but these are not bait, but sacrifices."

"Huh?" Geralt and the others seemed a little puzzled by how little they understood.

"Don't you find it strange that those people are all concentrated in that open space?" Lance raised his finger to point out the key point, "Because there is a ceremony."

Why did he dare to bump into it even though he knew it was a trap?

Because he saw the means behind this trap.

It’s really not because of his profound mystic knowledge, but because he “sees” it in a physical sense. Those people in the [spiritual vision] are shrouded in faint spiritual brilliance, and at the same time, they directly exposed the ancestor’s true intentions.

"Then what do we do?"

"Based on what I know about the Ascension Sect, most of their rituals use human life and flesh and blood as materials. If we rush in and kill them, the ritual will probably be completed. We don't know what the consequences will be, but it's definitely not a good one. information.

But it's also very simple to crack, just two words - don't kill. "

"Ah?" Boudica was a little disappointed. He ran so far and couldn't cut a few halberds. What's the point of that?
"You can beat them up and drag them out to chop them up, as long as they don't die inside."

Lance didn't care, how could he let these guys go, it's just that the restrictions of the ceremony allowed them to use bare hands instead of equipment.

When Boudica heard this, a cruel smile appeared on his face, and he raised his hand and clenched his fist.

Don't forget her barbarian combat skills, proficient in unarmed combat.

"Get ready to do it, so that you don't have long nights and dreams." Lance looked at the situation, and then assigned the task, "Junia stays outside, Wangcai is on the sidelines, and I will go in with the two of them."

"I can do it too!" Junia was a little dissatisfied, and put herself and the wolf together, feeling that Lance was underestimating herself.

"I know, but your magic is the most threatening to them, not your fist."

Lance said calmly, and raised his hand to stroke Wangcai's wolf head, "You follow outside, whoever escapes will be killed, who knows?"

Wangcai didn't howl, but just wanted to turn his head and lick Lance's hand, his spiritual wolf eyes shone brightly at night.

"Let's do it." Lance let out a long breath. To be honest, he was a little stressed, but he had to bear it.

If it was really according to the old ancestor's arrangement, he should be arguing with the housekeeper and the mayor now. It was a gamble that he stood here today.

When he looked at the camp again, his eyes became fierce, without any hesitation.

Boudica rushed forward impatiently, she was like a lurking cheetah, her vigorous figure rushed between the dense forests, but she didn't make too much noise.

She opened the way and a few people followed. After approaching [-] meters, those believers who fell into madness still failed to notice, so slack, Lance was fortunate that these were not his soldiers.

Boudica was the first to rush out, and the last 30 meters distance was shortened rapidly under her footsteps, but within a few breaths, she was among those people.

"waaagh!!!"

With a roar, she vented her accumulated emotions to her heart's content, and against the flickering firelight, the battle marks on her face showed a faint light, showing a ferocious expression.

The power of the roar of war directly affected the few people in front of her, Boudica didn't care what they were doing, she just wanted to fight now.

Going straight up, he was hit in the throat by a fist. The believer who hadn't reacted had his throat fractured, and his face was still full of surprise. When he reacted, he could only hug his throat and spit out blood.

And the woman was thrown heavily on the ground by her hair, and her neck was twisted before she could cry out.

But this is far from enough for her. She usually trains recruits or teaches students to suppress herself, but at this time she can vent her strength wantonly.

This is like a lion among sheep...

Geralt's fighting skills haven't changed much because he doesn't use weapons, and his fighting style is still so straightforward. He deserves to be a terrifying master witcher.

It wasn't that painful what fell on his hands, but Lance didn't care about that.

No need for any skills, Lance rushed up with his strong physique.

A punch across the hollow of the sternum can stop the heart directly.

A slap in the past can directly slap a person's head.

A single kick can send a person flying several meters.

Raising your hand and grabbing it can break your neck.

He is like a furious killing machine, no one can resist his attack, and what is even more terrible is that he always sacrifices casually.

When the sacrifices are gone, the ritual that shrouded this place is also directly scrapped.

After all, there are many believers here, and they quickly realized that they didn't care about what they just did, and rushed over to kill the three of them.

The strange thing is that none of these guys ran away, but kept rushing up to attack the three of them.

But Boudica and the others can't use weapons. No matter how strong their personal strength is, they will be outnumbered with two fists and four hands when facing group fights.

What's more troublesome is that the physique of these believers will not fall due to ordinary injuries, and they are struggling to stand up.

Lance was fierce, he fought the enemies without waiting for them to come over, and sacrificed directly when he died.

But Boudica and the others were constrained, because they swarmed up and surrounded them, so that they didn't even have room to shake their fists and almost fell into danger.

"Accept the sanction of Holy Flame!"

Words full of anger sounded, and a flash of light suddenly hit a believer who besieged Boudica in the dark night. Divine magic can heal the wound, and it can also bring punishment to the enemy.

The strong holy power poured into their bodies almost burned their brains dry, and they fell to the ground immediately.

"Divinity."

"Church people."

"Kill her!"

The chaotic battlefield paused slightly at this moment, and the next second, I don't know why those believers directly split a part of them to kill Junia. Judging from their appearance, they seemed to have some deep hatred.

It can only be said that the church is still good at attracting firepower. This accident greatly relieved the pressure on Boudica and Geralt.

Facing the enemies rushing up, Junia knew that the magic power had its limit after all, so she raised the mace and prepared to fight.

But once they leave the scope of the ceremony, what awaits them will be a more brutal death.

Wangcai, who had been waiting in the dark for a long time, stretched out his claws at this moment...

The battle started very suddenly, and it also ended very quickly. Their resistance seemed powerless in the face of the three men who were like wolves and tigers, leaving only the believers who were wailing everywhere.

It's unbelievable to say that one person hits ten, but in fact it doesn't even take a second for Lance to kill one person. This is extraordinary power.

Many of them were seriously injured. Lance motioned for the two to quickly drag them out of the ceremony venue, while he directly sacrificed the dead.

After all, they were still fighting, and no one dared to keep their hands. It was normal for a few to die.

If you want to find out what's going on here, you have to start with those who are alive

In this regard, he can only focus on those believers who have been disabled.

Disma was not there, so he had to do it himself.

"Tell me, where are the rest of you?" Lance said, stepping on a believer's hand.

But what he waited for was not screams, but laughter, and a series of brainwashing words from the Ascension Sect.

"Damn the blasphemer!" Junia gritted her teeth in hatred, she raised the hammer and was about to go up to him.

But he was stopped by Lance raising his hand, "It's unnecessary, you won't feel pain when you hit him."

It's not that he hasn't suppressed the camp, but those believers are about to collapse at the first touch, and there are only a small number of diehards, just like just now.

Seeing their reactions now, Lance understood that these remaining believers were not superficial believers at all, but fanatics whose bodies had been transformed by flesh and blood rituals many times.

Pain has been distorted into pleasure in their sense, and they are even less afraid of death.

In any case, these are cultivated talents, and they are thrown here as bait and sacrifices.

Patriarch is really cruel...

Lance didn't like to torture people unless there was a special need, and these guys who couldn't be called human were already brain-destroyed, so there was no need for torture to extract confessions.

With a cold face, Lance took out a dagger and inserted it into the eye socket to stir his brain. The blood ran across the laughing face and sacrificed it before it dripped on the ground.

But he didn't stop at this time, but calmly executed the remaining believers like mowing grass.

The void devours everything, but it can't hide the strange gazes of Geralt and Junia.

Neither of them said anything, and Geralt's reaction was quite normal. He was cautious in his words and deeds, and even if he had opinions, he would not express his attitude too clearly.

But why is Junia such an upright person like this?
Lance didn't pay too much attention, but explained briefly while wiping off the dirt on the dagger.

"Do you know why these people don't like armor, and they rush when they see the enemy? Because they are after pain, they are after death.

In their eyes, death is just a part of ascension, and their death, their flesh and blood will feed the terrifying evil god, so we need to dispose of the corpses. "

Lance revealed a little bit of information about the Ascension Sect to them. There is nothing to hide, as long as they are still active in Hamlet, they will definitely know.

"The lord has been fighting against them for so long, and you know more about the methods of these cultists. Let's save these ordinary people first." Geralt changed the topic, which can be regarded as bringing the weird scene just now to an end.

Lance turned his head to look at the ordinary people who were bound aside.

He didn't lie, he really came to rescue these ordinary people, because they were the most valuable clues.

It's just that Geralt frowned and shook his head at everyone after going over to check.

"The dead person should have been killed by some kind of mysterious ceremony, and the blood on his body has disappeared."

No one knew whether they were alive or not, but this information did make Lance a little speechless. It seemed that the ancestor didn't leave anything for him.

And at this moment when Lance was in a daze, a voice from the side drew his attention back. It seemed that this guy Wangcai was wandering in the camp at some time, and at this moment he was growling at a tent.

"Go! Go over and see what Wangcai found?"

Lance walked over with a greeting, but the sound of footsteps approaching directly caused the tent to let out suppressed sobs, as well as chaotic and heavy breathing.

They were not surprised when they heard this, instead they carefully surrounded the tent.

"Six, it's not those cultists who hear such a short breath."

Who doesn't have any skills, Geralt can roughly judge a few people from the sound of breathing just by listening, shaking his head and whispering a reminder to Lance and the others.

"Get the tent out."

Lance directly raised his hand to signal Boudica to do it, while he picked up the torch from the side and approached it actively.

Boudica directly swung his halberd to cut open the cloth of the tent, and there were chaotic shouts at that moment.

"Oh! Holy Light, help me..."

"I don't want to die yet..."

"I'm not good at eating!"

"Hahaha!" Lance couldn't help laughing when he saw them like this. This group should be the refugees that Geralt said. It seems that the ancestor didn't take them away, which means that his adventure was correct.

How could they calm down when they laughed wildly when they saw a figure holding a torch?
Especially when they saw Lance walking towards them and thought he was going to execute him, they panicked and screamed. Now they see Lance and the others as more terrifying than cultists.

"Don't come here!"

Amidst howls, Lance explained with a smile.

"We are not those cultists, you are saved."

This sound did not calm them down, and Lance was not polite, he just went up and slapped each of them to see if you still go crazy.

Sure enough, there is no such thing, only fists can make them understand.

"We are here to save you. Now that all the cultists have run away, tell me how you came here and what you have experienced here!"

Lance's tough attitude finally calmed them down, and they still seemed somewhat disbelieving when they heard that they were saved.

"Look for yourselves, are there still those guys here now?" Lance flashed a torch in front of them, and all he could see was a slightly messy venue, and there were no cultists who didn't like to wear clothes anymore.

Saved, but just three words, but it meant too much to them, but at this moment they cried out directly.

(End of this chapter)