our family is gone

Chapter 336 Restraint
Boudica looked very cool just now, but he underestimated the enemy and plunged himself into the siege of the enemy.

Facing the sharp claws stretched out by the darkness, even Disma's reminder could not change the situation of the battle.

And at this moment, a hook flew out and precisely entangled the outstretched arm, and the sudden pull when the rope stretched straight made it stagger and miss the best time to attack.

At the same time, a hidden figure appeared, also a helmeted, topless Ascension Sect.

And Boudica also reacted, without the slightest intention to retreat, he swiped the guy's abdomen with a backhand sweep.

But this time she finally saw the inhuman power of those cult members.

Ugly granulation sprouted from the wound amidst the flowing blood, and the flesh and blood healed quickly during intercourse, so it was no wonder that her attack just now had no effect.

And the other one who recovered also launched an attack again, and Boudica fell into siege in an instant.

But Tardif is not a display. The previous experience was that he was stupefied and caused Boudica to be injured. This made him a little embarrassed, but this time he obviously wanted to save face.

"Leave this to me." Tardiff pulled the hook and directly marked his opponent, and slashed at the cult warrior with the ax in his hand.

Disma didn't shoot all the time, not because he was lazy to avoid the battle, but because he knew in the battle against these cultists that usually there was a cult wizard in their team.

The lord has warned countless times that wizards with sorcery are the greatest threat.

Don't give orders and understand that his mission is to snipe these wizards, but the dim pipeline makes it difficult to lose sight too far, and he is unwilling to shoot at will when he has not found the exact location.

"Damn it!" Disma yelled, not daring to delay any longer and rushed forward. His short sword is not vegetarian...

It was another ax that slashed at the enemy in front of him. If it were an ordinary cultist, his bones would have been split open, but this one only suffered some flesh injuries and was stuck by the bones.

"Fuck you!" Lance blurted out an angry curse, and kicked the cultist's lower abdomen violently, causing him to fly backwards with a burst of violent power.

The ax stuck on it was also pulled out, and the wounds on the cultist were healing rapidly.

Lance couldn't help frowning when he saw this scene, and felt that these light weapons were too powerful.

Oh shit!If you are concerned about whether you can recover from the outside, a sword will not kill you, but you will be half disabled. As long as you don't have the sense of resistance to directly sacrifice and wipe it out, any power of flesh and blood is nonsense.

It's a pity that the giant sword can't be used here, and the lethality of the ax is obviously not enough for these cultists who can recover quickly.

Does he also have to fall into the situation of attrition with the enemy?

How can it be!

Although Lance was aware of the special nature of these guys when he first came into contact with them, he didn't panic. Being dragged into the melee just now was just to test the strength of these guys.

In Lance's opinion, they are stronger than those elite cultists, but they are definitely not as good as those cultists who planted [seeds] to reach the sky in one step. It should be just a qualitative change caused by the number of flesh and blood rituals.

And after the research was over, Lance stopped holding back his hand, raised his hand, took out a bottle, and quickly dumped it on the axe.

The ax blade was already dripping with blood, and the poured powder directly stained it.

And at this point, the cultist who was kicked out just now recovered and continued to attack Lance, laughing wildly.

"Hahaha! Who dares to kill me?"

Lance wasn't used to it at all, he swung the ax up and slashed at its face.

The attack sliced ​​open the face and slashed the cultist's nose in half, but the ax blade lodged in the skull.

Lance pulled it out without hesitation, and directly brought out a large amount of blood.

This kind of injury looks terrible, but if it was before, it would be able to recover soon.

It's just that this time it wasn't so lucky, there was no granulation sprouting from the wound, on the contrary, the blood kept flowing out.

The cultist who was still laughing suddenly seemed to realize something, and he didn't care about attacking, and raised his hand to touch his face.

"How...how could..."

Fear, or pain reappeared in the brain corroded by the flesh and blood ritual.

At the same time, the effect of the powder appeared, and it actually felt pain and itching from the wound, as if bugs were crawling on the wound, constantly eating away at its own flesh and blood.

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

That's right, this is the key to Lance's recovery ability specially prepared to deal with the blood monster "rogue" of the ancestor faction - corpse spores.

Do you really think he dared to break into this beast den without preparation?Wouldn't it be the best power against a handful of old stuff?
That would underestimate him~
Lance was not in a hurry to attack, but was observing the effect of this, but he was somewhat dissatisfied.

According to her request, Grindel modified this thing, adding multiple insurances to ensure its safety, but also castrated many effects.

It doesn't have the dominance of the [necrosis fungus] that devours all flesh and blood that was cultivated in the hands of the witch, and it doesn't even have the kind of rapid melting of flesh and blood that is used on corpses.

Now it has been shown that it can indeed slow down the healing of the flesh and blood of these cultists, which is equivalent to suppressing the enemy's blood recovery ability after using it, and at the same time hangs a bleeding state.

Soon Lance understood something. After all, this kind of thing is not a normal product, but something cultivated under mysterious rituals with extraordinary power.

Now that the cultist is still alive, the extraordinary power of its body will instinctively resist and resist the damage caused by [Corpse Spores], and it will not appear as one-sided as it is used on corpses.

But Lance is very satisfied now, and Grindel is indeed a treasure.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Lance picked up the ax and left enough wounds on the cultist's body in two or three strokes. Those wounds that wouldn't heal and couldn't stop bleeding quickly drained the last of its vitality.

After solving this, Lance turned his attention to the battle situation, and Boudica and the others were also entangled by the weird abilities of the cultists.

"Follow Tardiv." Lance yelled and threw the spore-stained ax towards him.

At this time, Tardiff had already abandoned the hook rope, because it was really useless to deal with this kind of monster, and the wound caused by his own ax on his body healed soon.

And the enemy's attack was extremely frenzied, and they simply sacrificed their lives to attack, forcing them to be very powerless.

If he wasn't blocked by this armor, he might be pierced through, but he was also very weak.

After hearing what his employer said, although he was surprised, he didn't have time to react and only saw the flying axe.

It would be impossible for ordinary people to catch it, but Tardive is not an ordinary person, let alone equipped with the [Agility Claw], the reaction is faster, just raise your hand and catch it easily, and suddenly two axes fell on the left and right hands .

The battle was fierce just now, and he was not on Guderance's side. He didn't know what was special about this ax, so he used it as an ordinary weapon.

It was easier to deal with the cultist wielding a double axe, but he soon found out that something was wrong, because the wound made by the ax showed no signs of healing but was bleeding profusely, and it could be seen that the cultist's condition was getting worse .

Tardiff realized something, and the attack became more violent.

But before Lance stopped, there was a sudden gunshot in the darkness of the passage, and at the same time there was an explosion of spirituality. Needless to say, it was obvious that Disma was in trouble.

"Leave this to me, you go to the front and help Disma." Lance rushed forward quickly, and without using the corpse spores, he took out an ax with a simple shape and a green blade. It was the Banshee Hatchet.

Lance's presence frees Boudica from her predicament, and being stopped by a cultist doesn't do her any favors.

In fact, she was in a bit of a hurry. If there was room outside for her to show her absolute confidence, she would be able to kill that guy, but it's a pity that if she raised her halberd a little higher, she would hit bricks and stones.

A long weapon with no space to exert force is at a disadvantage, and it is not even as good as a short weapon.

But she didn't talk nonsense, there was no time for her to complain in the battle, and she immediately left the battle and rushed towards the darkness.

Lance doesn't intend to test this time, he can't compare to the pigman knight in strength, can he not compare to you?

Brutal violence is Lance's fighting style, and apart from anything else, it is a shield hitting the head of the cultist.

It's not fishing, and wearing a helmet doesn't help.

The pure power poured out, but the black iron helmet without a buffer layer transmitted this power more evenly to the head, instantly making it lose consciousness.

Lance swung his ax and struck the cultist's neck, but the wound did not heal. On the contrary, the force of the hatchet began to erode the flesh and blood along the wound.

The naked eye can see a pustules rash around the wound, and there are signs of gradual spread.

But the strength in the body also began to resist, so one could see the tug-of-war that was constantly rotting at the wound but constantly recovering.

This is another confrontation of extraordinary power, and the battlefield is the body of the cultist.

It's a pity that Lance was not satisfied with this, and worked harder with the hatchet in his hand. No matter how hard the bones are, they are not as hard as steel, not to mention the erosion of extraordinary power on them.

When the spine was cut off, the head didn't fall off, but fell to the side with some flesh, and at the same time, the body was also involved.

Looking at the erosive wound, Lance couldn't help shaking his head.

Sometimes being too strong is not a good thing. He could have chopped it off with a single axe, but now he has to be forced to cut it a few more times, adding to the pain.

At the same time, he also had an idea of ​​the power of the Banshee Hatchet.

But the battle wasn't over yet. He could hear the movement from the darkness ahead, so he quickly picked up the ax and went up...

Disma guessed right, the configuration of the Ascension Sect usually has a spellcaster who knows how to use rituals and sorcery.

Unlike the cult fighters, who only had fanaticism, the cult witch realized that the enemy in front of her was not simple when the team encountered her. After all, only ruthless people could survive here.

So she was ready to cast the spell right away, the power of the secret spell of dementia would destroy their spirits, and the flesh would become the nourishment for her to get closer to the Lord.

That's right, she is equally fanatical. She was originally the daughter of an ordinary farmer. Her parents were both honest farmers, and she was married off very early.

The life after marriage can be seen at a glance. It is nothing more than farming and having a baby, repeating the reincarnation of the ancestors in a daze.

It wasn't until he came into contact with the Ascension Sect that he understood that on the other side of the world, he still loves his family very much, so he sent them all to God's side.

And now it wants to send these people too.

Casting a spell is not a very simple matter, and it takes time to communicate that magical power without any preparation.

It originally thought that those soldiers could block the enemy to buy time for itself, but it didn't expect an enemy to rush up suddenly!
Taking advantage of Boudica and the others entangled the cult fighters, Disma found a chance to escape, and finally found the cult witch who was hiding behind and didn't know what she was doing.

He suffered a big loss before, and the moment he saw Disma, he almost didn't think about it, and the conditioned reflex usually drew his gun and shot.

In the next second, a cloud of blood exploded at the heart of the cult witch, and at the same time, the spell-casting ceremony was interrupted.

It's not that Disma didn't want to take the lead, it's just that he didn't have time to aim in a hurry. The first task was to interrupt it, so no matter what it was, it came first.

Disma knew that the cult witch could not be killed, so he immediately grabbed his short sword and rushed forward to put an end to the evil.

It's just that he didn't know the weird methods of these guys, the cult witch even raised her staff against the gunshot wound and waved it.

An indescribable magic circle stood out in front of her, covered with all kinds of distorted words, emitting strange fluorescence, revealing an inexplicable dangerous atmosphere from it.

Dismana's forward footsteps paused, and any fool knew that something was wrong with this thing.

But at this time, he couldn't help it, the sorcery was almost instantaneous, and he didn't even have time to react when he saw the magic circle tear the space, and the purple-black tentacles that were as thick as arms protruded from it hit him.

The whole person flew upside down in an instant, which shows how powerful it is.

Disma couldn't defend himself and couldn't dispel this force, so he could only hit the ground heavily.

Ordinary people might die directly, but fortunately, Disma has been strengthened by Lance, so his physique can somewhat resist the blood line.

But being hit hard by this was not easy for the body. The moment he landed, he instinctively rolled over and bent over, with a fishy sweetness in his throat.

His consciousness is still clear, and it feels like his whole body is going to be torn apart.

The cult witch severely injured Disma with just one move, but the cost of the forced spell just now was absolutely exaggerated for it, because it hadn't recovered from the severe injury it suffered in the heart.

It can be seen that the terrifying power of flesh and blood of the ancestors made them basically have no obvious physical weaknesses.

But this is based on the fact that the body has sufficient extraordinary power. Once there is a problem with the power in the body, no matter how magical the ritual is, it will lose its effect.

After Disma fell to the ground, the cult witch exhausted her last bit of strength while shaking, and fell limply backwards.

My child, mother is here...

(End of this chapter)