our family is gone

Chapter 68 Fire Suppression
Seeing this, Disma no longer hesitated, and sent the ignition rod up, and the fuse was ignited instantly, and the war machine that had been silent for a long time let out a deafening roar.

"Oh!"

The roar that was a hundred times stronger than the sound of the gun made Lance's heart tremble, and he subconsciously swooped down on the ground in a direction away from the collector.

It's just that the situation that Lance imagined to smash the collector did not happen afterwards. The fist-sized solid projectile deviated from the direction and shot into the dense forest behind him, directly piercing a tree.

"Disma! You're fucking screwed up."

Of course, Lance noticed that the collector who quickly got up from the ground and looked unscathed was a little speechless.

On the other side, Disma, who was controlling the cannon, also had an annoyed expression on his face. He had fallen into the hands of the cannon with every shot, and failed the trust of the lord.

"No, I will never allow myself to make a fool of myself in front of the lord!"

Disma fell into a state of paranoia due to the mistake just now, and had given up on continuing to play with the artillery, and instead drew out his dagger and rushed towards the collector.

He wants to make up for his mistakes~
It’s just that after many attempts just now, everyone knew that ordinary attacks are meaningless. Desma rushed over to die. Lance noticed his strangeness, hurried over to stop him, and shouted angrily:
"Calm down! One mistake doesn't mean everything is over, we still have a chance, now follow me to regroup the team."

At this time, Lance broke out to be a leader, and that tough attitude made Disma bow his head and retreat back to the team.

After finding out the situation of the collection, the threat of this thing dropped greatly, and Lance didn't care whether the collector could wake up the wolf, and took the initiative to take Disma away.

Here, Lance and Disma have distanced themselves from the collector. Unexpectedly, this guy neither continued to try to collect the collection, nor did he run away.

As for who the target is self-evident~
Lance also discovered this, and thought that there was no way to hurt it. If this guy left by himself, everyone would live in peace.

But now it seems that what I should consider is how to cause enough damage to kill this guy.

Looking around, he soon found the blood that drives the war machine - gunpowder next to the cannon.

At the same time, I found some very interesting things, which were the explosive bombs in the mouth of the third child, which were placed in the box, and a few even fell out because of the battle just now.

All are fist-sized balls, with a long lead wire attached to the thick steel shell. Isn't this a simple version of a grenade?

After discovering this, Lance was ecstatic, and immediately rushed up to pick one up and weighed it in his hand, grinning as he watched the flying collector.

Fuck~ Watch me "open your eyes" with heavy firepower!
"Disma is going to hit it on the head with a pistol. Leonard and Barristan are ready to defend. The bomb will cause fragment damage. Remember to throw yourself on the ground."

Lance ordered the team to start executing immediately, and he quickly grabbed the ignition stick that was thrown on the ground just now and ignited the bomb in his hand.

The lead wire of this thing was designed to burn slowly, and Lance was not in a hurry to throw it out, but held it in his hand and let the sparks continue to devour the fuse.

Seeing his behavior, the scalps of Disma and the others went numb.

I can't help but sigh that the lord is too courageous~ He is indeed a man who dares to declare war on the evil god alone!

The pressure that everyone had increased due to mistakes just now was relieved, and their will became firm again.

They seem to feel no fear when they are with such a lord, and when there is no fear, there is naturally no pressure.

Lance's attention was all on the collector, and he didn't shout until the guy was more than ten meters away.

"shot!"

Disma raised the musket in his hand angrily, and pulled the trigger without the slightest hesitation.

"This time I will definitely not disappoint the lord!"

In fact, he did not disappoint Lance. For him, this distance means where to hit.

The bullet carried Disma's belief that it must hit directly into the collector's eyes and made a crisp sound, directly hitting the skull that was shining with blue light into a huge rigidity.

And Lance also seized this opportunity and threw out the bomb that was almost burning to the limit in his hand.

"Drop the bomb, get down!"

Lance threw himself on the ground, watching the bomb fly out in an arc and hit the collector's yellow robe directly. Then the fuse was completely burned out, and the internal gunpowder deflagrated and expanded rapidly and was squeezed by the steel to form an explosion.

"Oh!"

With a loud noise, the bright fireball immediately engulfed the collector, and a cloud of thick white smoke rose the next moment.

Before these things dissipated, the Collector, who was suspended in the air, fell down first and made a dull sound.

Lance could feel something passing over his head just now, but he wasn't afraid at all. He stood up immediately after the explosion and looked at the collector.

The yellow robe became shattered. As for the head of the torso, large pieces were shattered and destroyed, and even the tentacles stopped wriggling and became limp.

But it's not dead yet, the shattered skulls on top of the body are being quickly healed by the surrounding annexation and fusion.

"damn it!"

After realizing this, Lance picked up another bomb without saying a word, pulled out a large part of the fuse and ignited it, and then threw it out, followed by the second and third bombs.

The few people who just got up over there saw this situation and hurried away. Ten meters away was no longer a safe distance.

"Bang bang bang!"

Explosions sounded one after another, and the area was completely engulfed by flames. The flying fragments even scratched Lance's arm, but the wound healed in the next second.

In this way, to some extent, Lance is really a "monster"~
When the rising smoke dissipated, all he saw was scorched black, but what surprised Lance was that the collector didn't even die after carrying three bombs. Although most of his body had been destroyed, he was even more embarrassed. Still squirming and trying to fix it.

Suddenly Lance realized something.

Like those collections, what is really important to a collector is not the body, but the head. As long as the head is not broken, the soul residing in it will not dissipate, and at the same time it will not die.

After he figured it out, Lance picked up a bomb and ignited it and rushed forward. Before the collector had fully recovered, he had difficulty moving and directly inserted the dagger into the eye socket.

Just as he stretched out his hand, Collector was struggling, and the light that bloomed from his head instantly expanded several times, like a burning phosphorus fire.

But Lance ignored it and shoved the bomb into its loose jaw.

"Go to hell monster!"

After finishing all this, the fuse of the bomb had been burned out, and Lance didn't care to dodge, so he kicked the collector and turned the collector over.

"Oh!"

(End of this chapter)