our family is gone

Chapter 248 Cytoplasm and Maggots
Lance reacted a bit before and after, not to mention the strange words in his mouth. Barristan didn't understand why the lord suddenly talked about eating. strangeness.

There's nothing wrong with the old brain, right?
Of course, Lance noticed Boudica's eyes, and it was a shame to be questioned by her, so he hurriedly expressed his conjecture.

"There is no doubt that these are the means of the Ascension Sect, only they like to play with these flesh and blood, they arrange rituals here, this stench can't be smelled by people, but it will definitely attract animals.

So ghouls were arranged to protect this place, and those beasts are also food for ghouls, as you can tell by looking at the bones outside.

But the witch spread the plague and took away all the surrounding beasts, which left the ghouls without food and had to go out to search. It happened that the advance battalion was too prominent, so it naturally attracted its attention.

If you can't catch it, it's because the ghoul hides here to guard the ceremony most of the time, and goes out to hunt randomly, and most of the missing serfs become its food.

This time, three of them died at the same time, and the corpse was left behind after eating, which also led to our actions today. "

Lance uttered a long paragraph, but only Barristan could understand it a little bit. As for Boudica's ignorant look, he might already be thinking about what to eat tonight.

"That is to say, the cult that we found unintentionally arranged an unfinished ceremony here." Lance concluded, and looked at the flesh and blood again, and his attitude changed.

There is a difference between active and passive.

If the ancestor controlled the ghouls to interfere with his actions, it meant that the initiative was in the hands of the ancestor. He was forced to fight this trip, and he was easily led into the pit.

But now, he accidentally discovered the conspiracy arranged by the ancestor in advance. Although he still doesn't know what it is, he can be sure that it is not a good thing. There is a high probability that it will be used to deal with Hamlet.

However, it was discovered in advance that the dominance was in his hands.

Thinking of this, Lance directly hit the torch on the flesh and blood lair. The high temperature brought by the flame made the worms squirm crazily, but the density couldn't escape at all, and they exploded and crackled directly under the flame.

Everyone saw the pressure of these maggots wriggling and rising, and now the burning of the maggots actually gave them the feeling of decompression.

comfortable...

Lance didn't pay attention to this. He could be directly burned to death, and he didn't seem to have any strange abilities.

But when the maggots on the surface were burned off and the flame was close to the flesh, the thing twitched, which made Lance instinctively retract the torch.

"This thing is alive!"

These words made the two of them tense, and they couldn't help but take a step back, instinctively wanting to distance themselves from the lair of flesh and blood.

It's just that this moment made both of them feel that they had stepped on something, and Barristan couldn't help but lowered the torch, only to find that the transparent jelly was dripping around their feet.

But there were no such things when I came up just now, when was it?
They could all notice that Lance also noticed it, and they couldn't help but exclaim when they saw this.

"Not good! Get out quickly."

While speaking, the huge sword in Lance's hand popped out, and he raised his hand and pulled out a sword. The blade of the sword rubbed against the masonry floor and made a rough friction sound, but it was so powerful that it directly split the glue surrounding the feet.

Without any hesitation, Boudica and the two immediately rushed out along this road. The sword seemed to have touched something. The bright yellow jelly on the ground swayed violently, and by the way, it touched the bones in the nest of flesh and blood. Then get together.

Lance didn't leave immediately, but slashed at the flesh and blood lair with his backhand without sparing any effort.

[Giant Killer] Beheading a corrupted giant in the hands of Lance, the owl-headed cannibal witch has long proved that the exaggerated size is not a display.

When this sword goes down, whether it is flesh or bone, it will collapse immediately, and it will directly split the flesh and blood lair from the middle.

Before he had time to take a closer look at the situation, he reached out and touched it under the violently shaking firelight.

Sacrifice!

When the familiar feeling appeared, Lance understood that this thing might only have a nervous response and no intelligence.

Until now, Lance hadn't seen anything that could escape after [Sacrifice] was activated, and this was the same.

The power of the void engulfed it, and the entire lair collapsed. Those things that were originally on the top fell directly from the midair, like a balloon filled with water falling to the ground, but it disintegrated and spread out in an instant. The bones, sundries, Rotten meat and maggots poured uncontrollably.

That scene made people feel strong discomfort, Lance looked at the maggots rushing towards his feet and wanted to back away.

But he never thought that after only a short delay of two or three seconds, those gums had already gathered and formed, directly blocking his way back.

Just now it was not conspicuous just on the ground, but now it is particularly prominent after the flesh and blood lair was sacrificed, but before Lance thought about it, those cytoplasms crawled or wriggled towards him.

During this process, it was still being devoured continuously, and the fallen bones on the ground were also incorporated into the body, and the size of the body was visible to the naked eye.

Under the light of the fire, it can be seen that the translucent bodies of these cytoplasms are mixed with all kinds of mess and become extremely complicated.

Lance felt a headache for no reason when he saw it. What did this damn thing come up with?
The two of them ran out first, but when they looked back, the lord was blocked by that strange thing, Boudica immediately picked up his halberd and turned back without any hesitation.

"Boss, I'm here to save you!"

After all, he raised the halberd and thrust forward, and the halberd poked in without the slightest pause. The feedback felt like being inserted into mud, and it still had suction when he wanted to pull it out, but there was no big obstacle, because it was contaminated with dirt. The sticky stuff gave her a chill.

But at this moment, she didn't care about so much, she took the first time to chop with all her strength, she didn't believe it was useless.

The blade of the ax cut into the giant cytoplasm, except for a little stirring, the gap healed again in a second, and it was difficult to stop its continuous moving pace.

However, Boudica's continuous attacks still attracted the attention of the giant cytoplasm, and in the violent shaking, it split into a large group, and ran towards her like spitting.

"Stand behind me!" Barristan held his shield forward to block it, but he didn't think that thing was totally unreasonable.

After hitting the shield, he showed a distorted scene, directly sticking to it, trying to swallow Barristan by the way.

"Damn it!" Barristan subconsciously dropped the torch and took out the Morning Star Hammer from his waist to repel the enemy, but the impact of the hammer was not as good as Boudica's halberd, and even the cytoplasm took the opportunity to climb up continuously.

Facing the cytoplasm, which is immune to physical damage, even veterans who have experienced battles are somewhat unbearable, and the pressure is rising wildly.

"Don't move!" Boudica naturally couldn't just sit back and watch Barristan, who was protecting him, fall into crisis. After shouting, he swung the halberd in his hand and chopped it down.

Hearing the voice coming from his ear, Barristan immediately gave up the useless struggle, but what this move required was incomparable trust in his companions.

Boudica lived up to his trust, it was useless to deal with the large group before, but at this time the halberd fell and cut most of the cytoplasm clinging to Barristan's body with its sharpness.

Exquisite fighting skills and control over weapons were displayed, and Boudica swung his halberd two or three times to divide most of them.

And the rest of the cytoplasm that was still attached to Barristan's body was quickly thrown away after losing the suppression of its size.

He was rescued by his companions and escaped from the entanglement of the monster. At this time, the pressure in Barristan's heart eased a little, but he couldn't help but breathe heavily.

It is undeniable that he only took two or three breaths just now, but the pressure he put on himself was even greater than when he faced the ghoul just now.

After all, although one is ferocious, it still has a shape, and its own attack and defense have feedback.

But this monster has different shapes, and his combat experience and skills are completely useless in front of it, and he is completely restrained.

But the situation was not over yet, and the chunks of cytoplasm that had been cut off and fell to the ground began to condense again. This situation couldn't help but put a lot of pressure on the two of them.

"Mouth too!"

A yell attracted the attention of the two of them, and when they looked up, they saw that the giant cytoplasm, which could be the size of five or six people together, was divided into two from the middle, and then a figure holding a giant sword rushed out of it—it was lord!
"Back off first, I'll take care of it."

Lance glanced at the fragments on the ground, raised his hand and touched them to sacrifice.

Feeling the returned spirituality, he knew that no matter how big the soft cytoplasm was condensed, it was just fuel.

Both of Boudica's attacks were ineffective, but the [Giant Killer] specially built to hunt monsters showed extraordinary effects at any time, because Lance was holding it.

Swinging the huge sword, under the blessing of brute force, the blade split the cytoplasm with the help of its huge size, dividing it into two parts, dividing it into three parts...

Under the continuous slashing, the split cytoplasm was chopped into countless pieces and sacrificed by Lance, and all the mess mixed in it fell down. Unfortunately, there was no equipment at all, it was all rubbish.

After several times of physical weakening by Lance, the giant cytoplasm was only the size of a person, and just when Lance was about to get rid of the last one, a sudden change occurred.

Those maggots that were scattered all over the ground just now because the flesh and blood lair was wiped out fell into a strange state, gathered together in places where no one noticed, and at this moment pounced on the lonely cytoplasm.

The gnawing sound that had stopped sounded again. Lance and the others looked over but did not expect to see an extremely strange scene. The entire cytoplasm was swallowed by the maggot in just three or two seconds.

The cytoplast is such a fucking vengeful species, it's so awesome, it's not only the sacrifice of Lance, but also the food of those maggots.

Without waiting for Lance to complain more, those worms actually condensed and turned into a monster made of worms, similar to a cytoplast.

It's mimicking something to devour!
But once you take a closer look, you can find the wriggling maggots, and the whole thing actually shows a flowing state.

The maggots climbed up, then fell down, and then climbed up again, maintaining a strange shape.

"So evil... what the hell is this?"

"Bless the ancestors~"

Successive accidents and twisted monsters put great psychological pressure on both Barristan and Boudica.

Even Lance couldn't help but become serious when he saw the worm aggregate, and even he couldn't accept it for a while.

But the maggot aggregate didn't care about the three people who were stunned. They raised their hands and threw it out. A group of maggots separated from their bodies and flew out.

The action of this attack surprised several people, but its target was not them, but the cytoplasm that was thrown flying by Lance just now and scattered all over the place.

"Oops, it's growing!"

When Lance reacted, the maggots quickly squirmed and rushed towards the aggregate to fill up after eating their share, making the figure even taller.

Boudica showed a look of disgust on his face, but he was not afraid. After hearing the lord's voice, he picked up his dick and prepared to go up.

"It's useless. Physical attacks with this kind of body structure are useless. How many maggots can you kill with a single strike? And there may be a lot of viruses in this thing that eats corpses. If you touch it and get sick, it will be troublesome."

Boudica was not afraid of anything, but he shrank back when he heard that he would be sick.

Barristan could also judge that the normal attack of this monster might be useless, so he couldn't help asking, "My lord, what should we do now?"

"What should I do? Go back and watch the show."

Faced with this situation, Lance did not panic, on the contrary he smiled.

He took out a glass bottle and threw it directly at the aggregate that was busy swallowing the cytoplasm.

The glass bottle fell to the ground and shattered, and the liquid inside also flowed out. It was a black viscous substance, and it quickly flowed out all over the place.

Lance didn't stop, took out two more bottles and smashed them on the ground, directly covering the entire perimeter of the aggregate.

After all this was done, Lance picked up the torch thrown by Barristan just now and threw it at the foot of the aggregate, and the moment it landed, it ignited a raging fire.

Under the flames, the aggregate couldn't support the distorted figure and began to disintegrate, that is, it didn't have the structure of a throat, otherwise it should be screaming again and again.

But is there a sound that replaces its sound, that is, the dense crackling of the fat body of the maggot under the flames.

Watching the aggregate disintegrate, listening to this voice, the three of Lance felt inexplicably relieved.

Wood tar, the by-product of making charcoal, is not only used for anti-corrosion and insect-proof, but also a very good fuel.

In the era when alcohol was difficult to produce, it was a good raw material for Molotov cocktails.

Before fighting witches and her demons and ghosts, Lance could feel that the attack method was single. If he was of a normal size, he could still fight. Down.

If they threw a few Molotov cocktails and ignited them in the face of the beast horde, they would be able to break the situation directly, instead of needing a bloody battle all the way, or even introduce them into the farm and burn them to lose such a big loss.

And facing the witch's perfect creation—the banshee itself, it would have been over if he could throw a Molotov cocktail, and Leonard and the others desperately attacked it, and finally killed it with the help of the banshee?

Lance has been absorbing experience from the battle, and then using all the resources at hand to make up for it and perfect it.

(End of this chapter)