our family is gone

Chapter 273 Holy Blood Blessing
Originally, he wanted to snatch the right to explain and strengthen the nun's cognition, but now he was disturbed by a sentence.

Many thoughts flooded Lance's mind, and the nun herself was digesting the complicated news and had no intention of speaking.

Since both parties were like this, Lance didn't have the heart to stay here, and ended the conversation hastily with a few words.

After going out, Lance knew that he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight if he didn't figure it out, so he didn't hesitate too much, and walked straight to Leonard's house.

It's just that when he walked out of the nursing home, Lance was suddenly awakened by the night wind.

Only then did I realize that I had stepped into the trap of the nun just now, and I never thought that the things she raised were not for the church to excuse, but were seeking answers.

I didn't hit her at all just now, but helped her break the shackles of the church.

The elation just now almost didn't hold back at this time, there was a hot feeling from the back, and the face was probably the same.

Is she really innocent?
Is this the wisdom of a fool?

It made Lance a little suspicious for a while, and tried to find out what was wrong along the way, but it was still the same until he looked up and reached Leonard's house.

Originally, Lance thought that their family should be asleep so late, but he didn't expect that Ryan was still sweating and practicing sword in the yard, and Leonard and his wife were enjoying the shade in the yard.

There are not many scenes showing affection between them, but just sitting together makes people have an inexplicable match.

"Excuse me." Lance went up to greet him, and didn't say much, just glanced at Leonard.

"Lian, let's stop here today, I'll wipe your sweat off." The woman consciously took her son and left, leaving space for the two of them.

Lance didn't test Leonard with calculations like he did with other people, but directly told the situation. The revolutionary friendship between them is still very strong.

Sure enough, when Leonard heard this, he also seemed a little shocked, but he had a new conclusion.

"My lord, do you know that there are factions within the church?"

"How to say?"

"One believes in the Holy Flame, while the other believes in the Holy Light. This difference is in the respective large cross icons, one is the Fire Emblem in the middle, and the other is the Radiance Emblem.

It is rumored that the Sect of the Holy Light was separated from the Sect of the Holy Flame. Perhaps such a person awakened many years ago and then preached the Holy Light. "

This Lance really doesn’t know. It may be his personal tendency that no one dares to mention the church in front of him, and he is so busy that Hamlet can’t control it. He really didn’t understand the situation of the church.

But now it seems that the situation is a bit interesting.

"The Worship of the Holy Flame may have originated from the worship of flames by the ancients, and it is not surprising that the Worship of the Holy Light was derived from it, after all, fire also emits light to dispel darkness.

In that dark and hopeless dungeon, what Junia longed for might be the light, and only then did she awaken the power of the holy light. "

Lance pondered and perfected his conjecture, while Leonard on the side fell into deep thought.

It's not that he didn't try to get in touch with the power of the Holy Light, but he didn't succeed in the jihad. The pastor said that he was not pious enough. He thought it was true at the time, but after listening to the study of the extraordinary person of the lord, he realized that there is such a thing as inspiration. .

I thought that I would never have anything to do with the Holy Light in my life, so why did I suddenly have a happy family and a happy life after coming to Hamlet, and even the previously untouchable Holy Light shone on me again?

Could it be that the Lord is Holy Light?
"Did you experience any strange things during this time?"

Lance's words interrupted Leonard's cranky thinking, and he also wanted to figure it out as soon as possible, and there was only one thing that seemed strange after careful consideration.

"At that time, I was fighting against the Evil Fallen from the Ascension Sect..."

At the time of despair, an inexplicable force surged out of his body, and it was this force that supported him to entangle the monster, buying time for Barton to enter the arena later.

Extreme emotions can indeed trigger changes in the body's inspiration, but this should not be enough to change the physique...

After much deliberation, Lance found that the only key to Leonard's change before and after was the same, and that was the transformation of [Blessing]'s body.

All explanations are reasonable. Doesn't that mean that both the Holy Flame and the Holy Light are idealistic spiritual functions?
Restricting spirituality with individual thinking is a bit wrong with my previous research conjecture.

But God damn it, it's not that important to pursue everything.

The point is that if it's true, wouldn't he be able to mass-produce superhumans?
But it's not realistic, because spirituality is scarce, and the loyalty of the subject has to be considered in the specific situation.

Lance thought about it. At present, his own strength is enough to face most of the enemies. It is time to strengthen the cores around him and start to improve the overall strength.

Otherwise, you have to worry about your home being stolen all the time when you go out and wander around. You must have a few strong and absolutely loyal housekeepers, not to mention that they can deal with more tasks after they become stronger.

Leonard is a trustworthy person who has gone through multiple tests, so no other tests are needed.

"Gather Dethma and Barristan, and remember our oath."

Lance said this softly, but it directly made Leonard highly nervous. It was an agreement from the beginning, and he never gave up.

"Yes!"

Soon the original three heroes, those closest to Hamlet's secret, gather around Lance.

"I summoned you for a reason. If witches are just the temptation of the cult, then the recent witches are a sign of their hands..."

At this time, apart from Leonard, Disma and Barristan are not in a good state. After all, they have their own nightlife at night, but after hearing this, they both became serious.

Lance roughly talked about the wizard's situation. Of course, after his changes, most of the information was hidden, mainly explaining that a wizard suddenly obtained the guidance and help of the cult, and then wanted to get involved in Hamlet.

"The wizard was killed, and I found in him the power that belongs to our family, which shows that the cult's research on the previous lord has achieved results, and we are running out of time.

However, through the ritual of killing him, I also regained some of my power. The reason for calling you here today is to share with you the power hidden in my blood. "

Hearing this, everyone reacted differently. They watched the lord grow from a weak scholar along the way. No, it should have soared, becoming stronger at a speed that ordinary people can't understand.

Lance's previous explanation was that he had always contained powerful power in his body, but it was only discovered after he received divine revelation.

From this, they also knew how strong the power of the lord's blood was.

They didn't think too much about it, after all, they didn't have that kind of blood.

But now the lord has said such a thing, and wants to share the power of that bloodline with them, how can they not be shocked!
Among them, Disma is the strongest.

Why is Disma gradually marginalized?

Because the strength can't keep up, no, it should be that the ability is weak, and everyone else has specialties, military, government affairs and some skills that ordinary people don't know.

But Disma had neither a good education nor an environment. He was just a bandit, a bandit with a little conscience, who knew nothing but stealing and killing people.

Seeing his companions find their own positions one by one, but he can only dawdle, he feels a little... inferior.

Maybe this word is not suitable for Disma, but it is true that he is a bit behind now, so he is most urgent for power.

"Disma, you come first." Of course Lance noticed this and directly chose him to start.

Disma didn't have any fear about this, and stepped forward with big strides. He should be the sharp knife of the lord, not just waiting to die like he is now.

"The blessing will last for a period of time, and your body will have abnormalities. You may suffer peeps and whispers from the void, and you may experience auditory hallucinations and other situations.

You may be tempted by power, they will promise you endless power, and then lead your soul into the abyss.

You may……"

Lance pretended to say a lot of nonsense, making the situation as dangerous as possible, directly making the atmosphere serious and even dignified.

It was not until the end that it was concluded.

"But don't be afraid to face it calmly. Believe that power is in your own control. You must never let power control you. Think about why you need power, strengthen your will, stick to your heart, and believe that I will always stand by your side. "

In order to make the ceremony look solemn, it can't be so perfunctory, it can't be like drinking footwashing water, at least it's more formal.

From Lance's collection, he took out a cup inlaid with gold and jade, filled it with clean water, and then took out a dagger and cut his fingertips, and blood dripped on it.

"I'm ready!" Disma didn't shrink back because of these words, but burst into an unprecedented frenzy. He knelt down in front of Lance, and his breathing became short of breath. He held the cup solemnly with both hands, and then drink up.

"With my blood..." Lance didn't talk nonsense, raised his hand to Disma, but whispered words that did not belong to this world with a certain rhythm.

"The sky is lingling, the earth is lingling, please ask the panel to show the spirit.

One invites General Leonard, and the other invites Grand Thief Disma;

Third, invite veterans to show their holiness and kill the great evil ancestors. "

Lance's mouth was full of nonsense, but it didn't affect the power of [Blessing] working.

Disma only felt an indescribable feeling emanating from the body from the inside out, as if the muscles and bones were about to dissolve.

On the side, Leonard and the two also noticed Disma's trembling body, but they could only wait honestly for it.

Lance didn't intend to raise them to his own level, because it was unrealistic, he had to ensure that his own strength was the priority, and at the same time, he didn't have so much spirituality for him to consume.

So what Lance has to do is just improve a small segment, so that they can clearly feel that their bodies have become stronger, and that's it.

And the control of the power of flesh and blood allowed him to roughly estimate that Disma's foundation is actually good. After years of fighting and training, the starting point of physical fitness is much higher than his white board physique at that time. According to the division of the panel, it is at least [brave ] level of strength, it is no wonder that he has not been killed in the chaotic world for many years.

And this time Lance spent a lot of spiritual energy to promote him to the [Elite] certified by the panel, and now he is no longer at the level of an ordinary person.

It just so happens that Lance's [Flesh Reconstruction] upgrade has a deeper understanding of flesh and blood, and by the way, it also eliminated the hidden injuries that were difficult to deal with before and did not deal with them, allowing his body to enter the best state.

Soon Lance put down his hand, with a look of tiredness on his face. This is not pretending, but that he really consumes a lot of energy.

But Disma didn't seem to get out of that state, and the whole person remained in that state, as if he was really fighting against something.

Seeing this situation, Lance couldn't help but look even more ugly. If he created an atmosphere of nonsense, he wouldn't really cause any trouble, would he?
Fortunately, his worries did not exist, and the panel was still very reliable. Disma woke up and felt an unprecedented comfort in his body, as if he had many stones tied to his body, but now he threw them all away, and even ran naked. carefree!
"how do you feel?"

"This...it's amazing..." Disma clenched his fists and felt his reborn body, even a little strange.

"Remember, the power is in the hands of people, not the power to control you, for our goals."

"Yes!" Disma was extremely excited now, and he even wanted to find someone to fight if he could, but he didn't dare to be too presumptuous in front of the lord.

Lance glanced at Disma, who hadn't adjusted yet, but set his sights on Barristan.

"Come, with my blood, I will share my strength with you."

"For the big plan!" Barristan solemnly swore to Lance.

Barristan's talent is very strong, it can be said that he is strong and unyielding, with natural supernatural power, coupled with his rich experience, he can be called a master of cold weapons just like Geralt, but it is a pity that his age and many hidden injuries have dragged him down. The strength has slipped from the peak.

Lance had treated some of the dark wounds before, but he realized that what he saw was just the tip of the iceberg after his skills were upgraded.

The flesh and blood are like the annual rings of a tree, from which one can see how many times he has suffered serious injuries facing death, and it is simply a miracle that he survived.

Because his physique is so good, Lance didn't rush to strengthen it because his foundation was too good, which made this a bottomless pit. Instead, he started to treat his hidden injuries and find a way to restore this body. This is a big project.

Barristan could feel a numbness coming from his body, as if the muscles in his body were beating by themselves, as if ants were crawling and biting his body.

He could bear the pain, but the feeling made him uneasy.

Barristan immediately realized that his reaction was different from Disma's. Could it be that the void demon used different methods against everyone?
Now he doesn't care about these things, so he can only resist the "corrosion" with all his strength...

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