our family is gone

Chapter 729 Legion Secrets
The Legion is a mysterious group. Both the legends of the ancient empire and its unique abilities are unimaginable to ordinary people.

Not to mention that in order to stabilize the situation, Hamlet hyped it up and gave the Legion the identity of being in charge of the secrets of the ancient empire's heritage.

There are too many people who want to get more information by contacting the Legion, but unfortunately, due to the strict defense of Patton and his team, no outsiders can see the Legion.

As for Lance, although he knew that most of them were rumors, the Legion still had many secrets that were worth meeting.

"I have never seen these people without their armor. Moreover, they don't need to eat and have been in hibernation for a long time. They don't look like humans in any way."

"Wouldn't it be enough if he took action and stood with us?"

Lance listened to the warning implicit in Patton's introduction and smiled and said simply.

The Legion also stood with the team many times during the retreat, and no matter what the purpose was, that was enough.

"But they are unwilling to communicate with the outside world and have not responded to our inquiries."

Before, he said he was going to meet the Legion, but in reality, neither side said a word. They just walked around and left. It's no wonder that Patton felt embarrassed in this situation.

Lance didn't say anything. He had to wait and see what happened.

There were two teams of soldiers standing guard outside the independent house, almost surrounding it, but there were many people around staring at this place.

Once you enter, you can see a very strange behavior, they really seem to be in hibernation, but they are not lying down, but standing, like statues.

It can be seen that the armor on them has obvious marks, so it is no wonder that they are said to be in tatters.

Lance raised his hand and activated the blessing to wake the legion from its hibernation. The gaze from under the mask was as cold as that of a dead person.

"I am Lord Hamlet, and it seems you need help."

Lance didn't care. To him, as long as there was consciousness, communication was possible.

The Roma have psychic rituals that can build bridges between consciousnesses, and Amanda has demonstrated this ability during several interrogations.

Although Lance couldn't perform the spell, he had heard that the Legion couldn't speak, so he had obtained a Ouija board from Amanda a long time ago. With the help of the power in it and his own charming voice, he could still communicate.

Patton didn't understand what the lord did, but he quickly turned around and gestured.

"Go and bring over some death row prisoners."

There were riots in the city, and there were also riots in the town, but because the army intervened early, they directly arrested many people who did not know whether to live or die.

Some of these people are crazy on their own, and of course some have instructions behind them.

But it didn't matter anymore. When they were brought in, the leader of the legion walked up to them, pulled out the broadsword and inserted it into their bodies.

It was as if some ritual was triggered; their flesh and blood withered and they turned into mummies without even a drop of blood being shed. There was no doubt that they were sacrifices.

You can see the damaged and dented armor and broken broadswords of the legionnaires recovering as if they were alive.

Such a scene made Lance a little surprised. The activated armor was somewhat similar to his own black armor.

No, these legions and armor seem to be one and the same... They replenish their vitality by draining it, but it seems that they don't regain health by chopping skeletons, so they probably have to kill living things to do that.

Even though he could recover his health by killing people, it was really outrageous considering his tireless body.

It turns out that I still have a long way to go to understand the magic of supernatural powers.

Using several death row prisoners as sacrifices, the legion's condition quickly improved under the ritual repair, they seemed to be a whole, as if something connected them together.

"Go ahead and do your work. It's a bit troublesome to communicate with them." Lance waved his hand to signal Barton to leave, then turned to look at the recovered legion and said, "Now tell me why you are here."

I don’t know how long it has been since he last communicated with anyone, but the legion leader is very clear-headed, and he doesn’t even care if others know his plans.

He stated very directly that he was just hunting down an evil being.

"How could that guy live that long?"

[We did not perish, its breath awakened us, right here on this land]

Lance was also used to their weird and even somewhat upside-down messages, but it didn't matter. He could probably tell that what he meant was that they were not dead yet, so the target was naturally not dead.

But the second half of the sentence made Lance a little alert. It was not a coincidence that the legion came to Hamlet. They were awakened by the breath of that target, and it turned out that they were pointing to here.

"You mean that guy is in Hamlet?"

Although Lance is willing to accept extraordinary people, he knows what he is doing. Didn’t you see him looking for an opportunity to beat up the legendary wizard Alvis?

This old monster who had lived for who knows how many years really made him feel uneasy. What if he caused a natural disaster of the undead in Hamlet?
It’s a pity that the Legion didn’t know either. The aura quickly disappeared, and they had no choice but to come here. However, they only learned about the news that the ruins were occupied by the undead after they arrived here.

This ridiculously clever situation left Lance speechless, but to be honest, after Lance thought about it, he actually remembered something.

What was the name of Disma's enemy, that bastard? Lance was too lazy to remember this little bastard. He didn't know if he was dead or not, but he was thrown into the sanatorium and tortured by Disma.

He was the one who clamored for the army to come and destroy Hamlet, but his family was killed by the emperor of the empire, so Walter was able to get the logistics of the imperial army.

This guy is not important. The reason why Lance remembered him was because of the wax puppet and the controlled corpse he carried with him.

It suddenly exploded before being sacrificed, but the soul fragments were still swallowed by the void. It is estimated that it was the momentary breath of the explosion that disturbed the legion.

Lance omitted most of the irrelevant information and directly talked about the wax puppet he had captured and the power that erupted when he killed it, and inferred that it was a clone of a lich.

Sure enough, after hearing this, the legion became excited, and a shout broke out in Lance's mind.

【kill! 】

In other words, his spirit and soul were strong and solid, otherwise most people would be shocked to death by such a sudden shout.

Lance could naturally feel the undisguised hatred. Now he roughly understood the origin of the Legion's legend. It was probably that the lich created several undead disasters, and then the Legion sought revenge and accidentally eliminated those evils.

Moreover, they do not communicate with ordinary people, nor do they kill ordinary people indiscriminately, so their achievements are praised by ordinary people who have been harmed by evil.

It can be seen from the fact that they did not kill indiscriminately when they came to Hamlet, and they did not kill indiscriminately even when they were injured, but fell into hibernation. This shows that their code of conduct has a bottom line.

Lance didn't know what kind of love-hate relationship the Legion and the Lich had, but it seemed that they could work together.

But before that he needed to know more, such as why they ran into the ruins?

But the answer Lance got was a bit abstract.

They said that when they arrived here, someone led them here and told them that the ruins were occupied by the undead.

Since they were already here, they thought the lich was hiding inside, so they went in to kill him. However, after searching for the lich for a few days, they didn't find it, but instead ran into the necromancer. It happened that the Darkness was beaten out by the violent skeletons, and they followed the retreating team out.

Lance was really speechless when he heard this. What a mess. However, they actually found the necromancer. If they killed them, the skeletons in the ruins could probably be pacified instantly.

But now the ruins are not important, the dungeon is the foundation.

"It is basically impossible for you to find the lich. The hundred years of time speaks for itself.

And I'm not underestimating you. Even if you find a powerful spellcaster, you may not be able to defeat it. Even if you do defeat it, it may still continue to escape.

It is difficult for you to communicate with ordinary people, and it is very difficult to obtain information. Even if the lich appears, it will be difficult to track you wherever you go.

But I am different. I am a lord, I have an army, I have many powerful extraordinary people under my command, and I can receive news from all over the world.

And I can communicate with others, track its traces, and send you there as quickly as possible.

What's more important is that I also have a grudge against the lich. If I ruin its good deeds, it will definitely cause trouble for me, so I also want to kill it.

Cooperate with me, you help me do things, and I will do my best to help you find the lich and kill it. Anyway, time is on your side, and you can leave if you are not satisfied at that time."

Does Lance really have a grudge against the lich, or is he a threat?

My God, the fact that he doesn't even remember those things shows that he doesn't care at all. He said that just to create a common enemy and bring the two sides closer.

Don't worry about other things for now, unite all the forces you can unite, defeat the ancestor, and use the remaining time to help them catch mice.

As long as we kill the ancestor, it doesn't matter if we let them leave.

Lance is trying to make a big promise and get something for nothing, but the conditions he described are indeed tempting.

Just as he said, a long period of time has proved that they cannot catch the lich, and more importantly, it is a blessing for humans to live for forty or fifty years, but for them, it is just a sleep.

But the Legion is not stupid. They have their own principles, which means they have the right to refuse unreasonable tasks.

Lance naturally agreed without hesitation, and they didn't even sign any contract, it was just a verbal agreement.

Do you want to fight against cultists? Food and accommodation are provided.

Soon Lance also came out of that place, but Legion remained inside.

With so many people watching outside, we have to find an opportunity to let the legion leave properly, such as the actions the army is preparing to attract those people's attention to the ruins.

In fact, it can be seen that Lance is already preparing to attack the dungeon, and everything revolves around this core.

Hurry up, hurry up.

…………

A team came to Owendo, the manor that Walter regarded as his retirement home.

"A reply? What else does he want?"

Watt looked at the team of cavalry in front of him with a strange expression. Although he pretended to be calm, one could still feel the anger that he was suppressing in his heart.

They have been married for so many years, and the woman quickly stopped in front of Walter and started to explain.

"They were sent by the lord to escort me back because he was worried about my safety on the road. This is the reply your daughter wanted."

The woman said helplessly as she handed over a letter, "This is from my daughter. She was afraid you wouldn't believe it if someone else gave it to you."

Walter quickly opened it and took a quick glance. His expression froze, and his anger did not subside. Instead, it became even more difficult to suppress.

Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by the woman grabbing his clothes.

"Thank you for the hard work along the way. Let's take a rest first." The woman didn't care about anything else when she saw this. She forced a smile to thank the cavalry for their hard work in escorting her. At the same time, she signaled the people below to settle them down and let them rest for a while.

While quickly dragging Walter away, in her eyes, this was a family matter and it would be embarrassing if a fight broke out outside.

However, the cavalrymen did not react to their actions at all, but instead turned their eyes to the soldiers training in the manor with interest...

When they were alone, Walter could no longer bear it and roared.

"Damn it!"

After shouting, he seemed to come to his senses and hurriedly chased after the woman to ask.

"Did that lord force you? It must be that guy!"

Looking at Walter's crazy look, the woman suddenly felt very strange. She had never seen him so panicked in all these years.

Of course, you won't understand if you haven't experienced that kind of thing. Walter was really traumatized by the catastrophe that year.

An entire city, an entire Hamlet, millions of people disappeared in an instant. That kind of irresistible force would terrify everyone.

But the woman knew that she still had to make things clear, otherwise the rift would only get worse, so she quickly stepped forward to comfort him.

"Calm down first, they are safe."

Watt was not a very irritable person. Although he was overwhelmed by anxiety, he soon calmed down and began to ask detailed questions.

"Did you receive the letter I sent?"

"Here, I know what you're thinking. They didn't stop your letter or even open it. The wax seal was still good when I got it."

"What do you know? Why don't you tell them both how dangerous it is?"

The woman took out a letter that had been opened and handed it to him. Walter cursed and took it to examine it, but found no tampering.

The reality made him silent. "Tell me, what happened to Hamlet?"

"You know I don't get involved in those things, and my daughter won't talk to me about work. Anyway, it suddenly got dark that day, and there was a commotion outside, but it soon subsided.

My daughter came back soon to confirm my safety, and then asked me to go to the school to find my son. It was safer there with the army stationed there until your letter arrived.

I let them both take a look, but neither of them agreed to leave. The lord was not present at the time, so they could not make the decision on this matter.

At first I was worried that it was the lord who restricted them. Later I found out that when the lord came back from the front line and I asked him, he agreed directly and even promised to send cavalry escort.

But the daughter even had a big fight with the lord when she knew he agreed, and the son didn’t want to leave school either.”