Chapter 698 I Am the Flame (End)

One was wearing exquisite armor, a robe with complex patterns, and a long sword in front of him.

One was wearing exquisite and luxurious clothes, holding a holy book in one hand, and the other hand was a short-handled weapon with a unique shape, more like a warhammer than a staff.

One was wearing heavy armor with an exaggerated body, standing beside him with a large shield and a warhammer.

The last one was wearing simple linen monk clothes, but when the others had turned into mummies, this one actually retained the basic physical state.

He looked like a sleeping withered old man, but he was the one who exuded the strongest power.

Whether it was the sacred power that built the sanctuary, or the various styles of cross patterns attached to the equipment, the most obvious one was the clothes of the caster, and even a fool could see it.

There was no doubt that these were all legendary strongmen of the church, a knight, a bishop, a shield guard, and another one was unclear, but it was certain that there were four legends.

It was their power that forced the ancestor to spend so much and capture a lame man just to seal them.

That's right, the power of the Lame Walker is to devour light, and it is this trait that was chosen by the ancestors.

But so many arrangements only isolated and sealed it, and did not even break the holy land, which is enough to show the value of the church.

"People from the church? Why are they here?" Amanda is not Boudica. She discovered this problem almost as soon as she saw the appearance of those people, and reminded Lance with a strange look, "That one is probably a saint of the church."

"I wonder how they died?" Boudica looked at the mummies with some curiosity.

Audrey didn't speak, but she had also seen the world. Such high-level church officials should not appear here, but she knew that she had no right to speak here, and she would cause trouble if she spoke too much.

"It must be very dangerous for the cult to seal like this. I will go to explore first, and you can take a rest."

Lance asked them to keep their distance on the grounds of their safety. This lord's active and adventurous behavior gave everyone a great touch, especially Audrey, who found that she didn't like adventure.

Of course, Lance actually said this just to prevent them from touching those things in the church.

That's why Lance didn't dare to send more people in directly. With so many people watching, even if there are some problems, it's hard to cover them up and get out of his control.

At this time, he didn't care about nonsense, so he could only take back the war hammer and go up.

He raised his hand to the place covered by the halo. The strange thing was that the power of the sanctuary did not exclude him.

But that's right, he is just an ordinary person, not like those cultists whose flesh and blood are corrupted and full of evil.

He didn't dare to touch the ritual casually, but locked those books at the first time.

A simple look at the books of the church, although most of them are extraordinary equipment, and more valuable than ordinary equipment, because they record extraordinary power and mystical knowledge.

But unfortunately, it didn't mention the reason why these people appeared here.

Lance turned to pick up the scattered scrolls, pieced them together one by one, and finally found something.

"The empire is not the emperor's empire, nor the nobles' empire, but the church's empire."

This sentence has been spread for a long time, no one has confirmed it, but no one can deny the fact.

After all, whoever controls the grassroots has actual control.

No matter how many nobles have changed in this land, the church still exists, and no noble dares to challenge the authority of the church (except for Lance, this weirdo), after all, that is the way to death.

Similarly, Hamlet was so prosperous at the time, and it was also an imperial pass. Its importance determined that the church that matched it was naturally very important.

At that time, there was no need to say much about the priests, nuns, and knights in Hamlet. There were three legendary strongmen and a more powerful saint.

But the interesting thing is that the saint was not originally in the inherent sequence of the church in Hamlet, but just came here.

Unlike ordinary people who had no resistance when the disaster came, the power of the church prevented them from being destroyed in the first time, and even the accumulated foundation for many years allowed them to organize resistance.

At that time, there must be more than one master in Hamlet City. The church was like a torch held high in the dark night, gathering everyone who fell into the darkness.

In this matter, some people chose to break through, and what the church chose was self-evident.

They have already felt the terrifying power of sacrificing the entire city. That is why they need to investigate clearly, and finally resolutely go upstream under the leadership of the saint.

The ritual was powerful but the terrifying power was not concealed, and the church had also heard about the prophecy circulating in Hamlet, and almost instantly locked onto the old house.

At that time, the Ascension Sect had not yet fully developed, but a large number of clergymen still fell on the road to the old house.

Because the sacrificial ritual that isolated the heaven and earth made the surroundings full of the evil, twisted and corrupt power.

So in order to fight against the evil corruption, they needed to burn themselves to stimulate the power of holy light and holy flame.

I am the flame!

This is a situation that even Lance couldn't help frowning when he saw the text. It turned out that the church also carried out this cruel sacrificial ritual.

No one knew how many people were killed and injured on the road from the church to the old house, and no one went to count.

He seemed to be able to see a person holding a torch and walking in the darkness... Those believers were like burning torches, unknown but emitting light and heat, and sent the saints here.

The church people entered the dungeon through the Gate of Oblivion. Because of the sacrifice of those believers, the core of the church was still strong at that time.

And there were not so many strange flesh and blood monsters in the dungeon at that time, and even if there were, it would be difficult to resist so many strong people.

They cleaned up a layer, then set up camp here and began to study how to crack this ritual.

Don't think that those people in the church can only chant scriptures. In fact, their channels for obtaining extraordinary information are stronger than any extraordinary organization, and their accumulation is deeper, not to mention that there are big figures like saints among them.

In the study of the dungeon, it is obvious that they found the ritual arranged by the ancestors and figured out how to break it.

There are three cores on the next layer, which are the weaknesses of the ritual. As long as they are broken, the disaster can be ended.

But they are in a difficult problem, that is, they can all see the core, and the ancestors are not fools, it is impossible that they have not made preparations.

There is also a powerful ritual protection next to the core. To break the ritual, some very important props are needed.

Those people made their choice without much hesitation. The three legendary figures cut off their left hands and made three [Hands of Praise].

Lance couldn't help but look at the corpses sitting there and found that they were indeed missing their left palms, and only the saint had both hands intact.

This does not mean that the saint is hypocritical, but that the props need him to make them.

Logically speaking, the next step is to activate the props to destroy the core and end it all.

But the problem is that the ancestor can't just watch them do bad things. He dared to do this and must have considered the power of the church, and at most ignored the saint.

But at this time, the confrontation between the two sides is inevitable.

No one can tell him how terrible the ancestor who swallowed a city is, but it is obvious that the result is that the church members retreated here before they finished the second level.

Of course, it is also possible that their strength declined because of the production of [Hands of Praise], but it is useless to say that now.

At this time, the saints realized that they had failed, so they wrote down the causes and consequences, and left the props and methods to break the sacrificial ceremony, hoping that the later generations would complete this task.

In short, even if the saints knew that they were in a state that they were unable to solve, they could only "trust the wisdom of future generations" to keep the things.

Then they used their last strength to seal these messes and buy more time for the later generations.

Why didn't Lance say that the saints were hypocritical? Because in the end, the saints set themselves on fire...

"I am the flame" is a slogan that has been repeated many times in it, but there is no doubt that they did it.

Now it seems more like a belief. They are not afraid of evil or death, and they even set themselves on fire to become flames.

It is useless to suppress and seal the evil with only three legends and various props. The real core is still the saints.

Even if Lance doesn't like the church very much, it is difficult to erase their achievements.

Even to exaggerate a little, Hamlet can breathe because of the legacy of the saints. If he hadn't burned himself to seal the ancestor, I'm afraid things would be more complicated.

Now Lance understood why the ancestor had not shown up. It turned out that he was sealed by the saint.

No wonder he made so many arrangements, including legendary equipment, disordered demons, and a large number of priests. He wanted to use these powers to wear down and then break the seal of the saint.

Looking at the influence of the holy land, perhaps the ancestor only needed a little time to succeed, but it was a pity that Lance suddenly appeared and disrupted everything.

The flesh and blood ritual was destroyed, all the cult priests died, the disordered demons broke free from their shackles and ran away, but the seal still existed.

Now Lance has two options. Stop here and join hands with the church to maintain this seal. This is like nailing the ancestor in the coffin. He can't do anything unless it is pulled out.

In this way, there is no need to continue to venture deeper. At least he can spend the rest of his life comfortably. What happens next can be imagined by the wisdom of future generations. As for who cares about the flood after his death?

But the sacrificial ceremony still exists. Even if they reinforce the sealing ceremony left by the saints, it is a dilemma of adding more flour to water and more water to flour.

Because no matter what the end is, as long as there is still death in the land of Hamlet, maybe in dozens or hundreds of years, the ancestor will break the seal one day.

Lance's sense of crisis and obsessive-compulsive disorder do not allow him to accept such conditions. Who wants to be worried every day? It is better to take this opportunity to destroy the seal and kill the ancestor as soon as possible.

He is sure that the sacrifice of the saints has bought time for Hamlet and even the world, but it does not mean that he is willing to join forces with the church.

Unlike the religious forces he knows, there are extraordinary powers in this world. The power of feudalism and religion is so strong that the world has been sinking for thousands of years, and ordinary people can't see any hope at all.

If the church really intervenes and puts on a "savior" template, it will only make it more difficult and difficult to start.

In Lance's eyes, the ancestors and the church are parasites, both lying on humans to suck blood to satisfy their own enjoyment.

The difference is that one wants the destruction of mankind, and the other wants mankind to be damned forever.

Now you ask him to choose one of the two pieces of shit? Then Lance would just lift the table and lift both lumps.

I'm going to fucking break up with you!

Lance hesitated for a moment to put all those things away, and then turned around and walked out of the light of the sanctuary.

"These are the strong men of the church who wanted to come and break the ritual during the Hamlet Catastrophe, but unfortunately they failed just after they got here. Instead, they were sealed and trapped here by the cultists. They can only maintain it with difficulty..."

Lance couldn't completely deny their existence, but he could weaken or even deny their role through clever language.

The originally heroic "holy war" was directly distorted by Lance's words, turning it into an unlucky guy who couldn't even defeat the first floor and was sealed here by the cultists.

Although this was unfair to them, the saints didn't say anything.

"These guys are so mean~" Boudica complained unceremoniously after hearing this, "We have all beaten them."

Amanda couldn't help but roll her eyes when she heard Boudica's words. Without the lord, their fate might not be much better. At least they still have the whole body.

Not to mention the large number of cult priests, even the limp can drink a pot of them. Who can fight against that kind of monster except the lord? Can it still be tamed?

But she was also a little confused. After all, there were many doubts in it, but she didn't pursue it because of Lance.

Audrey didn't care much about this. As a tomb robber, she was often hunted down by the church, so she didn't have much awe, and naturally she couldn't talk about regret.

Lance glanced at their respective reactions and knew that his charming voice had an effect, and none of them had any doubts about it.

Lance was able to take a breath and digest this experience.

The back of the scroll may have been short and scrawled because of time constraints, but it also mentioned the dangers and horrors that followed.

Not to mention that although the ancestor was restricted by the seal, he had the entire cult of the Ascension Sect as his thugs, constantly filling in strange flesh-and-blood monsters.

There is no doubt that the current situation in the extremely dark dungeon made him think. The strength of those enemies will only become stronger and stronger as they go deeper, and there will be more and more people.

It is precisely because of this that Lance needs to unite the limp people. Any bit of strength may be a weight that tilts the balance towards himself.

But he was still a little confused about how to go next...

"What do we do next?"

Amanda's call woke Lance up from his thoughts. He looked at the crowd's hard-to-conceal but energetic expressions and understood something. He immediately smiled and signaled to them.

"Mission accomplished, let's go home."