Chapter 704 Hidden Mystery

Lance would not think that such a short contact between the two sides would make Tamara lean towards him or be devoted to him. He was not narcissistic to such an extent. On the contrary, he had a clear understanding.

First of all, Tamara had a criminal record and a bad personality. She had some contact before, but she had to rely on him to get bargaining chips in the organization, but it is very likely that it would be like that after the organization gained a foothold.

After all, the top leaders of the Roma organization would not really let Tamara lean towards outsiders. They would definitely do her work. It is possible that Tamara gave up for resources or other interests.

Although Lance felt a little sorry for this, he also made a lot of money in exchange for Amanda. She was much more reliable than Tamara in Hamlet.

"It's hard for me to contact her."

Grendel knew something was wrong when she saw Lance silent. When she heard this, her face became ugly.

"If you hadn't rescued her, she might not have survived. She would have been killed by the wizard or Amanda.

Moreover, if you hadn't supported her, how could she, a traitor, escape punishment and return to the organization? It's been so long since then. I said those Roma people are not trustworthy!"

"Alas~ Actually, we didn't give Tamara any help after she went back. It's normal for her to alienate us because she needs internal support. There's nothing strange about it.

The Roma people are not trustworthy, but Amanda is trustworthy. She has done her best for us. Don't say such things outside. It's not good to hurt everyone's feelings."

Lance was very calm. Because he had already entered the dungeon, Tamara was not important at all. It was just a casual arrangement at the beginning.

"In just one or two days, I will set out for the dungeon again. Boudica and Amanda will stay. Let the cavalry brigade return. Let Laura disperse with the scouts and transfer half of the artillery back..."

Lance pointed at the map and gave orders. He had already drafted a draft for these. He pulled back many troops from the front line of the ruins and arranged them in the surrounding areas.

"Those merchants, mercenaries, and doctors have not all left. Most of them are in the new town. If our troops withdraw too much, I'm afraid they will cause trouble."

"Why did I choose to put the new town in this position? It's because the outpost is in our hands. No matter how much trouble those guys make, it's useless.

More importantly, the ruins have no food output. Do you know how much supplies so many people consume in a day? As long as we cut off the supply, they will have to eat tree bark and grass roots in less than three days."

Greendale knew that she was worrying too much. There was a reason why the lord could be the lord. Everything had been considered.

"Who are you going to take?"

"Junia, Baldwin, and..."

At this moment, Lance suddenly hesitated. He planned to use Junia to break the sanctuary ritual, and Baldwin was waiting to die because of his poor strength. He quickly pulled him up while all parties had not reacted yet.

But the third one made him a little uncomfortable, because he planned to summon the Lame Walker, but he was worried that it would cause the opinions of the other two. After all, many people could not accept cooperating with the Void Demon.

Especially these two have experience in the church. Although they were persuaded by themselves to separate the concepts of faith and religion, but...

"How about I go?"

Grendel seemed to see Lance's hesitation and tried to ask.

But Lance shook his head, "There is no soil in the dungeon, and your ability cannot be brought into play."

But he quickly made a decision, "Transfer a team of ten people from the guards. Don't worry about this. I will take care of it."

This is not a game with a limit on the number of people. The real limit is just the environmental factors.

What kind of Jianghu ethics are you talking about with the cultists? Let's go shoulder to shoulder!

Now that the first layer has been opened up, Lance is ready to increase his efforts. After all, time is life. If it weren't for the need for the guards to perform tasks and heroes to monitor the situation inside the ruins, he really wanted to call everyone back to rush into the dungeon.

"It's just right. If you have time, go and help me check on Boudica and Amanda. They are probably in a very bad mood."

Lance gave instructions and didn't mean to say too much nonsense. He didn't have much energy for these things. What was more important was the remaining information. He needed to find out why the dungeon was so weird now.

Only by figuring out the plans of the ancestors and the cult leader can the next action be carried out.

Grindel also saw what Lance meant, agreed and turned to leave...

From day to dusk, most people got off work or went home from the fields, preparing to eat and sleep to end the day. Those with some spare money could also start their nightlife.

But for Amanda, who had just returned from the dungeon during the day, she had just gotten up.

Or the sound outside the door was Grindel knocking on the door to wake her up.

"Haven't you rested enough yet?" Grendel looked at Amanda, who looked like she hadn't woken up yet, "Do you want to go eat together now?"

"No, I don't have much appetite."

Amanda was slightly more awake, but her face was still a little pale, and she spoke in a weak voice.

Not everyone can recover as quickly as Lance, the beast. The shadow brought to them by the dungeon can even be said to have shrouded their second half of life. Now Amanda's reaction is normal.

"I won't disturb your rest. Take a shower, eat, and breathe fresh air after you wake up." Greendale raised her hand and took out a bottle of light blue potion and handed it over, adding: "This is a soothing herb for the mind. You should know how to use it."

"Oh, thank you."

Amanda didn't refuse anything and reached out to take it.

Greendale left Amanda and was stunned for a while before slowly waking up from the nothingness.

Looking at the potion in his hand, he remembered what he had just said, and couldn't help but look down at himself.

Although it was throwing and whipping all the way, and there were not many melee attacks, it was inevitable that there would be some filth in that scene, and the smell of sweat was really unpleasant.

To be honest, she was a little obsessed with cleanliness, but she was so tired that she forgot about it. It was really uncomfortable.

Soon she came to the bathhouse. As the temperature dropped, it was promoted in Hamlet, and more importantly, everyone had some spare money.

Who doesn't like the feeling of cleanliness and freshness? Everyone is restricted by conditions, so now that conditions are better, there are many more people entering and leaving the bathhouse.

There is a large bathhouse here, but Amanda's identity and personality are impossible to bathe with those people, and in fact there has always been a single bathroom here.

There is no pool inside, but a large wooden barrel with shower facilities and special bathing.

It is specially prepared for various medicinal bath projects. After all, various medicines are very expensive, and they are all adjusted according to the amount of water.

If a higher concentration of medicine is needed in a large bath, a higher price will be required, and no one is willing to give it to others at a lower price.

This special wooden barrel is just for one person, and fewer medicinal bath materials are needed, so the price can be suppressed, and it can also have a certain effect.

Of course, the price is much more expensive than ordinary baths. Whether it is a medicinal bath or an independent space, ordinary people cannot afford it.

However, Amanda is a small rich woman. She is not short of money at all. Let alone Lance's bounty. If she really has no money, she can blackmail Serra and embezzle the funds of the Roma.

She often comes here on weekdays. The staff of the bathhouse also know that she is a big shot. Just wave and someone will help her deal with various things.

She was too lazy to even take a simple shower and clean up, and stepped directly into the big barrel.

When her body was immersed in the warm water, Amanda felt a lot more relaxed inexplicably. The buoyancy lifted the peaks and reduced the chest tightness. This is why she likes to take a bath.

Take out the potion given by Greendale, open it and smell it. A fresh smell comes out of your nose but it doesn't seem strong. Even she has to admit that Hamlet's strongest pharmacist has the skills of mixing.

Those used by ordinary people are medicinal bath materials that are mixed in large quantities with the original liquid, and the effect is diluted many times. Of course, only in this way can they bear it.

The one in her hand was something Greendale had researched and mixed for extraordinary people. It was more effective and could even be considered hard currency, because it was so scarce that even if you had money, you might not be able to buy it.

The azure potion soon turned the pool water light blue when it fell into the water, and she relaxed as well. The pressure from the dungeon phobia gradually subsided.

Audrey could only hide in the hotel like a wild dog, silently enduring the torture caused by the sequelae of entering the dungeon alone.

The pressure might have tortured her beyond human form and completely distorted her sanity, or it might be that after many days, the hotel staff would come in and find her curled up, dead long ago, and even her body that had begun to rot and emit a foul odor.

After all, the weather was getting colder now, and no one would know she was dead for three or five days.

But Amanda was able to get the care of her companions, and there were various means to relieve the pressure.

Who could be blamed for the gap?

They should be relaxed and relieved. Lance was not very clear about the specific situation. After he came back, he kept processing those documents in the room. He even ate a few meals casually. He was so sleepless that he forgot to eat.

Lance was not very smart. He did not have the genius ideas of the ancestor, but he had experienced the modern information explosion and had a natural advantage in information processing. His ability to understand was not comparable to those people whose minds were bound in this era.

He did not know how the ancestor gave orders to those cult leaders, but he could infer it from the information that the leader gave to those people below.

There was no need for anything very detailed, just a general idea, and pieced together more information bit by bit.

There was no doubt that the ancestor planned to sacrifice Hamlet's million people, and then use this power to parasitize and seize the body of the ancient god, but this foolproof plan went wrong.

Originally, Lance thought that the failure was caused by the saints of the church leading people into the dungeon, but in fact, the real reason was that millions of lives could not allow the ancestor to complete the ritual.

It was equivalent to insufficient sacrifices, and he was stuck and could not get up. It was impossible for you to let him give up, so he was trapped by himself.

It was unclear whether the people of the church and the seal were useful. Anyway, after being trapped, the ancestor did not give up, but actively sought a solution.

Support the Ascension Sect and constantly provoke wars within the scope of the ritual. The dead lives will be absorbed by the ritual and become his power to parasitize the ancient god.

It is equivalent to a cancer cell, which needs to constantly devour and corrupt other normal cells to obtain strength and nutrition, so that it can finally infect the entire life.

The Ascension Sect, the Pigman, or the Invisible Flesh and Blood are probably also the ancestor's food. The [Heart of Flesh and Blood] is probably cultivated by the ancestor to break free from the constraints of the ritual.

However, all of these went in another direction because of Lance's arrival, because white blood cells will also devour, it depends on who eats who first.

But why does the butler in the game actively push players to eliminate all parties and then kill into the dungeon?

Lance fell into thought, with messy thoughts rolling in his mind, but soon he grasped a clue, and immediately those messy information was sorted out.

"I understand... I understand... So that's it..."

Lance suddenly laughed, and the innocence of his expression was hard to suppress.

Doubt? Enlightenment!

In simple terms, the ancestor's body is now trapped deep in the dungeon, and can only corrupt the outside world through some special means, and the influence on the outside is limited.

If he wants to keep the ritual, he also needs to create a perfect clone to replace himself.

That's why the butler gave the player various props, encouraged the player to kill into the dungeon, and then used the [Hand of Praise] left by the church to seal the ritual, which actually helped the ancestor suspend the ritual.

This allowed him to clone himself with [Heart of Flesh and Blood], replace the body trapped in the ritual, and liberate the body.

When the body breaks free, won't the church's seals be a joke in front of the ancestor? And he can appear in the outside real world, and the corruption will make the world turbulent.

If one million people are not enough, then the ancestor will sacrifice the lives of the whole world and ascend to godhood.

I understand everything!

After Lance figured it out, he calmed down and couldn't help but sigh-the ancestor is good at calculation!

No wonder he needs so many things, legendary equipment, limpers, and a large number of priests, just to break the power of the saints and take away the props.

But now he is the one who holds the initiative. Lance took out the [Heart of Flesh and Blood], felt the power in it, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twisted.

The reason he retreated was because he was worried that there would be trouble in breaking the church's rituals, and wanted to investigate before deciding, but now that he has figured it out, Lance has become bolder.

Originally, I was planning to rest for a few days, but now I don't want to rest anymore, so I'll do it quickly.

"Quick, call Baldwin over for me, and have someone go to New Town to inform them, I want Junia and a guard to be on standby."

Lance walked out quickly and called Susan, and gave the order.

As if sensing the urgency, he immediately responded and turned away.

"Yes!"