Chapter 705 Departure

"So do you understand? We must take this opportunity to break the sacrificial ceremony and save Hamlet and even the world."

Lance's words are usually true, but he knows what the art of language is. He said everything, but he also said nothing.

And these words also made Baldwin in front of him fall into deep thought. There is no doubt that he was suddenly called here in the middle of the night and knew that there was an emergency. Now facing the lord's request, he quickly responded.

"My life was saved by you, lord."

"This battle is destined to be difficult. You need to face not only powerful enemies, but also corruption that wants to erode you all the time.

The horror of hell will leave indelible pain on you and your soul. Even if you come back alive, you may live in that shadow for the rest of your life."

Lance did not agree to it as he said, but instead emphasized the horror of the extremely dark dungeon to him again, and took the initiative to give him a way out.

"To be honest, I saved you because I could feel that you are a true hero. The belief that you will never abandon or give up on your companions is great. I don't want to see you being tortured by illness and humiliated.

But it has nothing to do with whether you join or not, because it is the responsibility of the Hamlet family. It was their failure to defeat the Ascension Sect that led to the death of so many people.

As the last person of the Hamlet family, I have the responsibility to bear this blood debt, but I don't want to force others to follow me. You have the freedom to choose, and I won't blame anyone."

"I'm ready."

Baldwin waited until Lance finished speaking and agreed with a serious face. A little hesitation would be a shame to the lord.

Lance looked at him, and there was no sign of timidity in the eye contact between the two sides, and he nodded immediately.

"Okay! Go back and prepare, and hand over the work to the people below. We will set off tomorrow morning. Time is not on our side."

"Yes!"

Baldwin retreated here, and Lance was not surprised by his choice, because he was the "Ren Wang".

Such people should be praised. Although they are free from vulgar tastes, they still crave recognition in spirit.

But who would recognize him in front of those feudal nobles and the church?

You have to know that he succeeded to the throne at a young age, and with the enemy's army approaching, those old guys were originally dissatisfied.

Not to mention that many noble lords thought that he was weak for caring about civilians, because they had to cede their interests, and they were already unhappy.

But Baldwin was capable, and more importantly, he had outstanding military talent. He won several victories and won the support of the Knights, as well as the support of ordinary people, which suppressed those old guys.

All this was until the leprosy spread in the Holy City and caused panic. He personally went to visit those ordinary people who were infected, and then he didn't know how he was infected.

This problem caused those old guys to be ready to start a rebellion again, but Baldwin was also a ruthless guy, and took the initiative while his body was not completely deteriorating.

It is no exaggeration to say that one man and one sword quelled the rebellion. You have to know that his original sword was not broken, and you can imagine how fierce this battle was.

As for the fact that he was tortured by leprosy later, he knew that he had lost the ability to govern the country, so he simply retired and took the lepers to start a long migration.

You know, many people followed the holy war, so they wanted to come back here, but those patients did not have Baldwin's physique, and only a few could reach Hamlet.

Why did Lance know so well?

Because he began to collect relevant information after confirming Baldwin's identity, and he could get relevant information from Amanda and Alhazred.

The so-called holy war launched by the church failed not long after Baldwin left, the holy city was also taken away, and the church's troops were even more dispersed, and only a few could retreat.

This is not a dispute between nobles, but a religious dispute, which is completely ruthless. I don't know how many of the nobles who were dissatisfied with Baldwin escaped the rebellion and how many escaped the war of pagans.

But this has nothing to do with Lance. Thinking of these is just Lance knows how to deal with people like Baldwin.

The deployment here soon alarmed Greendale, who walked in and asked questions without hiding her surprise.

"Is there any new situation?"

After all, they just came back this morning, and they said they would wait two or three days a few hours ago. Why did they suddenly say tomorrow?

Is it some urgent military information sent back from the front? Or did the intelligence personnel send back news about the surrounding territories?

"It's good news!" Since Lance was sure, he would not say any nonsense, and immediately comforted Greendale with an extremely full spirit, "I found the real key of those cultists. The faster we deal with it, the less pressure we will have."

It is indeed part of the ancestor's plan to seal the sacrifice ceremony with the things left by the church, but the problem is that the [Heart of Flesh and Blood] is now in Lance's hands. If the second dungeon is taken down, the stopped ceremony can no longer provide the ancestor with any power.

In simple terms, it means stopping the pension of the ancestor.

But Greendale was not happy about this news, on the contrary, her expression became more solemn.

"I have visited Boudica and Amanda, and they are not in good condition. You just came back in the morning. Can't you rest for one more day?"

"Isn't it a rest to sleep tonight? I want to focus on the dungeon." Lance was unceremonious, his will was as strong as steel.

Let's not talk about whether he is tired or not. He has entered the dungeon. At this time, it is equivalent to taking off half of his pants. Even if you want him to stop, it is impossible, because his heart has flown away.

In other words, he doesn't like to act at night, and it takes time to notify those people to adjust, otherwise he will act now.

Greendale also knows that she can't convince Lance, but she also has a temper, and she is not a person who accepts it.

Lance's behavior of not cherishing herself made her very unhappy, and her face was no longer gentle as before, and her face was stern with obvious resentment.

In fact, Lance is a little wronged. You are the most abnormal if you measure him with the physique of a normal person.

Unlike those messy extraordinary people who step into legends with all kinds of strange powers.

I, Lance, have reached my current state after going through countless hardships. It is all due to my own hard work!

Now even the blessing can hardly strengthen his physique. It is conceivable that he has truly reached the limit of human beings.

It is an all-round limit, the most perfect body of human beings, even the ancestors cannot compare.

For him, sleeping or not is meaningless, because recovery is faster than consumption, just like when a battery is charged more than discharged, it means it is always fully charged.

Lance feels it is necessary to study the gap with Greendale to break her inherent impression.

"You know whether I am powerful or not, not to mention..."

Lance approached Greendale and was about to say something when Boudica ran in and was stunned when he saw this scene.

"I wonder what you are doing?" She saw that the door was not closed and walked in like this, and her eyes were a little gossipy.

Lance didn't think much of it, and even had the heart to joke: "Don't you think Boudica is in good spirits? She's not as miserable as you said."

"Have a good rest, hum~" Greendale didn't mean to stay, she raised her hand to push Lance away and walked out of the room.

This made the scene a little awkward, and Boudica complained to Lance when she saw Greendale leave.

"Hahaha! Boss, you're done, the big sister is angry."

"I think it's more important for you to worry about whether I'm angry or not..."

Just when Boudica was laughing, the calm voice seemed to be asking for her life, and she was so scared that she turned around suddenly, and when she saw Lance's gloomy face, her smile froze instantly.

"Haha... I'm leaving first."

Boudica could only smile awkwardly and prepare to turn around and run away, but how could Lance let her go just like that?

"Stop, come back."

The two short words made Boudica pause, and when she turned around, there was no smile on her face just now, only bitterness.

It turns out that I am finished...

Nothing can stop the sun from rising, just as no matter what happens, it is impossible to stop Lance's plan.

In the early morning of Hamlet, a team is gathering.

Baldwin is wearing complete equipment, and the full set of armor with some ancient imperial style indicates the ancient heritage. The brass color does not mean softness, on the contrary, the extraordinary power gives it unimaginable toughness, just like its owner.

The broken sword is held in his hand, the mask covers his face, and the whole person bows his head slightly, revealing a solemn feeling.

Junia was also called back. She is still wearing the simple nun's clothes, wearing a set of armor, a steel torch in one hand, and a holy book in the other.

The resolute look on her face is as powerful as the morning sun. She is not a delicate nun, but a fighting nun.

A five-member team was called back from the personal guard active in the ruins. They are ready, no matter where the lord points them.

"Let's go, we'll talk about it on the way."

In fact, there are still fifty soldiers who have just retreated from the front line of the ruins. The long battle made them a little tired, but they went not to fight, but to replace the navy on duty.

Although he said he didn't care, Lance knew that Hamlet's wealth would continue to attract those blind people. The sea blank period brought by the killing of the last batch of pirates has passed, because this period is enough for them to enter the waters around Hamlet.

Although there is no exaggerated navy like Totnes, it is still necessary to let their navy appear at the port to deter some pirates and provide early warning.

It must be said that Hamlet's naval strength has developed rapidly with the strong support of those pirates. At least there is no shortage of ships. Now they are riding them to the secret dock in the bay.

Because of confidentiality, everyone came to such a strange place for the first time, but the order was really amazing. There was no chaos among so many people.

No one would ask where the lord would take them, even if it was hell, they would not hesitate.

The mobilization of the army was naturally the responsibility of the officers, and Lance only needed to tell them clear orders and tasks.

Baldwin, Junia, and a squad of personal guards entered the hall of the old house.

"I'm saying this for the last time, the next mission is very terrifying, and you will go crazy without even the enemy taking action, so if someone wants to quit, I won't blame you, let alone laugh at you, because this is not what you should bear."

Lance was no longer casual, and said it very seriously, but no one wanted to quit, they were much more determined than Lance imagined.

Loyalty!

As if sensing their beliefs, Lance changed his usual steadiness, and a hideous smile appeared on his face.

"Then strengthen your beliefs and let us kill into hell!"

Without much nonsense, Lance led the team down, and did not see the cultists running out along the way. They passed through the ancient porch and came to the Gate of Oblivion that opened a bloody crack. Everyone was shocked.

That mysterious giant door, that evil aura, that ominous red light...

"Let's go, the real shock is still to come."

Until Lance urged him, he reacted and hurried to catch up.

After passing through the Gate of Oblivion, they were immediately enveloped by the strong discomfort, and they didn't even have time to look at the surrounding situation. The physical discomfort almost made them fall into severe weakness.

Especially the guards, the situation was more serious than Baldwin and Junia.

Lance was not surprised, strength and will determined the resistance to corruption, and it was difficult for the weak to bear.

But it was Lance who stood behind them.

He took out the conch and blew it directly, and at the same time blessed everyone.

The abnormality of the body was quickly soothed, and the faith was re-firmed in the voice.

Now the enemy hasn't seen it yet, how could he fall?

"My body is as hard as iron, my heart is as steel!"

One person's shout was quickly responded to by others, followed by a neat call. Under the terrifying will, the guards quickly adapted.

The guards have a special feature, that is, their will is indestructible beside the lord.

In contrast, Baldwin and his team are legends and have holy relics. Although they began to fall into strangeness, they soon adapted under the power of blessing.

But when looking at everything around, they couldn't help but sigh.

"There is such evil under Hamlet!"

"Have we come to hell?"

"Hahaha! Then I have fought out of hell once, and now I come in again, it feels like going home."

Lance could actually laugh at this time, and his confident and relaxed attitude undoubtedly relieved their pressure.

"Let's go, let me introduce you to the magical elves in my house."

Lance really took them home for a tour, walking on the road he had cleared before, introducing them to those "hell demons".

Ecstasy followers, ascended priests, ascended witches, cult priests, and of course disgusting flesh and blood creatures...