Chapter 1087: Chapter 603: Breeding Proposal
The grand performance orchestrated by Lance came to an end, and his slightly manic demeanor also subsided, returning to his usual serious appearance.
He took out the map to discuss the next task with everyone. It was simple: just keep slaughtering pigs.
Lance and his team came directly here; no one knew if there was a Pigman breeding chamber or similar situations in the complex Beast Lair.
To this, Lance’s attitude was very clear: send all pigs big and small to Hell; if it’s alive, cut it in half, and if it’s dead, stab it one more time.
"Hamlet does not allow the existence of these grotesque and twisted monsters, and I will not allow Pigmen to harm anyone in Hamlet’s place again.
This is a war between humans and monsters, a war without negotiation; there are no humans here except us. Don’t forget, Pigmen were created by the evil cult, so you know what to do, right?"
What Lance meant was very clear: aside from them, those in the Beast Lair were not considered human.
This was a very familiar tactic, simply putting a label on it.
If you dare not make a move, I’ll label those guys as heretics, so killing them is no longer stressful.
"If anyone is tired, they can return first." Lance did not intend to force them; he still gave them an out. Anyone who didn’t want to continue could just leave.
Who were the people present?
War criminals, robbers, killers, mercenaries, barbarians, sorcerers...
Whose hands were not stained with blood?
Killing a few pigs or some people, who would feel pressured?
In all fairness, only Junia and Baldwin came from cleaner backgrounds.
But Junia was not a saint; on the contrary, her actions were very ruthless. The hatred of heretics instilled by the Church was very applicable here.
She considered the twisted creatures like Pigmen as blasphemies that must be eliminated. Even without Lance’s personal charm, she would definitely support the pig slaughtering operation.
As for Baldwin...
In fact, he was not indecisive either and had no objections to killing pigs. On the contrary, he had just killed even more Pigmen than others.
As a former king, Baldwin knew clearly that Lance was right; the existence of Pigmen had severely threatened the safety of Hamlet residents, and this expansion posed a risk to all humanity.
At that time, he couldn’t bear to see ordinary people being ravaged by Pigmen but had no compassion for the Pigmen. Now, he also had the courage to eliminate enemies for humanity.
No one expressed any intention to quit, and the team quickly recovered after a short rest and continued their operation against the Pigmen.
Lance did not join them but let them act on their own.
You can’t have the boss working all the time, right? Otherwise, what’s the point of keeping them on?
Then Paracelsus approached him and asked a very strange question alone.
"Why haven’t we seen a Flesh Devourer?"
The doctor came over because the previously collected materials had run out, but the problem was that he hadn’t seen anything like what Lance described.
Plus, they hadn’t seen any during the intense fight just now, so obviously, it wasn’t on the same side as the Pigmen.
However, if you want to know where the Flesh Devourer is, this question really stumped Lance.
"Uh... the last two encounters were also very unexpected situations." Lance hesitated slightly, just about to make a run for it when the doctor put pressure on him.
"The materials have run out, and without materials, there’s nothing I can do."
"I understand, I understand. I’ll figure something out." Lance was also very concerned about this, as that was a blood vial, and getting one meant never worrying again.
After receiving a definite answer, Paracelsus had no intention of wasting more words and turned his gaze to the God of Pigmen.
But she knew clearly that Lance would not allow her to study such dangerous things, so she blended into the group.
As the three teams continued separately to clear out Pigmen, Lance set his sights on the enormous body of the God of Pigmen.
This ancestor used countless flesh to create a container in an attempt to summon the "Great Being" from the Otherworld.
Although the ancestor failed, Lance still hoped for something good.
Sacrifice!
The Void Devourer came, the massive Meat Mountain unable to resist, disappearing completely in a breath, leaving an empty ground.
Originally, Lance thought there would be a big fight, considering it involved an Otherworldly existence.
But now it seemed he overthought it.
The gifts from the sacrifice gave Lance a long-lost feeling because it was a trait.
His body felt a surge of great power, the already robust physique seemingly further enhanced, with his control over the body even surpassing human limits.
[Demigod Physique] A stronger body to house an even stronger soul.
Seeing the new entry on the panel, Lance seemed to understand something.
A demigod’s body naturally could not accommodate a god’s soul, no wonder the ancestor failed.
However, this was also evidence of the ancestor’s exploration of using flesh to house divine power.
It’s probably because even the most perfect creation failed that the ancestor chose another way to steal the power of the Primordial God.
More interestingly, the panel’s [Divinity] section directly displayed as 4.
What this meant, Lance was not sure.
This probably had something to do with the Otherworldly existence imprisoned in the Pig God’s body?
