Our Family Has Fallen

Chapter 1083: Chapter 601: God of Pigmen

No priests tried to use sorcery, but Lance blew the conch directly at them. The power contained in the sound instantly interrupted their spellcasting, while Lance could still multitask by firing his gun.

No need to reload, he alone was like an army, the continuous gunfire showcased terrifying firepower.

The pigman priests on the other side were beyond crying, leaving only the pitiful squeals of pigs.

Even if bullets aren’t lethal, being interrupted at this time is enough to lead to death.

Grenades, incendiary bottles, conches, muskets—all the means were unleashed without holding back.

Thus, the dozen priests and hunters guarding the God of Pigmen were suppressed by the Lord alone.

What?

This is just the beginning, if you play like this, I’ll have to report you.

At this moment, the pigmen outside haven’t even arrived, while those inside are almost all dead.

This makes others feel somewhat magical, as if even without their presence, it wouldn’t matter.

Anyone who has fought alongside the Lord would never have any objections to his decisions because he is a god!

While during this time, the pigmen outside swarmed out of the passage, distracting the team’s attention.

”Waaagh!!!”

Boudica roared and charged forward, completely frenzied!

Baldwin also picked up the broken sword standing before him, the luminous glow around him displayed formidable power, and no pigman could withstand his powerful sword strikes, even the armor nailed to them only slightly hindered, but in the end, the heavy sword blade would still tear it apart.

Paracelsus endlessly threw all sorts of peculiar potions at the pigmen, causing confusion, corrosion, dizziness, blindness, control, and other strange effects.

No one knows what she’ll pull out next from her bag, but it is definitely the enemy’s nightmare.

Junia continuously projected flashes, and the torch in her hand grew brighter due to the feedback of power.

Flames always require fuel, and now the lives of those pigmen serve as fuel.

Everyone was going all out, with a few at the front blocking, and those in the rear delivering various attacks, striking at the emerging pigmen, effectively holding them at bay for the time being.

As for the interior.

After Lance dealt with the Misty Cave Hunters guarding the Pigmen with a series of initial moves, he abandoned the shield, advanced to sacrifice the corpses, with his target placed on the small pig beside the Pig God.

The big pig has no eyes and relies entirely on the little pig for direction; controlling the little pig turns the big pig into an immobile Meat Mountain.

The small pig went crazy seeing Lance charging at it; as the smartest piglet, it wouldn’t surrender easily. It immediately waved the flag in its hands toward Lance, issuing a high-pitched scream.

Finish this!

The bewildered Meat Mountain seemed to sense something, and instantly swung its giant cleaver towards the direction the small pig pointed at.

Destroy the body!

What seemed like a clumsy motion was actually an illusion. In reality, its speed was swift, creating an almost unavoidable feeling—as if one was being locked onto.

But Lance was no ordinary person; he easily escaped that eerie aura.

No one wants to take that hit; even Lance dared not, immediately running to dodge.

The next second, the giant cleaver slammed into the ground heavily, causing the entire cave to tremble, and leaving a deep pit in the ground—exaggerating a bit, people could lie down inside.

Such terrifying power, even if it lacks a blade edge, just touching it could turn someone into a meatloaf, genuinely destroying the body. Even Lance wasn’t confident in facing it head-on.

Lance was grateful for not getting overconfident; if he had tried to show off and take it head-on, he might find himself in a coffin.

Fortunately, he was agile, and no matter how strong the big pig’s power was, as long as it couldn’t touch him, it was useless.

After dodging, Lance did not linger but instead advanced towards the small pig.

In the game, the God of Pigmen boss has a unique mechanism; one must not kill the small pig first, or else the big pig would directly enter a berserk state.

But now, Lance was going against the norm, capturing the small pig first, intending to use it to compel the big pig.

”Squeak!”

The small pig let out a shrill scream upon seeing Lance approaching, a sound seemingly imbued with a power enough to make souls tremble.

But Lance’s will was as firm as iron, unaffected.

However, the small pig’s urgent cries excited the big pig, which stretched out its empty hand to randomly grab at Lance.

Frenzied swaying!

The pig’s hand spread its five fingers wider than a person, catching someone would be like catching a small mouse, not to mention the sharp claws at the fingertips, resembling more a monster than a pig’s hand.

Lance was temporarily forced to retreat, escaping; there was no way, this move’s range was too large, if caught and squeezed, it could certainly crush the life out.

One person couldn’t break through, but he wasn’t alone.

Distracted briefly, observing everyone fiercely battling at the passageway, Lance raised his hand and signaled them, refreshing their statuses with a Bless, healing minor injuries easily.

Simultaneously, he called for fire support.

”Someone use control skill to hold the big pig for me!”

Alhazred sensed the turbulent power within him and the strange gaze vanishing, turned back to look toward Lance, raising his hands to lift the Skull Candleholder.

A mighty force erupted, the candleholder floated in the air, the skeletons’ eyes emitted fierce beams.

The large pig’s massive shadow cast on the ground seemed to come alive, squirming, and then extended numerous tentacles entwining upward.