Our Family Has Fallen

Chapter 1334: Chapter 725: Legion Secrets

The legion, a group shrouded in mystery, whether it be the ancient empire legends or their uniquely extraordinary abilities, is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Not to mention that to stabilize the situation, Hamlet has greatly hyped it up, attributing to the legion the identity of being custodians of the ancient empire’s secrets.

Too many people wanted to approach the legion to gain more information, but alas, under Barton’s strict guard, no outsider has been able to meet the legion.

For Lance, although he knew most of it was rumors, the legion still held many secrets worthy of meeting face to face.

”I’ve never seen those people take off their armor, and they don’t eat, falling into a long slumber, they don’t look like humans from any angle.”

”Wouldn’t it be alright if they stood with us?”

Lance listened to the warning implicit in Barton’s introduction, smiled, and simply said a sentence.

During the retreat, the legion also stood with the team multiple times, regardless of their purpose, that was enough.

”But they are unwilling to communicate with the outside world and have not responded to our inquiries.”

Earlier, saying that they went to meet the legion, but in fact, not a word was spoken between the two sides, just turned around and left, no wonder Barton felt embarrassed by this situation.

Lance didn’t speak, everything would be dealt with after the meeting.

Outside that standalone house, there were two squads of soldiers on guard, almost surrounding it, but many people around were watching closely.

Entering inside, one could see a very strange behavior, they indeed seemed to have fallen into a slumber, but not lying down, instead standing, like statues.

It was noticeable that their armor had obvious marks, no wonder people said it was broken.

Lance raised his hand to use the Bless to awaken the legion from their slumber; the gaze projected from beneath the mask was as cold as that of the dead.

”I am the Lord of Hamlet, it seems you need help.”

Lance didn’t mind, to him, as long as there’s consciousness, there’s a possibility of communication.

The Romani have a spirit communication ritual, capable of building a bridge between consciousnesses; Amanda demonstrated this ability in several interrogations.

Although Lance couldn’t perform it, he had heard that the legion couldn’t speak, so he had already got a spirit board from Amanda’s hands, and with the Enchanting Voice, he could still communicate.

Barton didn’t understand what the Lord did, only seeing him quickly turn to give a signal.

”Go fetch some death row inmates.”

There could be unrest in the city, similarly here in the town as well, but due to the early intervention of the army, many reckless ones were directly captured.

Some of these people were crazy on their own, and of course, some had instructions behind them.

But it didn’t matter anymore, once they were brought in, the leader of the legion went forward, pulled out his broadsword, and stabbed it into their bodies.

It was like some ritual was triggered, their flesh withered, not a drop of blood flowed out as they turned into mummified corpses, undoubtedly they were the sacrifices.

One could see the legion’s damaged, dented armor and notched broadsword, seemingly rejuvenate as if they were living beings.

Such a scene surprised Lance a bit, the living armor somewhat similar to his Black Armor.

No, it seemed the legion and the armor were one... draining life force as replenishment; however, slicing skeletons did not seem to restore them, they probably needed to kill living beings.

Even so, killing to recover health, coupled with their tireless bodies, was indeed somewhat absurd.

Indeed, the magical aspect of supernatural powers was far from his full understanding.

Using several death row inmates as sacrifices, under the ritual repair, the legion’s condition quickly improved, they seemed like a whole, something linking them together.

”You can go, communicating with them is a bit troublesome.” Lance waved to signal Barton to leave, then turned to the legion indicating, ”Now tell me why you are here.”

Unknown how long since they last communicated with people, but the leader’s consciousness was very clear, he didn’t even care if others knew his intentions.

Very straightforwardly stated that he was here to hunt down a vile existence.

”That guy can live for so long?”

[We haven’t perished; its presence awakened us, right on this land]

Lance had also gotten used to their peculiar, sometimes inverted information, but it didn’t matter, he roughly interpreted it as they weren’t dead, and naturally, the target wasn’t dead either.

However, the latter part made Lance a bit wary, the legion coming to Hamlet wasn’t a coincidence, they were awakened by the target’s presence, and it was pointing right here.

”Are you saying that guy is in Hamlet?”

Although Lance was willing to accept Transcendents, he was mindful, hadn’t he looked for an opportunity to knock some sense into the Legendary Mage Alviss?

Such an ancient monster living who knows how many years really made him uneasy; what if an undead scourge was unleashed in Hamlet?

Unfortunately, the legion didn’t know either, the presence quickly disappeared, they could only choose to come here, it was only after coming here that they found out that the ruins had been occupied by the undead.

This ridiculously intricate situation rendered Lance speechless, but truly speaking, after sorting through his thoughts, Lance really remembered something.

Dismas’s enemy, what was the name of that jerk? Lance couldn’t be bothered to remember these small fry, unaware if he was dead or alive, anyway, he was thrown into an asylum for Dismas to interrogate.