Hand of the Abyss!

The tentacle capable of devouring a person appeared somewhat inadequate on the enormous body of the God of Pigmen, but it did indeed entangle it.

Yet, it was immediately broken free under the terrifying power contained within that Meat Mountain.

The reason was simple, Lance successfully approached the Little Pig, and that guy squealed like a slaughtered pig, calling for the Big Pig to save him.

"Blasphemous creature, burn in the Holy Flame!" Junia roared, and the flame from the torch in her hand erupted with a full and explosive posture.

Judgement!

The flash struck down, the strong power of judgment infused into it, causing the pig’s brain to overload and emit white smoke, and its movements paused momentarily.

Lance seized this opportunity, the Little Pig still wanted to escape, but no matter how loudly it called, no one could save it.

"Shut up!" Lance quickly dashed forward and punched the Little Pig in the face.

The scream abruptly stopped, as the entire pig’s nose became crooked, originally protruding but was smacked back by the punch.

Fortunately, the structure of Pigmen’s bodies destined their protruding mouths to have fewer nerves, otherwise anyone who touched the nose would know that kind of sharp pain.

But it’s still unbearable, the intense pain made it shut its mouth, and Lance held back his strength; otherwise, this punch could have misaligned the pig’s head.

Without waiting for more reactions, Lance grabbed it and threw it away in the direction away from the Big Pig.

"Amanda, catch it!"

Amanda, who was at the front resisting Pigmen, heard this and quickly sped up, swinging the long whip in her hand, wrapping it around mid-air and pulling down the Little Pig.

The long whip turned into a rope, tightly controlling it, and the dizzy Little Pig seemed not to have reacted yet.

Seemingly sensing the Little Pig’s departure, the Big Pig began to appear uneasy, its head-shaking movements seemed to be searching for something.

On the other side, Lance immediately circled to the back of the Big Pig, entering its attack blind spot, and then made a very abstract move—taking out a conch and blowing towards the Big Pig.

The sound poured into its ears, directly causing its movements to pause, as if it had re-entered a dormant state.

"Everyone, retreat over here!"

Lance’s command was strange, but everyone orderly retreated to the area behind the Big Pig.

Due to this decision, the passage entrance began to emerge with a steady stream of Pigmen.

"Wake up the Little Pig, make it scream."

Amanda was puzzled, but still kicked it directly, causing a painful scream.

And the Big Pig was awakened by the sound.

But why is this? Clearly, it was just now barely made to sleep.

This was just the beginning, and more terrifyingly, the sound seemed to affect those Pigmen even more, their demeanor more frenzied, as if trying to fill the entire space, the horrifying pressure feeling suffocating.

Yet facing such a circumstance, Lance remained unfazed.

It’s time to showcase real skills!

Picking up the conch and blowing, and the Big Pig directly wielded the butcher knife, this scene instinctively made them tense, even the highest Boudica dared not approach.

However, the bizarre thing was, the Pigmen God’s butcher knife wasn’t swinging towards them, but those emerging Pigmen.

Mass destruction!

The butcher knife fell, the Pigmen within range had no space to struggle and were chopped to pieces, whether you’re a mob or priest, all turned into a puddle of sludge.

This scene caused quite a panic among the Pigmen, but more Pigmen kept surging from behind, even if they wanted to leave, they couldn’t.

Some smart ones seemed to realize the real key was those humans, so determined to be heroes, they charged.

In response, Lance could only say, bravo!

The conch sound changed, a large hand swept across, just like plowing a field, all Pigmen encountered were flipped over, a particularly unlucky Pigman was squeezed in the hand and smashed down, truly ending up squeezed out between fingers.

The Big Pig continuously wielded the butcher knife and wildly smashed, while the other hand wildly swung, directly preventing any Pigman from getting close.

While the people hiding behind it seemed to understand something.

"Is it protecting us?"

"So it regards us as the Little Pig?"

"This is absolutely ridiculous..."

But more of them had an odd feeling of curiosity, just saying when you’re with the Lord, any strange thing is very reasonable.

"Smash it! Crush it!" Boudica shouted loudly over there, looking like they’re having fun.

Yet for those Pigmen, it was absolute despair, as their god was slaughtering them.

And the Little Pig seemed to wake up, suddenly bursting out a terrifying scream internally, startling everyone, while attempting to break free from the whip’s restraint.

But the people around surrounded it, where do you plan to go?

Amanda endured the discomfort in her ears and tugged the whip, instantly tightening it, choking it.

Realizing it couldn’t escape, the Little Pig actually tried to disturb the Big Pig’s actions, aiming for mutual destruction.

"Interrupt it, make it shut up." Lance didn’t understand Pigmen’s language, but could sense the meaning contained within the sound, immediately stepping forward to interrupt.

And Amanda immediately kicked it over, stepped on the Little Pig’s back, and drew out a flying dagger, pinning the pig’s nose along with its snout to the ground.

The intense pain made it emit an ear-piercing scream, the Big Pig became more violent upon hearing the sound.

Unfortunately, it was those Pigmen who suffered, damn it, I came to save you, yet I received heavier attacks?

How important is the God of Pigmen to those Pigmen anyway?

After all, until now those Pigmen dared not attack the God of Pigmen, but they kept trying to destroy Lance and his group.

Only under Lance’s control did the God of Pigmen desperately protect them; as their god fought for the enemy, who knows what those Pigmen were thinking now.

Anyway, Lance was quite happy.

The degenerates created by ancestors shouldn’t even exist in this world.

Hahaha! All of you, die!

Lance directly exerted his full effort, the sound emitted from the conch surprisingly had some resemblance to the Little Pig’s scream.

End them!

Imitating the Little Pig’s sound infused into the Pig God’s brain, directly plunging into rage, whether it’s the butcher knife in its hand or the randomly swung arm, directly created unprecedented slaughter.

Broken limbs and flesh flew, the flowing blood even already formed streams, the floor covered with a layer of corpses.

And this was still the result of Lance constantly dividing his attention for sacrifices, surprisingly even unable to keep up with the efficiency of the slaughter.

One can only imagine how brutal the Pig God was when attacking its own kind, even Lance found it unbearable, because shredded flesh made sacrifices difficult!

The faith of the Pigmen was undergoing a test...

Lance could sense those Pigmen were actually thinking of retreating, really being scared by their god.

But how could this be?

If they all fled, when could Lance kill them all?

The sound of the conch changed at once, a grand majestic sound released, covering the entire space.

Those originally despondent Pigmen’s spirits soared, unexpectedly stimulated with a feeling of encouragement.

Because in front of their eyes was no longer that tragic scene, the illusion had engulfed them, their god prompted them to launch an attack on a lump of Meat Mountain.

In an instant, every Pigman passed the mental judgment—ruthless!

A new chaotic battle began, they abandoned fear, with only slaughter in their hearts.

The largest monster at the scene became their enemy, even those Pigmen who previously didn’t dare attack the God of Pigmen desperately launched an attack, because now what appeared in front of them was the enemy.

And it was then Lance abandoned controlling the God of Pigmen, after all, controlling this big guy was very difficult, even for Lance, creating two kinds of illusions at once was very hard.

"Retreat, get far away."

Lance led the team to retreat, the group seemingly not part of it, completely ignored by Pigmen.

Lost control, the God of Pigmen showed a moment of sluggishness, seemed a bit puzzled about the situation.

But when the Pigmen’s rusty butcher knives, hooks, sharp blades, bone hammers, even vomit, and all sorts falling upon it, directly enraged it.

A new battle began...