Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

Old Gia took a step forward, picked up sand from the ground and blew the particles towards the massive door fit for giants. Time seems frozen in place, as everyone suddenly developed superpowers that allowed their eyes to zoom in like crazy. Fheeewwwww~

The grains flew with Old Gia's breath, flying magically and breaking apart into various streams that now trailed across the doors like fingers caressing every inch of it. And then, Miguel pushed his glasses in, to watch the sand grains pause their movements before flying crazily towards one direction. And then, they gathered on a particular spot, pushing it in and opening the secret compartment. More grains flew into the compartment and then… Bam! The door began opening, but the grains never left the secret compartment. Old Gia knew why they must stay there until today's work is done. [Everyone]: …(0@0)

I believe in science! I believe in science! I fucking believe in science! I… I… I… "Did that just happen? Please… you all saw what I saw, right?" Another person couldn't help asking as if wanting to validate that he wasn't going insane. Many wiped the sweat off their faces with trembling hands very unsure what to believe anymore. "I… I think I need to sit down." Miguel, an avid believer in Science, suddenly felt woozy and in a daze. A certain terror paralyzed his being when recalling Ashaku's earlier tale. His beliefs were on the cusp of getting shattered, and honestly, he felt like having a smoke..

Reaching for his pockets, Miguel took out a cigarette with insanely shaking hands, brooding the stick to his lips but missing his mouth. He was shaking so hard that the cigarette's end was hitting his chin and sometimes the gap between his lips and his nose. There was so much pressure in his throat that it gave his brain the feeling he was suffocating underwater. Air... Air!...

He fucking needed some air! He pulled at his back short collar, flapping it vigorously, wanting to pump more air around his body.

What does a man have to go around here to get some goddamn air? In just a few seconds, Miguel was drenched from head to toe. Everyone fears the supernatural. Dealing with science, humans, and animals of logic, there isn't much fear. But when dealing with… with… things like monsters, how can he not feel panicked? If.. if… he's not saying it's true… but if, if it was… then, then then… Miguel wants the only one feeling like this. Hitchcoff and The General also had butterflies churning in their bellies. Old Gia's actions alone were like premonitions for what they were about to face. Touching their sides and remembering that they had no guns with them, made the duo feel naked. A dagger? What good can that do to something that massacred their comrades who had strong firepower with them? Just who are these people sent by their superiors? Strange lights flickered in the duo's eyes, and they subconsciously reached out to their daggers. Others also felt impending danger, reaching for their daggers when seeing the giant doors slowly open..

Brammmm~

Like a gateway to another world, the giant doors unhurriedly opened. No one made a sound, not even a cough when watching the scene unfold. Dorian quickly threw out 3 more coins into the darkness ahead. The coins glowed so bright you would think the sun had transported itself into space. It illuminated the bronze and gold surfaces, making the entire place shiny and beautiful… if you overlook the unbelievable piles of courses and blood trails around the place. "What is that?... Augh! It burns!!" Several people took note of the awful stench that couldn't be coming from the corpses. Yes. Even if you leave a million corpses here, it wouldn't smell this bad as what they were smelling.

Now, combining that awful stench with the stench of corpses, only made even the toughest of Commanders gag. Blugh~

You know the scent is terrible when some get tempted to slice their noses off with daggers in their hands. Their eyes also turned teary and their entire bowing felt desolate. Could that be the stench from the worm-like animal? If so, then the animal might be able to kill them off by just its scent. Please, go take a bath. Shower… Jump in a river. Use a truckload of mouth water or bleach to rid yourself of that stench. How can anything smelling so bad manage to keep alive all this time? Have mercy on their noses!

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Some biologists in the group had already assumed it must be the worm creature's doing.. "Touch nothing, if you want to live." Old Gia's words bellowed, making some anxious archeologists withdraw their sticky hands from the objects on the magnificent stands that were still intact. It was amazing that despite all the bloodshed and dead bodies around, these objects on podiums that stood in 2 columns departed by a 12-foot gap, were still intact. And of course, they were as mesmerizing as ever. They had an air of mystery around them that seemed to call into everyone's soul, as though saying: Take me, take me, take me. Gulp~

Many swallowed hard, knowing this was part of the treasures their countries were fighting for. If… they can successfully take one and hide away, won't they win honor to their countries? Some people have already begun developing greedy thoughts. And when they felt no one was watching, they sent their hands forth. "Feeling itchy?" The disciples caught their sticky hands, making these people twist in shame. "Hey… I wasn't going to take it. I only wanted to touch it to see if it's real gold or not!" Sure you were… Some people rolled their eyes, looking at those caught in contempt. Well, they definitely won't say they too wanted to do the same. Everyone else saw these items as treasures, but only the disciples knew that these so-called treasures were rotting bones. Their 3rd eyes never lie.

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