Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

5 hours later, everyone stepped out of the tomb with dull faces. "Sir, sir! Are you hurt? Do you need assistance?"

Those who were painting waiting for them here were already jumping towards them with all their might. They were happy to see everyone in tip top shape, with no registered deaths, but it still made them feel uneasy, especially after watching the group come out with heavy faces. Did they miss something? Has the animal/worm insect underground been killed or not? (?w?)

Everyone outside had a thousand questions, but dared not cough them all out at once.

Never in their lives have they seen their superiors look so ashen and pale.

"Please sirs, madams, parch your throats with this."

Several people hurried to their superior's sides, with thin and slender sandy camouflage box-shaped military water containers.

Unscrewing the top, many took big sips, still saying nothing.

[Onlookers]: Is it okay if they grab their leaders by their necks and shake the information out of them to death?

Everyone was still stumped, but only walked behind their leaders while leaving the tomb's front entrance. But what was this? Throwing their heads behind their shoulders, they didn't know how to react when they saw Dorian raise his hands, sending a fierce light shooting on the tomb's doors. "Grandmaster?..." "No one will be able to go in. And should the portal get activated, I will know." Dorian calmly examined, knowing many of them were wondering what he did just now. Of course, once they leave the premises, he will set up a protective array that confuses those who try to find the tomb's location. Many people will be going around in circles, and will definitely be sent towards the city which is various sandy miles away. However, his formation allowed demons and other underworld creatures to bypass the formations and head for the tomb. It's just that he would be notified of their presence. Dorian knew that those 5 he defeated should be the prime people tasked with ensuring Hotanzi unleashing the plague to the world. And if they fail, a backup team will be present. It was best to leave things as they were, like a trap to keep luring these creatures here. This was also one of the reasons why he didn't eliminate all demonic auras and evil objects in the tomb. After exorcizing the creatures, he let out 'clues', insinuating that Hotanzi might have broken out and was now roaming around the world. When they see that Hotanzi's woman was no longer there and her coffin was also missing, they might conclude he took her out too. Who doesn't know how desperate Hotanzi has been for some fresh air out of his tomb all these years?

What's more, they also knew that although Hotanzi would definitely fulfill his promise to Prince Beelzebub, they also knew that he would also try finding other ways to get his beloved's soul from Beelzebub's grasp. Such was life. All Hotanzi lived for was that wretched female mortal he adored to no end. They as Underworld creature's couldn't understand how one can be so obsessed with another, even after death. Makes no sense to them. Dorian had created a perfect misunderstanding for them, eliminating all traces of fleeting heavenly auras in the space. Understand that until he became strong enough to travel Beelzebub, he cannot do anything to that blood portal.

Shows over. Everyone headed to the tents that were now moved far away from the tomb earlier in the day after Dorian and his disciples arrived. …

Thack! Thack! Thack!~

The sounds of dancing flames flickering slightly in the desert echoed through the ears of a fee. Apart from this steady sound of burning wood, only utter silence engulfed the space. Everyone's heart was still in disarray, trying to fully absorb all that happened in the tomb. Phoooow~

A whiff of thick smoke floated in the air, as Obediah parted his lips, holding the thin cigarette with a heavy heart. His eyes focused on Old Gia and a few others. As for the Grandmaster, he was seated cross-legged, floating slightly above the sand not too far away from them. When Obediah found out that the 2nd lead man before him was old Gia, he was so dumbfounded, he was at a loss for words. Who can tell him why Old Gia who was said to have Gray hair, and in his early elderly years, was now looking even better than him? Look at that straight back, full long luscious hair… Sure, one can still see 1 or 2 strands of grayish golden hairs, but it still looked like cool highlights, or like the sun's rays glistening on his dark hairs. Understand that even the most physically fit and good looking man at old Gia's age, still showed signs of aging, having crow wrinkles along their eyes, and even their abs and bodies have slightly loose skin because of aging. But look at Old Gia? His skin looked soft, right and firm like a child's. It was so tight, with no creases or lines. And you want him not to get blown out of his socks because of this? Obediah sighed. If it were other times, Obediah would be fawning over Old Gia, stuttering to no end. But with all he went through and the current ominous situation now hovering around them, his brain could only focus on one thing… and that was the fact that his ancestors, the humans before him, as well as the present humans, had placed too much fate on Science!!! What did he hear? That these monsters were all over the world everywhere they went? Then in the end, was there any place actually safe enough for them to reside in? Here they were fighting wars against other humans when these creatures were roaming around, killing them left, right and center? "Are you serious? The missing live streamers were sucked into a hidden world, where humans from hundreds and hundreds of years ago were also there with them?" "Incredible! You said the famous missing Emperor Arthur's remnants and items were also discovered there? What? He had a handwritten letter also kept in place, waiting for the day he would get rescued?".

Tsk. Hundreds and hundreds of years have gone by, with no signs of rescue until Old Gia's people broke in. This alone made many question the multiple unsolvable cases in their territories, that didn't make sense at all. 'Could it be the handwork of these creatures?'

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