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Chapter 133 Altars and Statues

On a rainy night, thunder flashed, and Ivan suddenly woke up from his sleep.

Looking around the dark and empty room, he tightly frowned, feeling an indescribable irritability.

Not only because of the distorted feeling that everything seemed wrong that had surfaced in the past two days, but also because he seemed to faintly feel some kind of call from afar in his sleep just now.

The call is faintly visible, faint like an illusion, but when you close your eyes and meditate, it is so clear...
Ai Wen thought about it, and felt that he was destined to not be able to sleep anyway, so he might as well go and see if there was really something.

Immediately got up and changed his clothes, he went downstairs, walked to the door alone without disturbing other investigators, picked up a black umbrella placed at the door, and said hello to the old servant who was woken up, Ivan Wearing a windbreaker, I walked into the pattering rain.

Ruoyin Ruowu's call still continued, intermittently guiding his direction.

In the dark night, Aiwen's figure was like a ghost, quickly passing through the entire city, climbing over the not-so-high city wall, stepping through the muddy grass full of water, and walking into the dense forest full of tall trees.
Until finally, Aiwen came to the entrance of a natural cave.

"Have I been here before?"

He looked at this dark hole hidden among the mountains and forests strangely, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became.

But when I think about it carefully, I really can't remember that I have the memory of being here.

"Maybe it's because I've been to a similar place before, or it's just an illusion?"

Ignoring the sense of familiarity, Aiwen carefully put away the umbrella and put it in the corner of the cave entrance, covered it with branches, and walked into the cave step by step with a one-handed long sword kindly provided by the "local tyrant" .

There is no one in the cave tunnel, only some fires are burning silently.

He didn't see thirteen mysterious people in black robes until he reached the end, a huge natural stalactite hall.

These people were standing in the running water submerged at the depth of their ankles, bowing their heads and praying silently, and there was a huge stone altar that seemed to have nothing placed in front of them.

If he encounters such a scene in the Silithus plane, under normal circumstances Ivan can already conclude that this is a group of cultists, and he will either turn around and draw his sword and prepare to kill people, or notify the undead to "close the door and let the dogs out."

But in this world, the current situation is a very strange scene.

Because these people did not place "sacrifices".

After a group of fellow investigators popularized science, Aiwen now has a general understanding of the "god" in this dungeon.

To put it simply, this is a group of guys who don't care about illusory things like faith, but are extremely focused on offering flesh and blood.

The best sacrifices for cultists are mostly human hearts and human heads. Even if they don't get them, they will have to get some cattle, sheep and livestock to be slaughtered at the last time.

In this kind of belief environment, a group of cultists prayed to the evil gods but did not offer tributes. This is simply unimaginable, and it is no different from provocation!
It’s okay if they didn’t succeed, but if they really got lucky and communicated with some evil god, it would be an extraordinary disaster. Such an unprofessional performance is enough to make them be punished by the god they believe in!

"Is it because of the angle that I didn't see it?"

It really felt a little wrong, and Aiwen moved closer silently to change the angle, and now the entire cave hall was within his line of sight.

Undoubtedly, in front of a group of people was a stone altar that he could see about two-thirds of the area, which seemed to be very old, but after it was not blocked by obstacles, Aiwen found that it was really not empty.

In the very center of the huge altar, there is actually a statue that is not big, but the material seems to be very old at first glance.

However, when someone focused on the shape of this statue, Ivan, who was still wondering why he felt a certain call here, suddenly shook his whole body, and exclaimed crazily in his heart
--"This is impossible!"

Because the appearance of that sculpture is more than [-]% similar to the king * Zombie Tyrannosaurus!
That's right, it's not ZombieGreymon, but the unique king*ZombieGreymon after his transformation!
From top to bottom, his sharp eyes lingered slightly on the bony undead crown, the oriental-style full-body scale armor, and the two-handed sword behind which replaced the missile.

Although I don’t know why I saw it here, Ivan is very sure that this is definitely himself in some form!

"How is this going?"

He forced himself to calm down and continued to hide in the corner to see what these people would do next.

After more than 20 minutes, a group of unidentified guys finally finished praying.

After neatly finishing the last prayer of "may death be with us", the leading old man with a hooked nose suddenly stood up and took out a wooden box from his arms.

With the help of the firelight, you can see a translucent crystal ball placed inside.

He held up the wooden box, as if holding some sacred object, and placed it in the center of the altar, at the foot of the statue.

And looking at all this, Ai Wen couldn't help but a name that seemed familiar but unfamiliar appeared in his heart.
"The color of the stars?"

He whispered softly, feeling as if he remembered something, but in the end his memory was still blank. However, his monthly flashback, at this moment, a group of cultists suddenly made a new move
——They actually transformed!

That's right, right in front of Ivan's eyes, a group of guys who were human before suddenly turned into a group of monsters that resembled a fusion of ghosts and skeleton monsters!

But when they value them, someone not only doesn't feel any disgust in his heart, but instead has a slight sense of intimacy, as if watching
——My closest servant?
A group of transformed monsters flew into the air, and quickly disappeared through the wall. After waiting for a while, it was found that these guys did not show signs of returning, and Ivan finally walked out from the dark.

He silently walked to the altar, looked straight at the one-meter-high statue of the Zombie Tyrannosaurus, and then reached out to pick up the translucent crystal ball.

The moment he picked it up, a hazy idea of ​​intimacy suddenly came from the crystal ball, which made Aiwen stunned.

This thing seems to be alive?
"Is this an egg?"

Looking at this thing that looked like a translucent crystal ball in some strange way, he finally decided to put it back in the box and take it away.

With this only gain in mind, Ivan turned back silently at the end of leaving the cave hall, took a deep look at the quietly standing statue for the last time, and turned to leave.
And at the moment when his figure was completely inside the cave, the statue suddenly quietly turned into ashes all over the sky, dissipated in the breeze, leaving no trace.
As if it never happened.
　For the fast forward of the last chapter, some friends seem a little dissatisfied?Then I will make up for everyone ^_^
　　
　
(End of this chapter)