Novel Bin Chapter 536 What Could Have Done This?
Chapter 536 What Could Have Done This?
It sure was shiny. The coin, blessed with the Moon\'s bluish hues, still shined with a mysterious golden light.
All they saw was Dorian, holding the coin and murmuring to it, before calmly flicking it down the tomb\'s stairway entrance. Brmmm!~
Everyone jumped back like cats out of water when they saw the stairway light up. (0_0)
What did they just see? "I believe in science. I believe in science! I believe in science!"
Many spoke these words in a trance, wondering if they had now caught cataract at their current ages. Or else how can they see such a bizarre scene? Many had not even noticed that everyone here was now speaking and hearing the same language. Who has time to repeat everything in over 30 languages? A simple spell cast made them understand and even speak the same language. However, the spell would only last for 24 hours. After that, they\'ll speak in the languages they normally do. At the same time. Everyone was given strange rectangular pieces of brown paper.
What was this? What were they supposed to do with this garbage paper? Some were about to throw the paper away when Dorian\'s calm but cold voice bellowed. "To live, you best keep that on you at all times." "_" Dorian\'s voice sent chills down their spines, making many quickly place the papers in their chest pockets. Well, there were no trash bins around so they\'ll just keep the papers so as not to litter. They refuse to admit it was them bowing in defeat.
(V^V)
Hitchcoff didn\'t know why, but his insides kept churning when thinking of Harvey and Ashaku\'s tale. Logic said it was impossible. But these people believed the duo.
And what was that magic trick they saw when Dorian threw the coin in?
"Sir…" "I know," The General cut in. "I know what you\'re thinking, but I can\'t believe it is true. There must be a scientific explanation for it all." Dr. Miguel, who overheard them, also had similar thoughts to Hitchcoff. From the beginning to the end, the whole thing was strange… too strange! And his friend Ashaku, did you truly see what you said? Why do these strangers believe you so much? What was real and what was fake? Miguel lowered his head, now lost in thought. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Ashaku and Harvey were standing directly behind Dorian. They were the 2 the Tomb Monster wanted the most right now.
They were the only things stopping the tomb monster from gaining full strength and leaving the tomb for good. Who asked them to be present when the strange objects were touched earlier? At that precise moment, an evil surge bellowed, marking all living things in the space. They were marked and must have their blood sucked out dry for the creature to regain its full strength and form. It wanted them and would sense their presence when they stepped into the tomb. The duo felt bitter, wondering why their luck was so bad. Others win a lottery of a million dollars. And they win the death lotteries, a one-way ticket to having their blood sucked out. Leaving try and shriveled corpses behind. Yey~... How fun. (-_-)
… Like that, Dorian took his first step in, knowing Old Gia and the others had given everyone protective talisman papers. In total, there were 86 of them heading down: Half were ordinary and the other half was Dorian\'s group. Indeed it was quite a large group, but Dorian didn\'t mind. Step by step, they headed down the ancient stony path. No need for glow sticks, Dorian\'s coin was more than enough illumination for them. Many were so focused on not missing a step on the ancient stairs, that they didn\'t even notice the coin before them was levitating.
On each step, a disciple and an ordinary person could be seen going down. So far, so good. Nothing had happened, and the space was only filled with knee-deep silence, except for the sounds of their footsteps. They should be happy that their journey, although at a start, was very uneventful. Yet, the strings of silence only made their hearts grow frail by the second. Cobwebs, spiders crawling on the walls, the mystic of the ancient glyphs on the walls… everyone gave them a faint sense of unrest.
Din. Din. Din. Din. Din. Din~
Their footsteps moved in rhythm.
"Watch your step." Ah!- One of them almost tripped, but was helped by a disciple on the same step as him. Can he say he was panicked about coming down here without any firearms? All he had was a dagger, and even he knew it wouldn\'t be enough. The fresh blood on the stairway and the chunky meaty pieces, made him understand the cruelty of the situation. So… so whatever had killed the many groups that went in, had gone as far as climbing these steps to kill them all? It\'s odd that it could reach these steps, but couldn\'t leave the tomb. Could it be that it loved the tomb\'s cool temperatures so much that it refused to go out? In no time, they reached the stairway\'s bottom, only to see limbs and body parts scattered around. There was blood on the walls, and military attires shredded to bits down here. Too horrible! Many felt their legs give way when looking at the gruesome deaths of their comrades. This... this... What sort of animal can do such a thing? Not even a lion\'s mouth can leave a gruesome sight behind. Now, they came face to face with that giant double-sided door Ashaku praised back then. It was amazing how whoever did this, knew how to close and open the door after finishing its meal.
Do you like privacy so much? The door was the famous Bayachum\'s work. To open the door, one needed to find the pattern on it that would lead to a secret compartment.
Then, you send your hand in, pull a lever, and Open Sesame, you\'ve done it. "Sirs, should I…"
Ashaku wanted to volunteer to open the door since he was the most familiar with it. But what happened next was something Ashaku swore he would never forget in his life.