Was there a need to say such nonsense?
Chown grumbled in his heart. Wasn't it clear that they were being targeted at at this moment and in this situation? Did they need to specifically remind them?
But this was probably some kind of strange ritual. Anyway, after the leader said this, he pulled out his short sword.
— If that thing was his weapon.
It did not look like an ordinary thing.
Previously, he had heard that the Wizard in Egypt did not like to use magic wands. They had learned to cast spells without wands since they were young, and they had also learned to use many other weapons. Now it seemed that it was true.
And then, in the image, these people pulled out their weapons one after another and looked toward a corner.
"What are they looking at?"
Jon hissed softly and asked in confusion.
"That place, isn't it empty?"
From a third person's point of view, there was nothing in the direction that those people were guarding. But from the subjective perspective of the person involved, it was not like that.
"It's the illusion created by the thing playing the pipa. And it's probably not an illusion. It should be something like a projection. But you're using water vapor to transmit, so there's no way to completely restore the light and shadow effect there … The place is too far away. If I can intervene, I should be able to restore it more clearly."
"That's … It's not necessary. We just need to take a look at the general situation. There's no need to personally get involved. Now is very good."
Overlapping with Jon's voice was another clear female voice in the image.
"Don't worry about what it is," the female voice said. "Let's go and take a look. It's not like we haven't seen this kind of ghost in the past. After so many years of traveling, what kind of ghost haven't I been to? You can't scare me by pretending to be a ghost here. "
Although she said so, this person did not move at all.
Instead, behind her, a cold middle-aged man squeezed the long spear in his hand and walked forward.
The girl was right. After so many years of traveling, they had roughly seen all kinds of things. No matter how strange it was, even if it was a real ghost, as long as the source was destroyed, there would be no danger.
Unfortunately, was that really the case?
The middle-aged man who walked forward held a weak lamp in one hand and a spear in the other. He walked in front of them and extended the tip of the spear.
Then, he made a lifting motion.
"This action is probably similar to pulling open a curtain," Luo Hua explained. He was good at using long weapons like this, so he knew how to scout. "This person, or rather this group of people, should be looking at a door or something else. At the very least, it should be covered by a curtain. That's why he pulled open the curtain to see who was behind it.
However, I don't think this is a very good decision because it is a bit rash. If you want to see who is behind you, there are many ways. There is no need to personally go. Moreover, in such a dangerous environment, every wrong step could cost you your life. It is indeed not a wise choice. "
He was right, because in the image, the flame in the small oil lamp in the man's hand suddenly went out.
The flames were extinguished very quickly, without a sound.
Like a tide, darkness gathered from all directions. In Jon's image, there was only darkness. They could vaguely hear one or two soft screams, but the sound was very different from the sound just now. This was under the effect of Cecatrice's voice enhancement. If it wasn't for her enhancement, they probably wouldn't have been able to hear these screams at all.
They chose the wrong place.
"This temple and the surrounding alleys should be the main body of the Fiendish Demon living here. When they entered this area, they had already entered the hunting range of the Fiendish Demon, so no matter how they struggled, it was futile. It's just a pity that they didn't have enough equipment."
Cecatly was no longer interested in looking at the scene on the screen. The image was very clear, and there was no turning back. The woman who had spoken had disappeared, and the man who had been leading the group was also silent in the darkness. There was no trace of him at all.
When the darkness in the image dissipated, the light at the entrance of the temple once again illuminated this small area. There was no one left.
Two lonely maple leaves were scattered in front of the courtyard. It was as if a shy woman had just broken the maple leaves here and left two of them unintentionally.
In the lantern, the candlelight was light.
The sound of the pipa rang out again.
But this time, no one was attracted by the pipa sound. It was as if a long day had just begun. The pipa sound spread far away, but this time.
No one heard it.
… …
Lova and the other two had fallen asleep on the sofa.
After a long mental struggle and Cecatrice's mental invasion, this was the first time the three of them had fallen asleep.
A good sleep could help them recover their mental strength, so Jon didn't disturb them.
Cecatrice had closed her eyes and started to cultivate her magic and recover her soul strength. She didn't know what she had found.
As for Jon, he was fiddling with the image and the crystal water ball in front of him. He still hadn't given up on this. Anyway, there was nothing else to do during the long night. He didn't want to sleep, so he might as well watch more.
Listening and watching more would help him understand the various strange phenomena in this world.
After all, he wasn't Cecatrice. He didn't have enough knowledge about this world.
Because of this, he was able to see the person who had returned after a long wait.
But this time, it seemed to be different.
In the darkness.
Someone stepped on the light.
Walking on this piece of land, this young girl carried a scimitar on her body.
The curved sword reflected the light like a full moon.
In such a dense horror and darkness, the girl ignored the surging malice in the surroundings. She also didn't care about the scattered and strange voices.
It was as if she didn't hear them at all.
She slowly and heavily walked to the entrance of the temple. She gently held the hilt of the curved sword and bowed.
On the hilt of her curved sword, strange inscriptions could be seen clearly.
Jon had seen this symbol before. It was on a tourism brochure before they came in. The symbol was branded on a huge pyramid. It was the symbol in front of him now.
It was exactly the same.
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