Because the stone statue of Meredith Segar, the guardian of the underworld, was too scary, Peter and the others focused all their flashlights on it.
In their team, except for Peter and the Consul, who were Chinese, the others were foreigners. They had been influenced by various religions since they were young. When they saw this pagan statue that looked no different from the devil, they could not help but feel nervous. They even prayed to the god they had forgotten for many years.
The Consul and the Colonel were outside dealing with the explosives. The scholar was fascinated by the stone statue, and the others were absent-minded. Only Peter noticed the abnormality in the smoke.
"What is it …"
He wanted to ask, "Who is it?", but he swallowed the last word because he was afraid that it would not be a good thing if he asked that question. No one had been to the pyramid for two thousand years, but someone else had appeared. This could no longer be described as a supernatural event …
The moment he said that, he turned the flashlight and shone it in the direction where he saw the anomaly, but the thing that moved just now had already disappeared, leaving only the lingering smoke.
"What's wrong?"
The others were shocked by his voice, thinking that … the terrifying Underworld Guardian God had really appeared. They were so shocked that they were sweating and shone their flashlights in that direction.
Peter hesitated for a moment. He had seen it from the corner of his eye, but he was not sure if he was seeing things. The smoke itself was floating, and the wind in the tower was very chaotic. One moment it was drifting out, the next moment it was drifting in. Sometimes the smoke would twist into strange shapes, and when the flashlight shone on it in the dark, it was likely to cause visual errors.
In such a depressing environment, people's nerves were always particularly sensitive, perhaps even too sensitive.
"No, it's nothing. I saw wrong."
Peter decided not to say it. He did not want to scare everyone.
While the others were still in shock, the scholar stared at the stone statue again. He put the flashlight under his arm and took out his phone to take pictures.
The moment his finger pressed the shutter, he suddenly saw on the screen … between the three snake heads, there was a pair of ghostly green eyes staring at him.
"Ah!"
He screamed and stepped back. His hand slipped, and the phone fell. The screen fell to the ground, and the flashlight under his arm also fell to the ground.
The others were shocked again. They had goosebumps all over their bodies, and their flashlights shone in this direction.
"What's wrong with you? What did you see? "
Peter Lee rushed over and grabbed the scholar's arm, feeling his whole body trembling.
The scholar pointed at the stone statue and said, "Just … just now, there was a pair of eyes staring at me …"
Hearing this, everyone felt their blood run cold. The flashlight shone on the stone statue at the same time, alternating between the three snake heads.
"Which pair of eyes?" Peter asked. The three snake heads had three pairs of eyes.
After all, the Scholar was watching through the screen of his phone. In the dark environment, he couldn't see clearly, but he was sure that the eyes didn't belong to the three snakes.
He picked up the phone. The screen was cracked, but at least it could still be used.
He opened the photo album and found the photo he had just taken.
Due to his trembling hand, the photo was blurry and out of focus. However, he could see a pair of green eyes on the shoulders of the stone statue. It must have moved during the moment the photo was taken.
In other words, no matter who the owner of those eyes was, they were no longer beside the stone statue. Instead, they could appear in any corner of the darkness.
"What the hell is that?"
In their view, the thing seemed to be very tall. The position of the eyes appeared about two meters above the ground. It was impossible for such a large animal to appear in the pyramid. So … was it a person?
Or …
This time, they learned from their mistakes and no longer shone in one position at the same time. Instead, they held their flashlights and waved them around. Unconsciously, they stood back to back in a circle, their eyes fixed on the darkness, guarding against unknown enemies.
They brought camping lights, but the penetration of the camping lights wasn't strong. They could only illuminate a small area in the smoke.
"Damn dust!"
They cursed in a low voice. If it weren't for the obstruction of the smoke, they wouldn't have been so passive. However, there was no other way. This was the smoke that they had blown up.
Shua, shua —
Several of them took out the pistols they carried with them. The muzzle moved slowly with the flashlight. The posture of holding the gun was quite professional. Obviously, they had been trained and weren't rookies.
Rumble —
There was the sound of something rolling in the distance, which was tilted upward at a small angle.
In an instant, the flashlight was concentrated in that direction. Everyone's palms were full of sweat.
Peter Lee was able to keep his cool. He kept saying, "Steady! Steady! Don't open fire! "
A clay vase rolled out of the darkness and slowly rolled in front of them. Peter Lee stretched out his foot and stepped on it.
The clay vase wouldn't roll by itself. Someone or something must have put it down and then rolled down the slope of the tomb.
They raised their guns and flashlights, pointing at the distance of the tomb through the smoke and dust, waiting for the unknown enemy to appear.
"This is too passive. Let's retreat first and wait for the dust to settle before coming in," someone said nervously.
Peter Lee had the same intention. He thought that everything would go smoothly after entering the pyramid. He didn't expect to encounter such a strange thing. In that case, it was better to retreat for the time being. After sufficient preparation, the Consul and the Colonel would come in together. Whether it was a human or a ghost, they would kill them all.
His lips opened slightly, and he was about to give the order to retreat when suddenly —
"Ow —"
Suddenly, a shrill scream came from the deep darkness. The sound echoed in the empty tomb passage for a long time, like the wailing of countless ghosts.
If they didn't all have excellent willpower, they would have run away by now. But even so, they could no longer control their fingers.
They didn't know who pulled the trigger first, but the first gunshot seemed to break the string in their hearts that had been stretched to the limit.
They thought that someone had really seen the enemy and was fighting fiercely with the enemy, or they tried to make themselves think so. At least it was better than dealing with an invisible enemy.
Then, those who had guns in their hands pulled the triggers one after another, shooting aimlessly into the darkness. The dazzling sparks from the muzzles rose one after another in the dark tomb, and the deafening gunshots were amplified countless times by the echo, covering all other sounds.
"Cease fire!"
"Cease fire!"
"Cease fire!"
Peter Lee shouted desperately, trying to stop this blind shooting, but his voice was drowned out by the gunfire.
Everyone's eyes were bloodshot. Only when everyone heard the sound of an empty chamber did they stop, still maintaining their shooting posture.
The tomb chamber became quiet again. Only the sound of their heavy breathing and the sound of swallowing saliva could be heard.
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