The seventh seater frowned slightly and sneered: "As expected of the first seat, this arrogance is really not small..."
"So, what exactly is our action this time?" The ninth seat skipped the topic of the first seat and continued, "It is quite rare to mobilize five [believers] at one go."
"Really? How do I remember that there was a bigger operation than this not long ago?" The seventh seat said quietly, glancing at Shen Qingzhu intentionally or unintentionally, "Seven believers attacked the fasting center, and six of them
All the believers at the front are dead, and only one newcomer is left alive... Don't you think it's strange?"
Shen Qingzhu's eyes met the seventh seat, and his face darkened.
"What do you mean?" The ninth seat said coldly, "Are you questioning Sir Yayu?"
"No, how dare I question Sir Yayu." The seventh seat shook his head, "I just find it strange. Since this kid joined us, we [believers] have lost more members in one year than in the previous twenty years.
Maybe, this kid is a disaster, and anyone who comes near him will die."
"Really? Then why am I still alive?" The ninth seater walked up to the seventh seat, his eyes were cold, and he said solemnly, "Woman, if you dare to say such nonsense again, believe it or not, I will tear your mouth apart first?"
"Just you?"
"That's enough!" The voice from the third seat suddenly sounded, and the atmosphere in the whole room was stagnant.
He walked between the two of them and raised his droopy eyelids slightly, "This is not a place for you to fight among yourself. If you want to fight, you can fight as you like after the mission is over. Just work for me honestly here!"
The ninth seat and the seventh seat fell silent at the same time.
"Follow me." The third seater turned around and walked toward the broken steps leading to the ground in the corner of the room.
The seventh seat, the ninth seat, and the twelfth seat followed closely behind. Shen Qingzhu narrowed his eyes and stared at the back of the seventh seat for a long time before taking a step forward and finally stepped on the descending steps.
Judging from the number of steps, several people went at least three floors underground. Both sides of the steps were empty and pitch black, with only the sound of the seventh seat's high heels echoing in it. This should be a huge underground space.
A few people reached the end of the steps. The third person reached out and waved his hand, and a weak light lit up from the darkness, illuminating a corner of the underground.
When Shen Qingzhu saw the scene in front of him, he froze on the spot.
In the dim light, the outline of a huge gray-black altar was outlined. This altar was about the size of a football field, lying quietly in the center of the underground space. Its surface was covered with cracks, like
A work of art that was broken into pieces and put back together again.
In the upper right corner of the altar, there are still a lot of missing bricks, but now they have been filled in by some unknown yellow-brown objects, which look very strange.
"This is..." When the ninth seat saw the altar in front of them, a look of shock appeared in their eyes.
"Altar of Hades." The third seat spoke slowly, "This is a divine item from outside the mist. After being repaired, it became what it is now. Our task is to instill our own spiritual power into the altar.
Awaken it completely..."
"Instilling spiritual power?" The seventh seat frowned slightly, "Such a simple task requires so many of us to complete?"
The third seat glanced at her and said, "Do you know what a divine item is? If you want to fully exert its power, it needs to be activated by divine power. If you rely solely on spiritual power to awaken this altar, even if it is just a simple
To stimulate it, the mental power required is astronomical...
Even if the six of us pour spiritual power into it day and night, it would still take at least two months to barely activate it."
"So, we have to spend the next two months in this ghost place?" The twelfth seat looked a little ugly.
"That's right." The third seat nodded and added, "This is an order from Sir Yayu."
After hearing the last sentence, Si Twelve, who originally wanted to say something, could only snort and swallowed his words.
Shen Qingzhu frowned and looked at the altar, wondering what he was thinking, "What will happen after awakening this altar?"
"You will know when the time comes."
Shen Qingzhu continued to ask: "Since this is a divine item in the fog, how did it appear underground in Lintang City? With such a large size, it is impossible to cross the border quietly and then transport it.
Come here?"
"This is not a question that you should be concerned about." The third seat did not mean to answer this question.
Shen Qingzhu didn't get the answer to two consecutive questions, and his brows tightened a little. While everyone else was spreading out to look at the altar, he also took steps to observe around the altar.
Then, as if he had discovered something, he squatted down gently and lightly pinched the ground with his fingertips.
soil?
Shen Qingzhu looked at the dirt on his fingertips and was slightly startled. He looked up and looked around, only to find that there were scattered dirt residues everywhere on the ground around him, but in the dim light, they were not so conspicuous.
This should be the original basement of the manor. The floor is paved with floor tiles. Where did so much dirt come from?
Shen Qingzhu thought for a moment, stood up, and began to walk towards the dim surroundings.
Most of the lights in this basement have been damaged due to disrepair. The entire underground space is only illuminated by fragmented lights. The remaining large space is immersed in darkness. Shen Qingzhu rubs his fingertips lightly, and a small ball of flame appears in his eyes.
In the palm of your hand, it illuminates the dim environment around you.
He kept walking in one direction and soon reached the edge of the basement and touched the wall covered with dust and cobwebs.
"Is there wind?" Shen Qingzhu narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw the direction of the flames beating in his palms changing.
After pondering for a moment, he slowly moved forward along the direction of the air flow...
Finally, he came to another wall opposite him. The other walls of this wall had the same structure, but strangely, in the center of this wall, there was a huge black cloth covering it.
The cloth was about ten meters long, covering the wall tightly.
The corners of the cover cloth swayed slightly, as if there was wind flowing by.
Shen Qingzhu stared at the cover cloth for a long time, stretched out his hand to grab one end of the cover cloth, and pulled it down hard!
Stab——!
The cover fell with a sound, and a large hole with a radius of more than four meters was exposed to the air. The masonry around the hole was uneven, and it did not look like a man-made excavation. A slight breeze blew out of the hole, and the dark deep hole extended deep into the ground.
Don't know where it leads.
Shen Qingzhu looked at the big hole, and the doubts in his eyes became even stronger.
At this moment, a hand put his shoulder.
Shen Qingzhu turned around suddenly and saw the third seat standing quietly behind him, staring at the big hole in front of him, and said calmly:
"It's not a good thing to be too curious...newcomer."