Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

Chapter 536 What Could Have Done This?

Miguel frowned, anxiously wondering why they suddenly stopped at the front of the cave. Even those from opposing sites back into the space, also frowned, a little panicked at heart too. And then, they saw Dorian reach for his inner chest pocket taking out what looked like a golden coin.

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) Cheêck out latest novels on n/o/ve/l/bin(.)c/o/m

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.

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.