Wu Jin was surprised, “The South American Inca civilization!”
After that came sacrificial stone pillars covered with Aztec totems, and patterns depicting Quetzalcoatl and the Sun God could clearly be seen. Wu Jin thought about it and said, “Does it cover the civilizations in both Central and South America? There’s Quetzalcoatl worship, Sun God worship, a civilization with stone tools...”
The two of them walked all the way to the end of the path, and a huge stone building appeared in front of them.
Wu Jin looked at the sign, “An altar of sacrifice to ghosts and gods, blood and living sacrifices.”
This was the ‘haunted house’ for this elimination round.
The two of them bought tickets one after another at three minutes apart, but the time shown was 4:00 for both. It seemed that time on the altar wasn’t moving.
“It’s a closed arena.” Wu Jin no longer hesitated and reached out to push open the door to the instance.
The stone door creaked as it opened.
The haunted house covered a large area in the amusement park. According to Wu Jin’s visual inspection, it was as big as a residential block, and behind the door––
Wu Jin stilled.
The interior was pitch black.
In the next second, the big boss’s rough palm picked him up, and Wu Jin narrowed his eyes as he adapted to the change. Only then did he realize that his surroundings weren’t completely dark.
The ceiling in the enclosed instance gave off a faint light, but it wasn’t obvious. It was like looking up at the sky at 4AM in summer. There were faint sounds off in the distance, but they didn’t seem to be real.
“Sacrifice is for the worship of gods, and the use of living sacrifices has always existed in Maya.” Wu Jin spoke in a whisper to the big boss, “As for ghosts... I remember that South America was also known for its devil worship.”
Wu Jin didn’t know the details of the devil worship, though.
“There’s people.” Wei Shi gestured for Wu Jin to retreat, and the crossbow they’d picked up from the roller coaster was quickly loaded up with an arrow.
“Who?” At this moment, Wu Jin was still practically blind. He could only see a bazaar, stone houses, and the high altar in the distance beneath the weak illumination from the sky. There seemed to be a shadow moving on the altar––
Wu Jin turned to look at the big boss.
Then, something more terrible happened.
Wei Shi slowly, extremely slowly set down the crossbow. His eyes were still as sharp as knives, but there was a little more milky fierceness in his aura. He stopped just short of having the words ‘Where am I, who am I, what am I doing?’ on his face. At this time, a figure flashed by from behind the big boss––
Wu Jin’s expression changed abruptly. He didn’t think before pushing the big boss over, “Careful!”
A spear was hurled over from afar!
Wu Jin finally let out a sigh of relief. The strength behind the spear wasn’t strong, and it seemed to just be a warning against invaders. Looking at the figure from just now, it didn’t seem like a contestant, but more like an NPC in Mayan tribal costume&#k2026;
From the far end of the instance map, a player suddenly screamed out!
There was more than one team in the instance.
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Misteri / Thriller-for offline purposes only - Book 2 Synopsis: Wu Jin, as a trainee from a certain entertainment company, had a peerless, stunning face. He was qualified to debut as a lead performer even if he just sat there and did nothing. After signing up for a...
