With the snap of the high priest's fingers, several members of the archaeological team who were being held up, as if invisible sulfuric acid had been poured on their heads, the hair on their heads began to fall out, and the skin on their faces began to melt, revealing bloody muscle layers.

I originally thought that the ghost boy of the high priest used some special peeling technique, but now it seems that it is not a peeling technique at all, but a secret method that melts the skin, and makes people die directly in pain.

The reason why he did this is probably because the greater the pain and resentment the victim suffers when he is dying, the more powerful the ghost boy power will be, which is the most basic characteristic of ghost and evil arts.

As a doctor, I know very well how painful this situation can be. The densest part of human nerves is in the epidermis, which is to allow humans to perceive danger, and after penetrating deep into the muscle tissue, there is not so much nerve tissue.

Just like a burn patient, mild burns are easy to treat. But it was very painful, and once the burn was severe, the epidermis was completely burned out, and when it reached the muscle layer, it didn't hurt so much - of course. It's definitely harder to treat and more likely to die.

But in terms of pain, the burnt limb is not so painful. This medical phenomenon is known in the West as God's mercy, as if it were the last gift of the gods to the seriously ill patient, so that he would not suffer excessively.

So, seeing the skin of these archaeologists starting to melt from their heads, struggling and screaming to tear their clothes apart, twisting and howling in pain on the ground, I felt a dull pain in my skin, because I knew how painful it was, how miserable it was.

In an instant, several members of the archaeological team, except for Professor Liang, had all turned into bloody people, no different from ghost children, except for the peeling and melting epidermal tissue on the ground that proved that they had once had skin and were humans, they were no different from the terrifying monster at this moment.

This is not over, after the skin of several archaeological team members fell off, they stood there in a daze like a few logs, and immediately four ghost children stepped forward, with sharp knives in their hands, came to several people, reached out and directly cut the abdominal cavity of the team members, as if rummaging for something, turned up in the abdominal cavity.

When Professor Liang saw this scene, he was so frightened that he vomited directly, the old man was really in good health, he was just vomiting, if he was in poor health, he was afraid that he would have a heart attack directly and be scared to death.

Soon, the ghost boys each took out a bloody internal organ from the abdominal cavity of the team members, walked to the coffin in the center of the hall with the internal organs, and placed the internal organs around the coffin.

Is this the beginning of the sacrificial ritual? I tried desperately to struggle, but I was haunted by shadows.

After the four ghost boys had arranged their organs, three more ghost boys came out, holding the same bloody organs and placing them around the coffin.

At this time, the organs were taken out just now. The four archaeological team members who had fallen to the ground and died crawled up one by one, dragging the abdominal cavity that was still open, and stood with a group of ghost children, and their mouths had begun to unconsciously make the same squeaky sound as the ghost children.

"Ji Zang." Professor Liang's hoarse voice suddenly rang out.

I hurriedly turned my head and looked at him, "Professor, what's wrong?" ”

"If, I said if you wait, if you have a chance, do me a favor." Professor Liang had stopped vomiting at the moment, and was panting vigorously.

"You say, I'll do my best." I am full of guilt for Professor Liang, if it weren't for helping me, Professor Liang wouldn't have come with him, and these archaeological team members wouldn't have died so miserably.

"If the situation is not right, you will kill me, I don't want to become a monster controlled by others, and there will be no peace when I die. I have to go down to see my wife, who has followed me all her life and has not enjoyed a few days of happiness. When I died, I happened to be in the field of archaeology, and I couldn't send her on her last trip. Professor Liang said, his eyes moistened a little.

I was silent for a moment, Professor Liang had never said these things to me. I looked at his optimistic and cheerful appearance, and thought that his life was very happy, but at this moment, I realized that he still hid such regrets and guilt.

"She must be waiting for me down there, I'm not afraid of death. I'm afraid I'm going to be a monster, and I'm going to see her when the time comes. Professor Liang said, turning his gaze to me, and said in a hoarse voice, "Ji Zang, wait a moment for you to break free." You have to kill me, I don't want to turn into a monster. ”

I looked at Professor Liang's gray hair, my heart couldn't help but be sour, and I gritted my teeth and nodded, "Okay, I promise you." If I can't save you, I'll overtake you. ”

The high priest watched coldly, and when we had finished speaking, he spoke in a cold voice, "Old man, it is useless for you to beg him. He's just a piece of waste, and it's hard to protect himself, and if you want him to help you, it's really too much, so you might as well beg me. Let me leave you a whole corpse. ”

I originally thought that Professor Liang would beg the high priest to die and give in, but what I didn't expect was that Professor Liang actually directly spat the high priest: "You brute who has lost all your conscience, even if I die, I will not open my mouth to ask you." ”

The high priest was stunned for a moment. Then he laughed: "If you have a backbone, I like a stubborn old man like you, and I will slowly torture you later, and the ghost boy you turn into will definitely be very powerful." ”

My heart suddenly tightened, and I made up my mind. If you can break free, you must rescue Professor Liang, and if you really don't have a chance, then you must kill him according to his request and let him sleep in peace, instead of becoming a monster controlled by the high priest.

As he spoke, the high priest got up and walked to the coffin in the center of the hall, took out a brush out of nowhere, and began to dip it in the blood of the ghost boy next to him. Strange incantations were drawn on the rocks.

I've seen these spells before, when I first got the Flower of the Other Side mark on my arm, the spells on that evil circle were these, but it was to put a mark on my arm, what about this time?

I was stamped at the time. I was in a coma, and when I woke up, I saw myself lying in the center of the circle, but now in the center of the circle was the red blood coffin, and it was impossible for the high priest to temporarily change the position of the coffin.

Could it be that this sacrifice ceremony was prepared for the corpse demon? But the high priest said it explicitly. It's going to deal with me.

While I was thinking about it, the high priest had already drawn the incantation on the ground, and after he got up and looked at the incantation on the ground carefully, he nodded, "Alright, everything is ready." It's time to go. ”

My heart suddenly tugged at me, and I struggled again, but the shadow ghost haunted me, and I couldn't break free.

The high priest came up to me, stretched out a hand, and pinched my chin, and his hand was so strong that it was like an iron tong, and it hurt my chin.

Then, he picked up the brush in his hand and began to draw on my face, the brush with blood on my face, making me feel itchy on my face, and there was a cold breath that kept drilling into my body.

As these cold breaths entered my body, my mind began to slow down more and more. Consciousness also began to slowly become blurred.

As the High Priest drew the incantation on my face, turned the brush to the center of my forehead, and drew the last incantation on it, my consciousness was completely darkened.

In the dark, I felt as if I had been asleep for a long time. The body was uncontrollable, and the whole body was extremely uncomfortable, as if the body had been run over by a heavy truck, and every bone and joint in the body was moaning in pain.

Immediately, a warm liquid suddenly surrounded me, as if I was soaking in a hot spring, and the warm liquid began to pour warm currents into my body, making my already painful body glow with a comfortable sour feeling.

Immediately after, I suddenly heard screams in my ears, which were from the archaeological team, Professor Liang, and my mother and grandmother.

Countless screams echoed in my ears, and the image of my mother being killed suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, and the scenes kept replaying, and pain and anger suddenly filled my heart.

High priest, it's the high priest who is playing tricks! I'm going to kill him, I'm going to have great power, I'm going to completely master the left hand of the demon god, kill him, and avenge my mother.

In a fit of rage, I finally regained control of my body and waved my left arm, causing the sound of a splash.

But the sound of the water, which didn't sound like the sound of running water, sounded more dull, and I suddenly smelled the smell of rust in my nostrils, and I suddenly realized that it was not a warm liquid that had enveloped me, but blood.

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