Chapter 143: The Ceremony of Sacrifice (11)

The white tiger stared at the position behind the black python in a daze, and suddenly understood.

Almost any location in Heishui River is a forbidden area for black seedlings, and it is absolutely forbidden for outsiders to step in, and anything strange here can happen, and then contact the strong magnetic phenomenon that Nine-Tails suspected before, her doubts suddenly arise.

"Black python!" The white tiger snorted, squinted at his eyes and asked, "Where is your shadow?" Don't tell me you don't even have a shadow," she said, with a wary look in her eyes, and her tone became cold.

The strong light of the searchlight hit the ground, and the projections of everyone appeared in the back, except for one person missing.

The white tiger's heart was half cold in an instant, and in the same space, it was terrifying to have one more back and one less back.

"Hehe, what my shadow." The black python's smile was a little evil, and that kind of voice was completely impossible for humans to imitate.

"Who the hell are you, and what are you trying to do with our team?" Firefox asked with a heavy face, her heartstrings tense in the corner where the searchlight line was missing, cold and wind-blowing.

The black python remained calm, not moved by the angry questioning of several women, and continued to laugh in a peaceful tone, "Do you know what kind of animal the black python is? ”

His expression at the moment was very similar to that of a snake in the rainforest, and his eyes scanned everyone like the eyes of a reptile before eating, revealing a greedy desire. Sticky saliva spills out from the corners of the mouth, and the body is sinuous and ready to go.

"Snakes, in fact, are the same as you humans, the same greed, the same endless desires."

"No matter how many layers of skin we have shed, the heart under the skin is dark and deep."

The black python's tone is extremely cold, and the tone of its voice is strange, which is the voice of a cold-blooded animal. The nearest nine-tailed is comparable to listening to the "hiss" of the snake Nobuko, and the hair on the cortex trembles.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

The black python's head leaned forward as it hoisted its crimson tongue and hissed.

All the creatures in its retina are its own rations, and its natural predatory techniques require it to constantly intimidate its prey until its psychological defenses are completely broken.

"I like fresh and warm flesh, my blood has been too cold and too cold in the past few decades, and the range of human activities has become larger and larger, you guys are really noisy." It curled its tongue and licked it around its lips, the stench of snakes floating in the air.

"It's fucking disgusting." The fire fox could no longer look at the snake's pretentiousness, and now that it was sure that it was not a black python, it didn't have to worry about anything more. She borrowed the skill of throwing a knife and threw the dagger out.

The dagger that cut through the layers of space accurately shot the black python's chest, directly through the body, and flew towards the back.

Hallucination? The raccoon's eyesight was excellent, and the moment the dagger burst out, she noticed that there was not a trace of blood on the blade.

After the fire fox threw the dagger, it traveled in a straight direction, even if it hit the black python and came out of the body, there was no resistance at all.

"Mind you, this thing is imaginary, has no substance." The raccoon reminded him in time, for fear that the snake would have other accidents.

The body of the black python was shattered bit by bit, and if the stars were extinguished, they began to scatter and wither.

"Phew, disgusting thing." The Nine-Tails spat at where the black python stood.

Its image is like a curtain of light, and before it dies, only a facial expression remains, and a cold smile hangs on its lips, "We are all under the ground." ”

We're all underground! It repeats the shape of its mouth until the image disappears completely, and the body, which is identical to the black python, finally blends into its surroundings.

"It's something that's disgusting to look at." Until the next moment, the raccoon's body was still shaking, and the way this life form existed was too creepy.

"As I said earlier, strong magnetic fields can cause some organisms to mutate, and we don't know exactly how to manifest them." Nine-Tails explained.

"Monkey, the black python went out with you just now, where did the others go?" The white tiger looked at him reproachfully.

"Let's go, I should be dead." The temperament of the civet cat is a bit unpredictable, and their group of people has long been indifferent to life and death.

Setting off again, the Nine-Tails walked in front with his backpack on his back in silence, silently greeting his teammates behind. She knew that this secluded rainforest was an altar, and it was destined that some of the ten people would be sacrificed as a sacrifice, and they could not guarantee that the whole party would walk out intact.

Hyenas and pangolins are at the forefront, side by side with the Nine-Tails.

Behind raccoons, fire foxes, white tigers and civets.

Finally, there are the weasel and the monkey.

Deep in the rainforest, the light is so dim that you can barely see your fingers. The mud becomes soft, and a footprint can be clearly printed when you step on it.

In the absence of light, the branches and foliage of the large trees in the middle are dense, completely deviating from the growth laws of plants. The sound of insects chirping and unknown creatures passing through the grass makes a rustling sound as they stir the branches and leaves of the plants.

"White Tiger, I want to tell you in advance that this large array constructed using a natural magnetic field is a sacrificial altar, and there needs to be enough blood here to feed something in the forest, otherwise we won't be able to get out." Nine-Tails deliberately slowed down, put one hand in the ear of the white tiger, and whispered a terrifying message.

White Tiger nodded indifferently, "Got it, you do your best." ”

1 January 2006, 10:49 a.m.

The remaining nine members of the group were stuck in the rainforest for two hours, and the road ahead seemed to never end.

They walked aimlessly for more than an hour, and there was still dense forest on all sides, and they could not distinguish their directions and see no hope.

"Head, there's a camera here." The hyena's steps forward were sturdily mentioning a hard object, and when he picked it up, he saw that it was actually a technological product that marked modern civilization.

"CCD-M8, an early portable camcorder introduced in 1985." The white tiger took the device from the hyena, and the model logo on the back conveyed the information of the machine.

"Can it still be used?" Firefox asked.

The white tiger turned on the power switch of the camera familiarly, and the display screen was lit up, and then there was a slight interference from strong magnetism, and snowflakes appeared on the screen.

"It can still be opened, I really don't know who left this thing here." White Tiger replied.

"Are you sure this thing still works?" The Firefox blocked the pangolin's view, and he only heard the sound of the camera turning on in the rear, and due to the strong magnetic field, no equipment could be used here.

The pangolins were skeptical.