"Damn it, I just took a sip of water, and it turned into this? I closed my eyes before drinking, and now my eyes are open after drinking. Holy hell, I almost died."
"Son of a bitch, I don't even dare to close my eyes anymore. When I close them, I see this scene. It's so terrifying."
"Oh my god, my soul is about to fly out."
In the dean's conference room.
Everyone in the conference room gasped collectively and then stared at the large screen in shock.
They had clearly closed their eyes before, and weren't those heads? How could they have opened their eyes?
"What is this? Why would heads open their eyes?"
One of the professors exclaimed in shock, filled with horror.
"Do you even need to ask? This is encountering a ghost! But who is inside this coffin?"
Professor Hu looked at the scene before him, somewhat bewildered, mainly finding it horrifying.
Who wouldn't find this bizarre?
Even if there were no dangers, it was scary enough to look at.
"It seems to be the High Priest. During the Jin and Mongol periods, there were High Priests, and they held very important positions back then. Even the emperors at the time respected them greatly."
The dean couldn't help but recall the historical documents he had seen before.
"Didn't this High Priest also die? Why would he be buried with the Ten Thousand Slave King?"
Professor Wen was confused upon seeing this.
How could the Ten Thousand Slave King allow the High Priest to be in here? This was an emperor's tomb!
Would he allow someone else to enter?
The entire conference room fell into an eerie silence.
Inside the tomb.
Zhou Lin slowly emerged from the side, calmly observing the situation opposite him, his gaze fixed on the coffin.
"Professor Zhou Lin, what's going on?"
Professor Lin looked at Zhou Lin, awaiting his response.
"This is the High Priest. I finally understand why the entire underground palace and the passage are shaped this way."
Zhou Lin spoke slowly, then looked at Professor Lin and the others opposite him.
However, they didn't understand what he was saying.
Professor Lin, Elder Tang, and the metaphysics professor: ...
The mercenaries and the archaeological team: ...
Netizens: ...
What was he talking about? They couldn't understand.
At this moment—
The heads hanging there suddenly let out a few loud laughs. As the sound emerged, the High Priest's eyes snapped open.
The eyes on the scepter, the snake-headed scepter, flashed, and a red light flickered past.
The lid of the crystal coffin was instantly lifted, and the High Priest inside slowly rose, hovering in mid-air.
His gaze fell upon these people, his body shrouded in black mist, and finally settled on Zhou Lin.
"What are you looking at me for? I don't know you. Stop looking."
Zhou Lin looked at the High Priest without any fear, retorting calmly, showing no sign of apprehension.
However, after this display, the High Priest looked at Zhou Lin with a grave expression.
But the High Priest raised both hands, his scepter hovering in the air, emitting a red glow.
These lights looked extremely eerie.
Then—
The strung-together heads seemed to sense something and began to struggle, their mouths emitting sounds of pain and wailing.
The entire underground palace was filled with cries and howls.
"Roar..."
"Ah..."
"Wuwu..." Various sounds surged towards their eardrums.
The mercenaries and the archaeological team quickly covered their ears, feeling a sense of dread. These sounds made them deeply uneasy, as if something was about to burst forth.
In the live stream.
"Holy crap, this is the legendary wailing and howling! Even wolf howls sound better than this. It's truly terrifying."
"What's going on? Why are there such sounds? And these heads have gone crazy! Why are the heads going crazy too?"
"No, it's the High Priest doing this, but aren't all these heads moving towards the High Priest? Didn't you see that?"
"What does the High Priest want with the heads?"
"We'll know in a moment."
...
Inside the tomb.
Zhou Lin watched as the heads broke free from the ropes and attached themselves to the High Priest's side. Their previously respectful eyes now glowed crimson, their expressions ferocious and menacing.
They glared at them menacingly.
"Professors, be careful. This situation is not good. They could attack us at any moment."
Captain Lin shouted urgently upon seeing this.
"I know, but..."
Before Elder Tang could finish speaking, the heads, like missiles, began to fly towards them.
"Fire."
Captain Lin gave the order, and the mercenaries raised their weapons to attack. Fortunately, when the heads came into contact with bullets, they would shatter, which was a good way for them to defend themselves.
The deafening sound filled the eerie underground palace. Seeing this situation, Zhou Lin finally looked at the High Priest opposite him.
At this moment, the High Priest's gaze was dark as he looked at Zhou Lin. He shot his scepter towards Zhou Lin. Just as the scepter stood before Zhou Lin,
Zhou Lin's lips curved upwards. Greenish mist emanated from the mouth of the scepter, and dark, little snakes shot directly towards Zhou Lin.
Zhou Lin then vanished from his spot with a swift movement. The little snakes landed on empty ground and turned into black smoke.
The High Priest was momentarily stunned by Zhou Lin's unexpected skill. He then looked around.
When he saw, Zhou Lin was already standing behind the mercenaries, holding a bow and arrow.
He nocked the arrow and shot it. The heads seemed to freeze as if they were being held in place.
Their contorted faces were gradually being encased by the ice bow, and they eventually fell to the ground, shattering into two pieces.
The High Priest's face broke into an evil smile upon seeing this.
Black smoke billowed from his scepter, engulfing the professors and mercenaries opposite them.
"Get down!"
Captain Lin shouted loudly as the situation turned dire.
He then looked at the High Priest opposite him and cursed.
"You son of a bitch!"
But the High Priest seemed to understand, looking at Captain Lin with displeasure.
Seeing this, Captain Lin aimed his pistol at the High Priest.
Bang!
The bullet struck the High Priest, but he was completely unharmed.
Black mist emerged from the mouths of the poisonous snakes on the scepter, and this mist enveloped the mercenaries and Captain Lin.