Everyone saw the scene, their originally joyful expressions instantly morphed into despair, their hearts going ice cold.
"Fuck!"
Tang Zhiqian, who always paid attention to his language and behavior, cursed loudly, kicking the ground hard.
"Divine Turtle Shell Divination, today brings great calamity!"
"All of you shall die!"
'It' deliberately prolonged the chant, seemingly mocking the ignorance and weakness of these human ants.
This wasn't Divination, it was a curse.
What was more terrifying was that those 'dead' mummified creatures on the ground were getting up again.
"Since destroying the altar was useless, why did those mummified creatures insist on attacking anyone trying to destroy it? Because it's fun?"
Guo Zheng clenched his fists.
He felt like he'd been played.
All his efforts just now made him feel like a fool.
