[The source of the plague has been activated. Players, please leave the altar immediately...]
"Plague?"
Upon obtaining the peculiar green stone, a system prompt echoed in Irving's mind, causing his face to turn grim.
A foreboding sense of dread surged within him.
Before he could contemplate further, the ground beneath him began to tremble.
Irving was currently standing on suspended iron chains which he had used to pry open the coffin.
"Could taking this strange stone be causing this place to collapse?" Irving's heart skipped a beat. The source of the plague was now the least of his concerns.
Little Black, who was waiting below, seemed to sense the impending danger and started barking frantically at Irving.
Just as Irving was about to leap down from the chains, he was suddenly enveloped by a chilling sensation.
In the next moment, the woman with a head full of venomous snakes lying in the coffin abruptly opened her eyes.
