"Whoa, s**t!"
Even though it was a bit inappropriate at the moment, Lu Wenwu couldn't help but shout out the national curse.
He really couldn't hold it in.
His heart ached!
His heart ached so much he could barely breathe!
Just as Diawara finished shouting to begin, the new humans in the formation all took out sharp bone spears and stabbed them into their own chests, slicing downward fiercely.
A copious amount of thick black-red blood gushed out, flowing down the grooves engraved in advance, straight towards the massive blue-white stone sarcophagus.
The stone sarcophagus seemed to have a life of its own, quickly absorbing the blood and turning entirely into the same black-red color.
The underground plaza-sized chamber was now continuously emitting a dark red glow, and the aura around Diawara grew even stronger and more intense, seemingly establishing a connection with some sort of entity.
My free attribute points!
Lu Wenwu clutched his heart and collapsed in pain.
