Mystery: Starting from Meeting Amon

Chapter 274 Last Wish
Based on the paintings posted on the walls, it was not difficult for Lewis to guess that the devils worshipped primitive animal desires, perhaps as a personal hobby, or perhaps as an application of role-playing.

Square stone pillars carved with hurricanes and waves stand on both sides, supporting the corridor. Those stone pillars seem to be pregnant with a strange ocean atmosphere.

Perhaps, these building materials are special, and it is precisely because the materials are special enough that this building can stand between the spiritual world and reality.

Lewis followed the guidance of fate and walked to the end of the corridor. What appeared before his eyes was a building that looked like a Greek temple. The square columns supported a square and circular frame. There was no dome here.

Looking up from here, all you can see is the sea water dyed crimson by the moonlight, like an ancient building sunk in the water.

In the center of the temple stands a bearded statue, under the feet of which are carved surging waves, erupting volcanoes and terrifying tornadoes.

Behind the statue is a tall chair, which is built on twelve steps. It looks like it is made of gold and sparkles with a dazzling luster.

Lewis sat in his chair, tracing the traces left in the long river of fate, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed:
At some point, many devout believers began kneeling in this temple. They generally had golden hair and were prostrating themselves before those in high positions.

The man sitting on the high seat was already dying. His body was covered with charred marks left by lightning, and his breathing was very weak.

At this moment, one of the kneeling men tore open his skin, revealing a hideous horn and reptile-like pupils, and let out a creepy laugh.

Chaos and fear broke out in this space, and the devil eventually killed the God of Disaster.

Lewis slowly got rid of his past impressions and began to speculate about the fall of the God of Disaster.

The false god was injured mostly because of the pursuit of the Storm Church. After being seriously injured, he fled back to his base camp, but unfortunately, he encountered a devil disguised as a believer.

As for the seal that the devil once used?
Lewis looked at the statue of "God of Disaster" in front of him. Fate told him that this statue probably had incredible power.

"This statue has extraordinary power..."

Lewis pulled a coin from his pocket for divination, and the head of King George III was facing upwards, which meant that the statue was really related to supernatural powers.

Pong!

After two shots were fired, the statue of the "God of Disaster" showed signs of breaking, and it turned out that the inside of the statue was empty.

Looking inside from the broken part, one can vaguely see a crown inlaid with jewels, like the one worn by a bishop.

Lewis fired a few more shots, completely destroying the magnificent statue, and the crown appeared before his eyes.

Lewis slowly reached out his hand towards the crown, a spiritual warning came, and a scene of his whole body boiling appeared in front of his eyes.

He stretched out his hand many times, and many scenes of obtaining the seal appeared in front of his eyes, but the result was not good every time.

However, through these foreseeable images, he already knew the vice-general use of this seal.

“The seal left behind by the God of Natural Disaster cannot be moved. Once moved, the seal will evaporate the body fluids of surrounding organisms until they die.

No wonder the devil hid this seal and didn’t even use it when he was hunting me.”

Because the side effects of this seal were too terrible, Lewis did not dare to use it casually. He could only throw it into the pile of debris above the gray fog, hoping that the side effects would be reduced after a period of time.

Leaving the temple, Lewis continued to explore. There were many neatly arranged rooms behind the temple. This should be the residence of the believers. A faint fishy smell came from the back of the room. Lewis pushed open the first door with curiosity. What came into view was a head pierced on a wooden pole and human skin attached to the wall. The flesh on the head had melted away, leaving only the shriveled skin.

"The devil has a really big appetite," Lewis complained in a low voice.

Miss Elana lowered her head, she followed Lewis closely, and said nothing.

"help me……"

As if Lewis' voice was heard, a weak voice came from the third room from the right.

Lewis was startled, a cold feeling passed through his coccyx to his brain. Is there someone here?
No, with his spirituality and five senses, if there really were living creatures here, he would definitely discover them at the first moment.

Unless the other party has used a higher level of power to isolate his own existence, or the one calling him is not a living creature.

“Tsk…” Lewis was shocked. He silently closed the door of the first room and asked, “Who are you?”

"Newcomer, it's you, isn't it?" The weak voice seemed a little excited and said, "We met in the evening, and I told you about the treasure."

"Oh, it's you. I thought you were gone. Why are you here?"

Lewis quietly approached the third room from the right, where the stench was particularly strong, but there was no sense of danger inside, and of course, there were no living creatures.

With curiosity, Lewis kicked open the door of the room, and a disgusting scene appeared before his eyes.

“This is disgusting!”

Lewis sighed softly, the whole room was like a perverted exhibition hall.

A human skin was hung on the wall facing the door. The wall to the left of the skin was nailed with internal organs stained with black blood, while the wall to the right was covered with skinless, bloody flesh and skeletons.

A bloody head was hung on a wooden pole in the middle of the room. The head was opening and closing its mouth, making weak sounds.

Lewis placed the silver ring on his hand on the head, and the spirituality on the ring shattered, temporarily giving the head enough luck.

"You should know that you are already dead. The reason why you can still talk to me like this is, I think, the special nature of this temple," Lewis explained.

The temple of the "God of Disaster" was built at the junction of the spiritual world and reality. It is close to the Land of the Dead, so it is possible for the treasure hunter's consciousness to be retained for a short period of time.

The treasure hunter came out of his daze. He took a look around and murmured, "I remember now. I'm dead. I died at the hands of the devil."

A look of regret appeared on his blood-stained face, and he said, "I should have listened to you and left quickly. I shouldn't have come back and lost my life for the treasure."

Lewis nodded and asked expressionlessly:

"It's too late to regret now, so, do you have any last wishes?"

(End of this chapter)