I traverse America, using holy light to quell American terror!

Professor Mel was delighted to hear Nora's call.

They hurried over to the stone wall with the three statues carved on it.

Professor Mel excitedly began to touch and explore the statue.

After all, who would want to die in this godforsaken place if they could get out alive?

Then, Jonathan and Evelyn, realizing what was happening, ran over as well.

Let's help Professor Mel find the mechanism to open the stone door.

Only Fitz remained standing, hesitantly offering a soft reminder:

"Watch out, Professor!"

"Have you forgotten what happened the last time you touched these things?"

Professor Mel ignored Fitz's endless rambling.

Instead, he remained focused, carefully examining every mark on the statue.

We hope to find the mechanism to open the door.

Soon, just as Professor Mel reached for the leftmost statue,

I don't know where I accidentally touched it.

Suddenly, the stone door made a soft 'click' sound and began to move slowly!

Upon seeing this, everyone stepped back, their faces showing expressions of relief.

The stone door slowly rotated and turned sideways, revealing a pitch-black space behind the wall!

Professor Mel composed himself, picked up his flashlight, and shone it on the wall on the other side of the stone door.

To their astonishment, they discovered that the wall was embedded with several skulls of various sizes, each with a ferocious expression!

"It's truly chilling."

Professor Mel murmured something softly, then, not daring to delay,

He strode quickly into the dark space behind the door, casually remarking as he spoke:

"This may be related to some ancient ritual."

Seeing Professor Mel enter through the stone gate, everyone hurriedly followed in his footsteps.

They were all pressed against those horrifying skulls protruding from the wall.

With great difficulty, he squeezed into the space behind the wall.

Behind the wall was a very quiet passage.

It looks like it was dug by hand; it's somewhat rough.

The environment inside was pitch black and reeked of a strong stench.

Fitz walked behind Professor Mel.

Looking at the festering wound on the back of the professor's neck, he asked softly:

"Professor, how are you feeling now?"

"I am fine."

Professor Mel didn't even turn his head, giving Fitz a perfunctory reply.

However, Fitz looked at the condition of the wound and said with some concern:

"Um... I mean, have you noticed your condition worsening? Or...?"

Before Fitz could finish speaking, Professor Mel rudely interrupted him:

"You know what? I don't have time to think about any of that right now!"

Fitz, all I want right now is to get out of here as soon as possible!

Seeing this, Fitz, who had been scolded, had no choice but to keep quiet.

However, his eyes remained fixed on the professor's severely rotting neck.

Just then, everyone followed Professor Mel around a corner.

As the passage widened, the stench inside became even more pronounced!

Unable to bear it any longer, the crowd coughed up choking smoke.

Jonathan, covering his nose, stared at the large number of feline skeletons around him.

Suppressing his nausea, he said softly:

"This place is practically a...cat graveyard..."

Fitz nodded in complete agreement, and couldn't help but chime in with a sarcastic remark:

"Yes, it smells like walking into a mountain of shit..."

Then he asked Professor Mel again:

"Professor, what kind of place do you think this is?"

Fitz looked at the iron bars on the wall and asked in confusion:

"Is it some kind of prison cell?"

"No, this must be some kind of sacrificial site."

Professor Mel, with a grave expression, took the flashlight and looked around.

Then he explained softly to everyone:

In ancient times, many temples were considered to be the dwelling places of gods, and this was indeed the case.

However, only a portion of the gods represent kindness and dedication to humanity.

As for others, such as the gods worshipped by the Aztecs, they represented violence.

The Aztecs would imprison living beings to be sacrificed to their gods.

At this point, Professor Mel paused before saying calmly:

"Sometimes, thousands of people are sacrificed."

Their hearts were ripped out on the altar, and then their bodies were kicked off the pyramid.

Fitz's expression grew increasingly serious as he listened; he seemed to have realized something.

He asked Professor Mel in a very serious tone:

"Professor, what are we about to face?"

Professor Mel used the beam of his flashlight to sweep across Fitz's face.

He stated calmly:

"Whatever we are facing, it will not be a benevolent deity."

After saying this, Professor Mel used his light to scan the surrounding feline skeletons.

He said softly:

"Let's go, this damn place."

In Egypt, both now and in the past,

Cats hold a very high status and are considered a very auspicious symbol.

Whatever is inside this pyramid,

The sheer number of cat corpses here proves it wasn't a benevolent creature.

Upon hearing this, Fitz lowered his head and sighed softly.

He was about to take a step and follow them,

But to his horror, he discovered that rotting scars had appeared on his arm!

"Damn it!"

Fitz muttered a curse under his breath.

He then shook his head helplessly and continued to follow Professor Mel forward.

If he can't escape, what difference does it make whether his body is infected with the virus or not?

In any case, it all leads to death.

Jonathan, who had just discovered the decomposition on Fitz's body,

He nervously rolled up his sleeves to check his physical condition.

He said to Evelyn with great nervousness:

"Evelyn, look closely, are there any rotting parts on my body?"

Upon hearing this, Evelyn quickly and carefully examined Jonathan.

However, no ulcers were found on the skin.

He shook his head and said softly:

"No, Jonathan, don't worry, I don't have any on me either."

As she spoke, Evelyn recalled the scene when Li Yuan bestowed his blessing upon her.

He whispered words of comfort to Jonathan:

"I suppose this is the benefit one receives from being blessed?"

After discovering that there were no ulcers on my body

Jonathan relaxed a bit.

After hearing Evelyn's explanation, he nodded in deep agreement.

He said with a smile:

"Choosing to join the Holy Light Cult was the wisest decision I've ever made!"

At this point, Jonathan first coughed lightly, then muttered to himself:

"Of course, I would be even more satisfied if Lord Li Yuan could come and save us!"

Upon hearing this, Evelyn gripped the satellite phone in her hand.

To this day, Evelyn still doesn't know if that phone call went through.

All my current expectations may just be wishful thinking.

Perhaps Li Yuan didn't even hear the address he gave out.

Perhaps by the time Li Yuan finds him, he will already be dead here.

Thinking of this, Evelyn said somewhat dejectedly:

"I hope so."