Chapter 177: New Discovery
After traveling for a while, there was another new discovery.
William learned from a Mountain Man that there was an abandoned altar nearby.
He immediately asked everyone to rest in place first.
Such places might involve higher-level evil forces; ordinary people couldn't help if they went, and might instead become targets for evil to use. Therefore, after repeated exhortations, William left with the Mountain Man whose hands were covered with pustules.
Since the altar was located on the path they took when they came.
Therefore, William did not encounter other obstructions.
About ten minutes later.
William stopped; the Mountain Man beside him pointed in a direction not far away.
The former took out his binoculars and observed for a moment, then asked the Mountain Man to scout the path alone.
Confirming no anomalies were found, William set up a Demon-Trapping Array around.
The altar was located in a forest clearing, and the gray-black stone slab looked particularly abrupt.
William approached slowly holding a crucifix.
He found no traces of power on it, and the Demon-Trapping Array did not detect any evil.
After splashing a bottle of Holy Water on it, the water spread slowly along the stone slab, revealing the engravings underneath.
"This is..."
William raised an eyebrow.
The stone slab was engraved with various strangely shaped symbols, most of which had been destroyed, thus rendering the altar useless.
The Mountain Man aside indicated that this place had existed since it was born.
And it had never seen the content on it.
But William still gained something.
At the edge of the altar, he found three numbers—666.
This was the symbol of Satan.
William had encountered this force at the exhibition back then.
"Sacrifice..."
He rubbed his chin.
"Really their style."
Thinking of this, William's eyes suddenly lit up.
The cultists at the exhibition back then had used the flesh and blood of believers for sacrificial summoning.
And Church classics also recorded many times that followers serving Satan as their Lord often engaged in group suicide activities.
William looked at the Mountain Man aside.
Since these deformed people were all children of Satan, maybe their blood could make the altar react.
He immediately asked the Mountain Man to walk to the center of the altar, then slit its own wrist.
William would not have compassion for these guys.
In the entire Wrong Turn series, Mountain Men could be said to have committed many evils.
They even did frenzied things like "cutting off flesh and cooking it while the person is still alive."
At this moment, it was only because of the influence of [Atonement Persuasion] that this guy obediently obeyed.
Drip... Drip.
Turbid blood dripped on the stone slab.
The Mountain Man bared its teeth at the wound, seeming to want to treat it.
William certainly wouldn't give it this chance.
Runes soaked in blood; the stained scarlet had a strange eeriness.
William narrowed his eyes, observing the surrounding movements at all times.
Soon, the altar reacted as expected.
Bursts of light blue energy floated out from under the stone slab, soon hovering over the altar.
In the next moment.
Splurt!
Multiple wounds suddenly appeared on the Mountain Man's body, and blood from all over gushed out rapidly.
A small pool of blood soon formed on the ground.
And there was more and more light blue energy around.
Finally, the Mountain Man fell into the pool of blood, completely losing signs of life.
William retreated a few steps, staring closely at these weird energies.
The Demon-Trapping Array did not find any evil, so he didn't rush to act.
A few seconds later.
These energy clusters condensed into several humanoid figures, then "communicated" on the altar.
After careful observation, William discovered that these were not real people, but recordings of some past fragments.
Among these blue shadows, there seemed to be Mountain Men, and those lying on the ground begging for mercy might be the prey they captured.
The Mountain Men cut open the latter's necks and wrists, letting the altar absorb their blood.
After these poor people died, their souls were actually imprisoned here too.
And the altar seemed to be able to modify souls in some way.
Originally gentle and peaceful dead spirits gradually became violent and full of resentment.
At the end of the fragment, a pitch-black vortex appeared in the center of the altar, dragging all these dead spirits underground.
"Soul Sacrifice..."
William pondered.
There are two ways for demons to obtain souls: one is the demon contract of the past.
The other is sacrifice through magic arrays.
However, in most cases, demon believers contribute their souls voluntarily.
The magic array in front of him was obviously more vicious, forcibly polluting people's souls and turning them into slaves of Hell.
According to Church classics, sacrificed souls cannot be reincarnated at all.
This meant those dead spirits would be trapped in Hell forever.
Seeming to have exhausted energy, the energy on the altar gradually dissipated.
William splashed a bottle of Holy Water, purifying the remaining power on it.
Then he came to the altar and smashed open the central part.
There was a hidden compartment underneath, containing a goat stone statue.
William touched it lightly with a branch, and the stone statue turned into a pile of powder.
"Seems to be an item providing power to the altar." He thought to himself.
There might be many such altars deep in the forest.
But William had found a way to destroy them at this moment.
"This trip was not in vain."
Just as William put away his things, he heard gunshots in the forest.
"It's the program crew." He narrowed his eyes and rushed over quickly.
Time rewinds to a little while ago.
After William left, the program crew hid in place immediately.
Dale set up warning devices around as instructed.
Other squads also had their own tasks.
Michael wandered among several teams, filming some behind-the-scenes footage.
This time Jones and Elena caught quite a few Mountain Men.
When they thought they would become the focus of the camera, they found that Michael frequently filmed Dale.
The reason was also simple—as a retired soldier, Dale was very experienced in wilderness combat.
Therefore, William revealed part of the next plan to the former.
Dale hid in the grass, performing confidently in front of the camera.
Not far behind him, Jones and Elena were under a tree, their eyes full of jealousy.
"We should be the ones getting famous."
Jones lowered his voice.
"These guys are just enjoying the fruits of others' labor."
"Yes."
Elena agreed quite a bit.
"I thought you were a loser before; after all, your performance in the promo was too terrible."
She licked her lips, staring at Jones with burning eyes.
"Now it seems you are no worse than them."
Jones also turned his head: "Really?"
The atmosphere between the two became more and more ambiguous.
Soon they hugged each other.
Three minutes later.
"We have to find the wooden house first; that way we can win all the attention."
Elena buttoned up her clothes, then hugged Jones's arm.
"I think only you can accomplish this."
Feeling the warmth in his arms and the breathing in his ear, Jones felt like he was floating to heaven.
"You are right!"
Taking advantage of no one noticing, the two slipped out immediately.
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