Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups
Chapter 386 - 250_2

Chapter 386: Chapter 250_2

"So, before we figure out the truth, this treasure is just a hot potato. If you fight over it recklessly, you might become the target of many."

The Professor nodded slightly, not responding immediately, seemingly pondering his words.

Fang Cheng, seeing this, continued to speak:

"I don’t know what your plans are, but the wisest choice now is to leave this manor because I have a bad feeling that this place might soon become even more dangerous."

The Professor, hearing this, glanced at him with some surprise and couldn’t help but ask:

"Can you understand those spells?"

Fang Cheng’s heart moved, and he began to scrutinize the Professor even more carefully.

After staring for a few seconds, his pupils slightly constricted, but then his brow slowly relaxed.

At the same time, Li Dingjian, standing behind the Professor, was staring blankly at that face mask reminiscent of an Evil Ghost, completely oblivious to their conversation.

Hearing the voice of the person in front of him, a strangely familiar feeling arose in his heart.

It was as if it had appeared at some important moment deep in his memory, but he couldn’t quite recall where he had heard it before.

Before he could calm his mind and think carefully, Lin Chuqiao’s slightly urgent voice came through the Spiritual Link:

"Professor, the fog outside the manor is getting thicker, we can’t see what’s happening inside. How are things on your end?"

The Professor remained calm, responding steadily in his heart:

"The vault has already begun the battle for the treasure. Crow and I are waiting for the right moment, listening to instructions."

At this moment, the situation on the field underwent a new change.

Three hooded figures, relying on their extraordinarily immortal bodies, were fiercely defending around the stone platform, desperately protecting the Golden Benba Bottle.

However, faced with the ferocious attacks of the many Treasure Hunters, they were gradually finding it hard to hold their ground.

The black robes on their bodies were torn to shreds, revealing bodies covered with mysterious spell markings, thin as sticks.

Despite this, their hollow eyes remained fixed on their enemies, displaying a stance of defending to the death.

As the Treasure Hunters advanced, they also gradually retreated until their backs were pressed against the stone platform.

At this moment, the Golden Benba Bottle suspended above the stone platform suddenly began to exhibit more dramatic movements.

The originally radiant golden orb’s light exploded in an instant, transforming into streaks of tangible flowing light, as if infused with life, freely weaving around the bottle’s surroundings.

Subsequently, the light bizarrely twisted, extending tentacle-like beams, which wove towards the three hooded figures.

The moment the "tentacles" touched the hooded figures, they wrapped around their limbs and torsos like a python constricting its prey.

The hooded figures seemed completely unaware, their bodies rigid, making no move to resist, letting the glowing tentacles tighten.

Even so, there was a hint of relief on their faces, as if finally freed from long-endured suffering and bondage.

During this process, a powerful suction continuously extracted their life force, causing their bodies to tremble violently, eye sockets to hollow, and flesh to wither visibly, clinging to their bones.

In the blink of an eye, the three hooded figures turned into three terrifying skeletons, like offerings to a devil.

And after absorbing their blood and flesh, the Golden Benba Bottle shone even more brilliantly, making onlookers instinctively squint, unable to look directly.

"This is..."

The crowd was stunned, their eyes wide open at this sudden change.

At first, they intended to seize the opportunity to rush and grab the rare Treasure from the stone platform.

But now they saw on the sphere’s surface, the light surging like a roaring golden torrent.

Each pulsation of light seemed to constantly explode, containing unimaginable, majestic power.

A few risk-takers tried to approach, hoping to find a chance amid the chaos.

Yet before they could react, the strange light enveloped them like a hungry beast finding its prey.

Soon, they met the same fate as the hooded figures; their life force rapidly extracted, leaving them withering.

Ultimately, they collapsed into a pile of scattered bones, becoming yet another batch of sacrificed victims.

And the Golden Benba Bottle remained quietly suspended, shining with a soul-stirring golden light.

Just glancing at it made one’s inner greed flare up fiercely, burning intensely and uncontrollably.

Even knowing the deadly danger ahead, there were still those with weak minds whose feet moved involuntarily, stepping closer to the treasure, trying to claim it for their own.

"Heh, is this the Lu Family’s hidden trump card?"

In this suffocatingly eerie atmosphere, someone suddenly let out a cold laugh.

The speaker was Ba Ming, a slight, mocking smile on his lips, as he calmly took a metal box from a companion’s hand.

Judging by his stance, he was evidently well-prepared.

Then, he confidently strode towards the Golden Benba Bottle, determination glinting in his eyes.

"Fools, nothing’s ever that simple!"

Standing at the back, Nail Head, who had just been observing with amusement, suddenly spoke.

Ba Ming, hearing this, halted his steps abruptly, his smug expression freezing instantly.

He turned, staring intently at Nail Head:

"What did you say?"