noffsinger Chapter 772 Falling into Madness
Chapter 772 Falling into Madness
Seeing these strange heads, Chen Yile and his companions were terrified. They quickly dragged their tired bodies and climbed step by step to a higher place.
Their breath condensed into white mist in the air, and their footsteps left deep marks in the snow.
The strange discovery in the tent made everyone uneasy, especially Ajie's crazy behavior and the sixth person in the tent, which made everyone realize that they might be under the threat of some supernatural power.
"We can't stay here any longer." Zhang Qiang's voice was filled with determination. "It's too dangerous here. We must find a safe place."
Chen Yile nodded. He could feel cold sweat on his palms.
The snow-capped mountains in the distance looked particularly strange under the blood-red moonlight, as if the whole world was dyed an ominous blood color.
At this moment, Li Ming suddenly let out a terrified scream.
Chen Yile subconsciously looked back and saw that a huge crack suddenly appeared on the ice in the distance. The cold wind whistled out from the crack, rolling up bursts of snowflakes.
He could feel his heartbeat accelerating, as if it would be swallowed by the cold wind in the next second.
Chen Yile shouted: "Hurry up, let's get here!"
They tried their best to climb higher, but the snow was getting deeper and deeper, and every step required great effort.
Chen Yile could feel his physical strength being rapidly depleted but he did not dare to stop, because the cold wind behind him seemed to carry some strange power, as if chasing them.
After a long climb, they finally arrived at a relatively flat area.
It was an ice lake covered with snow, with a thin layer of ice on the surface. In the distance, an isolated weather station could be seen, as if it was the only hope in the vast snowfield.
"Weather station! We have to go there, there must be a shelter there!" There was a glimmer of hope in Xiaoyu's voice.
Chen Yile nodded. He could feel that his legs were almost frozen.
They walked cautiously on the frozen lake, testing the thickness of the ice with every step.
But at this moment, a strange sound came from the distance, and it seemed that something was moving slowly under the ice.
Ajie's voice trembled: "What is that?"
Before he could finish his words, the ice suddenly broke and a stream of freezing cold water gushed out.
Chen Yile subconsciously took a step back and almost fell to the ground.
He could feel his heart beating violently, and he seemed to hear low chanting coming from afar.
"We have to speed up!" Zhang Qiang grabbed the hunting rifle, "Staying here will only get more dangerous!"
They ran towards the weather station with all their might, but at this moment, Chen Yile suddenly noticed some vague objects seemed to be floating under the ice.
Those objects seemed to be upright floating human bodies, their faces as pale as paper and their eyes empty and lifeless.
At this moment, the ice suddenly broke, and a cold current surged out from under the ice, trapping them in the center of the ice lake.
Chen Yile could feel his breathing becoming rapid, and he seemed to hear low chanting coming from afar.
At this moment, they suddenly discovered an altar made of ice in the middle of the icy lake.
There were some fresh offal placed on the altar, and the smell of blood drifted with the cold wind.
What's even more bizarre is that there seem to be more corpses slowly floating under the ice around the altar.
Zhang Qiang's voice was filled with disbelief: "There is actually an altar in the middle of the icy lake."
Chen Yile forced himself to look carefully, and saw that there were indeed many upright human bodies floating in the middle of the icy lake. These people seemed to be fixed in the water by some force. Their faces were as pale as paper and their eyes were empty and lifeless.
Chen Yile felt his stomach churning. He resisted the urge to vomit and stared at the direction of the altar.
There seemed to be more corpses slowly floating under the ice around the altar.
Chen Yile subconsciously turned around, but saw that Zhang Qiang's expression became extremely distorted.
He had a strange smile on his face and his eyes were red, as if he had lost his mind.
"Zhang Qiang, are you okay?" Chen Yile asked.
But Zhang Qiang didn't answer. He just continued to laugh, with a hint of madness in his voice: "Haven't you figured it out yet? This is the mandrills' sacrifice. They want to sacrifice us."
Zhang Qiang's laughter echoed across the empty icy lake, sounding harsh and crazy.
Chen Yile felt nervous and turned around, but was shocked by the scene in front of him.
The teammates' faces were filled with panic and despair, as if they were having a nightmare.
Xiaoyu shook her head, her voice trembling: "Zhang Qiang, what are you talking about? This is not a joke!"
Her voice was so thin that it seemed as if the wind could blow it away. Ajie looked around anxiously, like a trapped animal, with a panicked expression.
"You have no idea what terrible things are waiting for us!"
Zhang Qiang's eyes were crazy, as if he had seen something terrible.
He pointed to the altar in the middle of the icy lake: "They want to sacrifice us!"
Other people's emotions also began to get out of control.
Applejack screamed, "We can't stay here! Go!"
As he backed away, he accidentally stepped on the snow and fell to the ground.
Xiaoyu wanted to pull him, but he pushed her away.
"Don't touch me! You're all crazy!"
A tense atmosphere filled the air, and several people began to argue, their voices becoming more and more intense.
Chen Yile shouted anxiously: "Calm down! We have to find a way to get out of here!"
But his voice was drowned out by the noise and no one listened to him.
During the quarrel, Zhang Qiang accidentally bumped into Ajie, and the two fell to the ground and started fighting.
Chen Yile suddenly saw an isolated weather station on the other side of the icy lake. Although it was far away, it was the only direction for them to escape.
Seeing that several people had gone crazy, Chen Yile didn't care about them and could only run straight to the weather station.
He ran hard, and the snow under his feet became soft. As the distance shortened, the outline of the weather station became clearer.
"Hurry, keep running!" Chen Yile told himself in his heart. He instantly felt a strong desire to survive, which stimulated all his potential.
Even though there was a strange aura chasing him from behind, he didn't want to look back, and his eyes were fixed on the target in front of him.
Chen Yile suppressed his fear and ran towards the weather station with all his might.
His clothes were completely soaked and the cold wind blew on his face, but he no longer cared about that.
He heard the sound of footsteps on the snow and familiar voices calling from behind him, but he didn't dare to look back, because he knew that those voices did not come from his teammates.
Finally, he rushed to the door of the weather station. There was a rusty iron lock hanging on the door, but he didn't care about that and kicked the iron door open.
The scene behind the door made his blood freeze instantly. The walls were covered with strange spells painted in blood, and the corners of the room were filled with sacrificial instruments.