Capítulo 77: A Mortal’s Wisdom

The deepest area of the Syndicate's hideout.　

...

No one could determine the origin of the voice. It seemed to be directly transferred to their minds. What was more terrifying was the content.　　

Mortals? Blatant disregard? Holy Land? Only a God would speak of those words.　　

Amongst the warriors, Anderson had the most experience in battle and so he took a few steps backward and shouted, "It's not looking good, we seem to have unknowingly stepped into the forbidden grounds of a dark evil god's sacrificial altar!"　

A secluded cave, eerie undead, strange cursed magic formations, what else could it be other than an evil god?

Captain Jacques' body began trembling and he screamed in a high pitched voice, "Oh my god!"　　

Following which, he spun around and ran back to where they came from, cowering in fear. 　　

Alright, that was one man down.