Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

Chapter 547  Odd Arrangements

Oh my God of science!

"These motherf**kers are moving too fast!"

It has only been 3 seconds since they took to their heels, and already, this army of small beetle-like creatures were already inches from touching them.

But what was this?

Why did these small insect-like creatures avoid them now?

Ahh!!!

Eldora's scream was ear-deafening!

"What are you screaming–" Obediah's face turned distorted when seeing several swollen balls crawling underneath Eldora's skin, neck and face.

Everyone's face was transfixed in silent horror, wishing to look away but unable to.

"Ah! It's inside me! It's inside me! Get it off! Get it off now!!!!"

Her high pitched scream bellowed so loud it could wake the dead up.

A disciple by her side slowly smirked, before throwing the entire left over ox-blood mixture on her face. And then, he held her jaw open and threw the whole thing in for her to swallow while chanting a 3 word spell too.

And then, everyone saw a scene they swore they would never forget in a hurry.

Eldora's throat began to swell like a croaking frog ready to blow.

Blahhhhhh!!!~

Her widened mouth spewed every disgusting beetle out, with some even bursting out from her backs and ger body instead.

"My face!~... My face…."

One flew out her forehead, making many step back in catatonic stupor.

"So it's the blood that saved us?" One of the biologists was quick to speak out, rubbing his face again in joy.

Fortunately, although he detested the smell and appearance of this old oxblood, he didn't refuse it like Eldora.

Many people also let out heavy sighs of relief after realizing this fact too.

Some people even looked at the blood satchels thrown away, wishing they had the courage to rush over, pick them up and scrap the remaining blood inside the satchels to add on their faces.

As if running from plagues, these tiny beetles didn't dare to step closer to them.

But then again, was it truly the b;ood?

Why were these creature's not attacking Dorian at all, despite him not having a single spec of blood on his face or body?

Obediah squinted his eyes thoughtfully.

'Although the beetles ran from us, they exhibit different attitudes when running from the Grandmaster.'

Why did it look like he could see these beetles shivering in fear from Dorian's presence?

They say insects and animals have primal instincts of fear embedded in their biology. Could it be that their 'spidey senses' were tingling when facing Dorian?

Dorian only gave them a stare, and they dared not climb towards his side. The beetles would come very close to them before turning away after realizing they were covered in oxblood. But for Dorian, do you see how much space they gave between themselves and him?

What was this blatant discrimination about?

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"You scallywags!" Eldora cursed loudly when taking to her feet.

Oh my God of Science!

With the blood rubbed on her face, and the blood oozing out from her meaty wounds, she truly looked like the undead when staring at them.

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Was it okay to say they were a little afraid of this lunatic in here?

"I swear on my life, that you all will pay for doing this to me!"

Who did what here? Who did anything to you? Many retorted inwardly.

Who asked you not to rub the blood when instructed to?

"My father will so have your heads once I tell him what all of you did!"

What are you? A child? "I will–" Hm?

Eldora placed her hands on her neck in shock after hearing her voice go mute.

This time, it was all Gia who reacted swiftly after seeing Doreian's uneasy growing face.

Phew!~

Old Gia and many disciples let out visible sighs when siping off their nonexistent sweat.

This act once again reminded Obeidah and a few others of Dorian's hate for loud and overly noisy environments.

"Go."

Dorian's one word made their feet move onwards before their brains could react. And soon, they finally reached the very top platform, which had 2 giant coffin tombs.

Above the tombs were domes covered with murals, surrounded by stone slabs engraved with inscriptions.

In the middle, there are 6 sarcophagi placed at random. One can tell that each sarcophagus is obviously much higher in grade than the ones scattered below, around the space among the treasures.

A sarcophagus is like those mummy coffins that stand upright. You can open them like opening a guitar casing. Imagine a mummy sitting in one in a cross-armed pose.

Of course, people in this world didn't know what mummies were.

The ancient Cygytians didn't do the mummification process, but only threw in bodies there, filling the entire sarcophagus in strange liquids to help preserve the body.

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"Those 2 in the center should be the main tombs, right?"

Miguel was puzzled. "It's all very strange. Ashaku, why are there 7 other coffins surrounding the? What sort of burial arrangement was this?"

This was not how the ancient Cygypts buried rulers in their tombs. And again, what was this?

Eh?

"Have I finally lost my sight from old age, or is this really glass?"

Several historians and Archeologists were dumbfounded to see that the upper part of the tomb was made of glass.. Not just crude glass with impurities… but the sort of super clear glass you can find today.

However, they had to say that the glass casing might even be more superior than what they used today. "Impossible!!"

Many exclaimed.

"How is this possible? This doesn't make sense at all!"

"Exactly! Crude glass was only made known to Cygypt 150 years after the death of Hotanzi."

Even then, the sort of glass that was made known to them has so many impurities, and was completely green and sometimes dirt brown in color. Only the nobles and royals could afford this glass. It would take another 800 years before people mastered the art of making glass clearer.

So what is this?

Who can tell them why glass that is superior to their own era exists down here?

Are you sure they haven't accidentally stumbled upon Alien technology here? Was Hotanzi an alien?

Where did it come from? What is the mystery of this glass technology?

It was so amazing, and looked like Snow White's glass casket, the one that allowed people to look at her while she laid 'dead'.