Who is the little brat after all?

Yamu looked at Danas speechlessly.

Danas noticed Yamu's gaze and pointed to the corner with a smile.

Yamu was slightly startled, and looked in the direction of his finger, and found that there were wisps of black gas rising and disappearing there.

Danas transmitted the message: "This is a holy light flashlight. It carries a trace of holy light. It can dispel darkness and purify toxic substances. You should have sensed it. From just now on, those guys hiding in the dark have been releasing chemical gases."

Yamu nodded slightly.

In order to make the five sacrifices die one by one according to the ritual process, the chemical department of the North American branch prepared many special reagents, such as the intelligence-reducing gas released in the house at this moment, which can reduce human rational thinking ability.

That's why Kurt and the others jokingly let Dana go into the basement alone even though things were so strange.

And the blonde hair that Julie dyed on Friday, they had also mixed drugs into the hair dye in advance, which could be absorbed into the body through the scalp, amplifying Julie's sexual desire, turning her from a conservative virgin into a sexy woman who fits the character of a sacrifice.

Among the five young men, only Martin, who represented the Fool, was the least affected.

Because the herbs he smoked were mixed with elements that counteracted intelligence-reducing drugs.

That's why he complained that Kurt's focus was too strange, and wondered where Danas got the flashlight from.

Of course, it’s not the case that he was completely sober, after all, marijuana itself would put him into a trance.

Danas turned the flashlight towards the other walls, looked at everyone with a smile and said, "Do you feel more at ease?"

Kurt and the others nodded repeatedly as they looked at the wooden wall that was illuminated in a milky white color.

Martin complained: "But the rare horror atmosphere has also been destroyed!"

"It's okay, just turn it off after you make sure it's safe!"

Danas replied with a smile, and then walked towards the basement entrance with a flashlight.

"Let's go and take a look together!"

Yamu followed silently with a gun in hand, and the other four people quickly followed.

Kurt walked beside Danas and shouted with all his courage: "Dana, what happened?"

In the dim basement, Dana held the glowing cell phone and patted her chest with a lingering fear on her face.

"It's okay, I just- Shit, what is this?!"

Dana turned her head and looked at the strong white light coming from above with a look of astonishment.

Under the illumination of white light, the entire basement became bright, as if it was exposed to the sun.

Danas turned the flashlight and shone the white light toward the ceiling, then stepped on the stairs leading to the basement and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, we are here."

"I know……"

Dana pointed at the flashlight speechlessly: "I mean, where did this thing come from?"

"It's a self-defense item." Danas waved the flashlight and said, "It can easily light up a bear in the wild. Are you interested? I can sell it to you at a low price."

"…Thank you, but I don't like to take away someone's love."

Dana declined tactfully and politely.

However, as a self-defense product, this is a strong reason that is difficult to refute.

After all, this flashlight, which is as thick as a thigh, is indeed a self-defense item in a dual sense!

At this moment, Kurt's head popped out from the side: "Dana, what happened just now?"

Dana shook her head: "Nothing, I was just scared by the portrait!"

As she spoke, Dana pointed to a portrait in the corner of the basement.

The portrait was of a girl wearing a floral dress with two pigtails hanging down her chest. Her expression was vivid, lifelike and extremely realistic. In the dim light, she looked like a real person. No wonder Dana was frightened.

"So that's how it is..."

Kurt, Holden and others couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Meanwhile, Martin had come down, shielding the light with his hands, and was now looking about him in amazement.

Although the light in Danas's hand was shining on the ceiling of the basement, the reflected light was still enough to illuminate the entire basement.

Because of this, all the strange items collected in the basement were fully presented to everyone.

Among them are a girl's self-portrait, a black-and-white family photo, a spherical Rubik's cube wrapped with chains, a white conch like some kind of strange musical instrument, a music box with a ballet girl model, an old videotape, a diary covered with spider webs, etc.

The cellar was filled with various collections, and at first glance, no one was repeated.

"cool!"

Julie couldn't help but give a compliment, and then quickly walked to a white wedding dress and gently stroked the fabric of the dress.

The black man Holden looked at the evil-looking Buddha statue in front of him, suppressed his inner discomfort, and whispered, "Kurt, to be honest, your cousin's hobby seems a bit strange..."

Kurt glanced at him, picked up the white conch, and said casually while swinging it, "I don't think these things were placed here by my cousin... maybe by the previous owner?"

Martin squatted in the corner, looked at the iron saw that seemed to be stained with blood, and swallowed his saliva.

"Guys, I think it was a mistake for us to come down here. Should we go up first?"

The five young men were talking in low voices while curiously playing with the objects collected there.

Danas and Yamu did not stop them because they had already communicated about the situation in the basement through telepathy.

"Yamu, what do you say?"

"It has no power, it's just a decorative item."

Yamu glanced at the many objects in the basement and said calmly, "From the plot of the movie, these things are not summoned creatures with psychic abilities. They are just options placed here by the organization."

"Whatever object the sacrifice chooses, the organization will release the monster that corresponds to the object..."

Danas was a little disappointed: "So there is no summoning ceremony?"

Yamu shook his head: "No."

Danas sighed, "That's a shame. It's not scary at all to release the contained monsters via the elevator."

Yamu said calmly: "But it's very scientific."

While the two were talking, the young men had already begun to study the strange objects in their hands in depth.

Except for the drug-resistant Martin, who realized something was wrong, everyone else was immersed in their own curiosity.

Yamu glanced at the four people who were not in good condition and said, "Your holy light flashlight doesn't seem to be of any use."

"It's obvious." Danas said, looking at the hazy air in the basement under the white light, "They increased the dosage..."

"What a rough method! No wonder the old god broke the seal this year."

Yamu shook his head, then took a few steps forward and snatched the diary from Dana.

Dana was stunned for a moment, then raised her head angrily and said, "Give it back to me—"

“Swish!”

The black muzzle of the gun was pressed against Dana's forehead.

The truth called physics instantly calmed down the insane Dana.

A lot of cold sweat soaked her lower body, and her words became stammering.

"I...I...I'm sorry..."

"Oh, Amu, relax, it's just a diary."

The others also looked at the two in astonishment. Kurt laughed awkwardly and tried to comfort Yamu.

But Yamu ignored them. He just held the gun with one hand, opened the diary with the other hand, and began to read in a calm tone.

"On April 4, my father lost his temper with me and said that I lacked true faith. I sincerely hoped that I could prove my piety as Judas and Matthew proved to those travelers..."

"Mother howled all night long. I hoped she had found faith, but she didn't really stop screaming until Father cut open her belly and stuffed some coal into it..."

"Oh, shit!" Martin pleaded, his scalp tingling. "Stop, can you stop reading?"

Although the other four people were affected by the drugs, looking at Yamu's calm face and hearing such a bloody and evil diary, they all felt a little fear in their hearts.

Yamu ignored them and continued reading the rest of the diary.

"…believers should recite the following to commemorate the souls of our family. We will be reborn and bring endless pain back to the world."

Having said this, Yamu paused, and then recited the last part of the spell in Latin.

"The pain is physical, and it's wonderful, burning pain."

As Yamu read out the three paragraphs of Latin, everyone in the underground base breathed a sigh of relief.

Sitterson hurriedly said, “Quick, quick, release the zombie family Buckner!”

Hader hesitated and said, "Although the Buckner family is not dead, their fighting power is not that strong. Can they deal with these two people?"

Sitterson shook his head and said, "I don't care about that anymore. Since he has cast the spell, that's our chance. Listen to me, get someone to release the Buckner family!"

After reciting the spell, Yamu noticed some noise coming from outside the house.

It should be the Buckner family who were sent here by the organization and crawled out from underground.

but……

"Only the Buckners?"

Yamu frowned, thought for a moment, turned his gun around, looked at the five young men coldly and said, "You, go ahead."

Facing the gun, Kurt and others trembled and dared not resist. They could only obediently step onto the basement stairs leading to the wooden house.

Yamu and Danas followed closely behind, the former holding a pistol and pointing it at the backs of the five young men, preventing them from acting rashly.

Looking at the silver Desert Eagle in Yamu's hand, Danas helplessly said, "Why do you have to make things so awkward?"

Yamu glanced at Danas and said, "It's all because your holy light flashlight is not powerful enough. They have all been affected by the drugs. I took out the gun just to sober them up..."

Danas' eyes widened immediately and he said confidently, "How can you blame me for this?"

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't know. Holy Light is not as beautiful as you imagine. If I increase the power a little bit, they will be brainwashed into becoming devout Christians!"