Who hid My Corpse!-Chapter 567: Thirty-three Hunters Enter the Sacrificial Arena_2

Fig’s pupils slightly contracted.

Humans?!

Humans who have left the endless slaughter of the Devourers?!

Before Fig could voice his doubts, the Knight spoke again.

"Moreover, according to our detection, he also carries a large amount of Devourer aura. It’s almost like... he devoured the Devourers here."

...

Abek walked with a limp, his breathing gradually becoming heavier.

He felt that there might be something wrong with his body, but didn’t know the specifics.

"Visas! Visas! Visas!"

The mouth on his forehead kept yelling, while the mouth next to his right eye told it to be quiet.

The mouth on the left said nothing, but suddenly opened and vomited out a bloody chunk of meat.

Abek casually caught the meat chunk and chewed it with the mouth below his nose.

As he ate, he pondered.

Where exactly was the problem?

Ah, this question is too complex.

But it doesn’t matter, he doesn’t need to think too hard about it.

He just needs to find the next Corpse Block.

The nose in his palm had already sniffed out the opponent’s scent.

Almost there, almost.

Thinking of this, the six mouths on his face all revealed a smile.

...

"Yes, the condition they set for me was to revive my grandmother." Ivana said softly, "I believed them."

Now the three of them were on the road again.

Although Ivana and Vic hadn’t rested long after being rescued last night, Bai Wei urged them to continue the journey.

Vic was fine, as long as he wasn’t killed on the spot, he could recover quickly, but Ivana’s body wasn’t as strong. The Rhein Magic that Bai Wei knew could only heal her wounds, but couldn’t immediately restore her energy, so Vic carried her on his back. Naturally, with her energy saved, Ivana was able to answer Bai Wei’s questions better.

"It sounds ridiculous, but you believed it."

Ivana was silent for a moment, then lightly nodded: "Yes, although I know the possibility is really low, I still..."

"But Miss Ivana’s grandmother really came back to life." Vic interrupted Ivana, saying to Bai Wei, "I saw it with my own eyes, sitting in the wheelchair! What’s going on here?"

From Vic’s tone, Bai Wei detected a trace of tension.

Obviously, Vic was also concerned about the sensitive topic of resurrection.

Bai Wei didn’t answer immediately, but looked at Ivana.

"What do you think?" he said with a smile, "Do you think that’s your grandmother?"

Ivana hesitated: "I don’t know."

"Don’t know?"

"Yes, in every aspect, she is just like my grandmother, even the smell." Ivana said softly, "Even some small habits are the same, habits that supposedly no one should know except me and my grandmother, also..."

Ivana recalled the last words "grandmother" said to her last night, she couldn’t help but close her eyes, her expression very pained.

"I really... can’t tell."

"Hmm, if you can’t tell, then don’t for now." Bai Wei, who could see the images in Ivana’s mind, knew just how shocking this was for a girl brought up by her grandmother and had never left the deep mountains, "For it to cause you such pain at least shows those guys have a knack in this area. You mentioned before, they had you deliver your grandmother’s flesh... I mean, body parts to them in stages?"

Ivana’s face turned even paler, but she still nodded: "Yes, they said it was to complete some kind of ritual, needing grandmother’s body, but couldn’t hand her over all at once."

"Hmm... I’m not going to ask something like ’Didn’t you find this odd?’ or any other pointless questions." Bai Wei said, "Let’s talk about something else then, do you have anything else you’re hiding from us?"

Ivana shook her head: "No more."

"Really no more?"

"Really no more." Ivana said, "Grandmother’s passing was so sudden, she didn’t have time to tell me everything, so I actually don’t know much."

"I remember you said before, you and your grandmother guided many Hunters, showing them paths to the Sacrificial Arena to inherit power."

"Is there a problem?"

"Do you remember the old hunter Vic mentioned to you yesterday?"

Ivana recalled.

When they met yesterday, Vic had already told her that before he came here, he encountered a real old hunter. That old hunter told him that the inheritance of the Sacrificial Arena had long been severed, and now hunters inherit from each other through their bloodline.

Ivana didn’t pay much attention to this news yesterday because at that time she was entirely focused on how to deceive Vic, without thinking much about this matter itself, until now when she recalled it.

"Impossible." Ivana’s answer was the same as yesterday, "That old hunter is deceiving you."

And Vic’s reply was the same as yesterday: "Impossible! Mr. Ryan is a good person!"

The two nearly repeated their conversation from yesterday, but fortunately, Ivana realized it.

"I didn’t deceive you." Ivana said seriously, "Although I haven’t officially guided hunters, I saw my grandmother guide them when I was very young."

"Your grandmother guided hunters?"

"Of course, and more than once."

"Are you sure they were hunters?"

"What else could they be? Only hunters would come here." Ivana said, "And they were all like Vic."

Vic was a bit surprised: "Like me?"

"Yes." Ivana nodded, "They all came with hounds."

Vic was stunned.

Vic’s pause made Ivana think he didn’t believe her, so she immediately said, "I’m not lying to you, I’ve seen it many times, all the hunters who came here brought their own hounds, I even remember feeding their hounds."

"I don’t doubt you, it’s just..." Vic instinctively wanted to scratch his head but realized he couldn’t free his hands while carrying Ivana, so he said to her, "Can you scratch it for me?"

"...Huh?"

"I can’t free my hands, my head is a bit itchy." Vic said, "Just above the ear, thanks."

"...Oh." Ivana was a little speechless. While reaching out her hand to scratch Vic’s head, she suddenly had a vision.

It was as if she returned to many years ago, following behind her grandmother, teasing the hounds brought by hunters, scratching their ears just like this.

For a moment, Ivana felt somewhat melancholic again until Bai Wei spoke, "All the hunters came with hounds?"

Ivana came back to her senses: "Yes."

"No exceptions?"

Ivana shook her head: "None."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course." Ivana was very certain, "No exceptions."

"I see." Bai Wei said slowly, "So, those hunters and hounds all entered the Sacrificial Arena under your grandmother’s guidance to obtain the hunters’ inheritance?"

"Yes."

"And what happened next?"

"Next?" Ivana didn’t understand Bai Wei’s question, "What do you mean next?"

"Is there only one path into the Sacrificial Arena?"

"Of course."

"Did the hunters who received the inheritance return?" Bai Wei looked into Ivana’s eyes, "Do you remember?"

Ivana instinctively wanted to answer "of course," but the words got stuck.

Because she couldn’t find such a memory.

She only remembered the scene of hunters entering the Sacrificial Arena, but could not recall any memory of hunters returning from it.

As if... they all never came back.

As if the path was one-way.

At this moment, Bai Wei suddenly lifted his head: "We’ve arrived."

Vic and Ivana both looked ahead, a new temple appeared before them.

"The Temple of Trust." Ivana softly said.