Chapter 77
Madison stood in front of the altar, her gaze fixed on the distant stele Shelted a talisman paper between her fingers and whispered a few incantations.
As the talisman paper quickly extinguished, the candles on the altar ignited with a bright flame.
The moment the candles were lit, the previously gentle breeze seemed to be controlled by an invisible force. The leaves cessed to flutter, and the chirping of insects and huds gradually faded.
Everyone present felt an overwhelming pressure, causing their heartbeats to quicken and their breaths to become labored.
Mia noticed Yara’s eyes flickering between red and black and asked worriedly, “Yara, are you alright?”
Yara shook her head, her eyes fixed intently on the stele. “I’m Line”
Madison slowly picked up the peachwood sword with a deft motion, she brushed her fingers along the blade, which then took on a deep red hee. Then, she pointed the sword at the stele.
ither spiritual energy hadn’t dissipated, she wouldn’t have needed to go through all this trouble
As she began to chant, a fierce wind soddenly whipped through the once quiet and still tomb, causing everyone around her to stagger and sway.
Despite the chaos, Madison remained unsrected, her facts unwavering Shedewastack of talisman papers from the sword and sliced them through the air
The papers flew toward the stele, covering the tune completely, The wind intensified, causing the candles on the altar to flicker dangeroush.
Madison reversed the sword’s position, pressing it firmly into the altar. The peachwood sword planted elf on the table, and the thickeringcandles stabilized as if seen force had shielded them from the de.
The talisman papers on the stele began to seep with a vivid crimson color. The red slowly sperat until each talisman was completely snaked. Then, one by one, they flew back inte Madison’s Band
She set the talisman papses alight with the sword. Despite their natural propensity to bum quickly, they burned exceedingly slowly
The crimson swirled over the papers but couldn’t entirely impede the buring process.
Whem all the talisman papers were consumed, the tumulous wind subsided, and the sounds of insects and birds returned, depelling the intense pressure that had been on everyone’s mind.
Tyler exhaled deeply and collapsed onto the ground, sweating prolovely. He looked over of Charles and Rob, who looked equally pale.
Struggling to his feet, Tyler called out, “Me Corrin, are you guys okay?
Charles and Rob ignored him and exchanged worried glances before hurrying over to Madison
“Madison, is the cune broken?
Madison nodded. “Wa.”
Beimming with anticipation, Rob asked, “Can we enter the tomb now?*
The delay meant further risk of oxidation for the artifacts inside.
Madison didn’t answer immediately but turned her attention to Yara chacles and Rob, though unable to see the latter, followed Madison’s gazr with aminus eyes,
Yara stood frozen, her expression dazed. It took Mia’s gentle nudge to bring her back to her senses.
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