Classic revival of infinite games

Martha wandered in the dark for a long time.

She didn't know where to go, and she didn't know who the "elder" she heard about was.

She walked aimlessly in the alley.

There are not many residents in this urban area, and most places are dark. Occasionally, candlelight flickers and is reflected on the streets through window lattice of different shapes, but it is more terrifying than a pure dark night.

She was a little nervous and felt eyes following the back of her head.

She suddenly looked back and saw a crow flapping its wings and flying to the eaves of the house.

Crows are not uncommon, but they really add a bit of terror in the dark night.

She turned around again, and just about to breathe a sigh of relief and prepare to move forward, she saw a black figure in front of her hiding at the corner, watching her silently.

She got excited, turned around and ran away.

"Martha? Martha!"

The people at the back started shouting.

"Martha?!"

Hearing the voice, she stopped again, turned around and asked the other person in confusion: "My name is Martha?"

The person who came was a curly-haired young man with golden-brown skin and a jet-black chin.

When he heard this, his thick eyebrows knit together instantly: "Martha, what's wrong with you?"

"Who are you?" Martha asked warily.

"I'm Huni, Martha. We grew up together, didn't we?" He suddenly thought of something, "Did you... drink something?"

"I don't remember..." she said confusedly, "I just remember... By the way, do you know who the elder is?"

"Of course I know, he is our clan leader..." Hu Ni suddenly paused. He seemed to have thought of something, "No..."

"What's wrong?" Martha asked.

"Don't worry about the elders now. If you haven't completed your mission, our tribe won't let you go." Huni took Martha's hand, "We have to run away." "Escape? Where to run?"

Before Martha could continue to ask, her hand was grabbed by Hu Ni and pulled her to run.

……

"Elder...Martha hasn't come back yet. Huni has gone and lost track of her."

"Saint...the situation is different..." the elder murmured and ordered loudly, "Give me another bowl of holy water."

"Elder... the holy water has... bottomed out..."

"Drank it completely?" The elder shook his gray eyebrows.

"There's one last bite left, but the amount doesn't seem to be enough for a complete prediction..."

"The situation has changed drastically. Let me drink!"

After drinking the holy water, the elder's white eyeballs seemed to protrude a little further. They didn't seem to be pure white inside, but had weird patterns squirming inside.

Seeing this, the tribesmen on the side lowered their heads.

"what……"

The elder's old voice murmured and trembled: "Let's... go... to that forbidden area... I want... to see a clearer picture of the future..."

"Elder, do you really want to..."

"Nusi, come with me..." the elder said, grabbing a very tall and muscular man next to him.

Nusi lowered his head and responded crisply, his voice low and deep.

The elder looked at the others again, and his eyes fell on an agile young man.

The young man has an average appearance and is a type that is not easy to remember. He is not tall, but has long arms and legs, and looks very flexible.

"Sean, go find the Saint, Martha, and the others..." The groove at the corner of the elder's mouth deepened, "Once you see them, kill them."