Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

When the little boy William saw this scene in the passageway, he held his mother Caroline's hand tightly.

What they are experiencing now is completely beyond their imagination, and it feels like a dream.

Are these real bones?

Jeff pointed at the skeletons on the wall, roughly gesturing to indicate what he meant.

Kevin ran his hand over the passageway, feeling the texture that was completely different from that of stone, and nodded solemnly.

If it were just human skeletons, it might not be up to par, but some of the creatures in the skeletons are clearly non-human, yet their skeletons are also real.

This means that these creatures once existed and were sealed here, forming fossils.

His demonic hand could sense the evil power contained within these bones, some of which were no less powerful than his own.

Further ahead, the power contained within those goat skulls seemed to have surpassed his own.

He's not even worse than Ron.

This situation indicates danger.

Even those with that level of strength couldn't escape the cave's seal, and now they have to re-enter it. Who knows if it still contains any strange methods left behind?

The group continued walking inside.

Now that things have come to this, they have no way out.

As they went further in, the skeletons on the surrounding walls became clearer and clearer, indicating that the passage Ron had opened up had come to an end.

Behind them was a spatial passage that originally existed inside the cave, hidden behind solid rocks, which Ron had opened up.

Skeletons gradually emerged from the walls of this passage.

It's like a series of reliefs.

It seems they are no longer content with being displayed like paintings on the wall, but want to enter reality.

The further you go in, the more pronounced the bones on the surrounding walls become.

They kept squeezing into the stone walls, seemingly trying to squeeze into reality.

Gradually, it changed from the original surface layer to half of the body protruding out, and then more and more parts emerged.

They take up space in the passageway, making it narrow.

The surroundings were completely dark.

In this situation, Jeff took out his windproof lighter from his pocket, lit it, and used it to obtain the only light he had.

The flame was very weak, as if there was a lack of oxygen here.

Despite the dark, enclosed passage, a faint, cool breeze occasionally swept through, causing the flames to flicker precariously, as if they might be extinguished at any moment.

These winds shouldn't exist in the first place; there are no ventilation openings at all, and the winds carry a strange, preservative-like smell.

They seem to be wind squeezed out from the stones beneath their feet, which is completely contrary to the laws of physics.

The group walked forward for another 100 meters.

The original skeletal patterns on both sides are now fully visible in the passageway, resembling human-shaped skeletal sculptures.

This looks like a fashion show.

The passageway was crowded with these humanoid skeletons, their lifelike appearances and seemingly ever-watchful eyes were terrifying.

The group could only walk in the middle of them and continue forward toward the passage.

Further on, there appeared stone sculptures in the form of human-goat figures, some reaching two meters in height. Their bodies were somewhere between petrified and metallicized, as if time had not yet completely submerged them.

"What if those priests suddenly..." Caroline couldn't bear the pressure any longer and asked in a low voice.

She always felt that these guys might come to life at any moment, because she could always feel a lot of eyes on her, but she couldn't figure out where the gazes were coming from.

Whenever I turn my head to find the source of my gaze.

That feeling of being spied on will disappear.

Just like now, she clearly felt that there was a strange presence behind her, quietly crouching in a corner of the ground, watching her. This premonition was very strong, and she could even sense the location of the other party.

But when she turned her head, she didn't find anything spying on her.

Ron is standing in that spot.

Ron is everyone's support; he will never have any problems. If something happens to Ron, then everyone will probably just have to wait to die!
But it was precisely this sense of disparity that caused her body to develop goosebumps and feel a chill run down her spine in this contradictory state of warning.

“Caroline, you seem to be feeling unwell?” Ron sensed her gaze.

She seemed to be searching for something that terrified her, but then she saw her own direction, and her eyes, filled with doubt, looked away again.

"Maybe I'm just imagining things," Caroline said, sounding somewhat unsure.

"Perhaps, after all, the space here is a bit oppressive!" Ron said, but his brows were furrowed.

Under the current circumstances, there is absolutely no such thing as a misperception. The reason he agreed with her was simply to calm Caroline down.

Impatience is useless in this situation; on the contrary, it will only make you lose your composure.

But in reality, he was already on high alert.

As the group walked further in, the surrounding statues gradually detached from their petrification, and bursts of red light appeared ahead of the passage.

“It seems we’re nearing the end!” Kevin, the leader, spoke with a sense of relief.

He would rather face only demons ahead and find himself in dire straits than remain trapped in this unsettling and eerie atmosphere.

What's more terrifying than death itself is the process of waiting for it.

The passageway was now packed with people, their bodies not only petrified but also waxed, their features clearly visible, including even blemishes or moles on their bodies.

Their expressions were very strange, as if they carried a certain joy, yet also seemed to contain fear.

A strange smile appeared on his lips as he stared straight into the passageway, making everyone who walked by feel as if he were being smiled at.

giggle!
A strange sound, as if the stone door had been moved, came from both sides of the passage, and the sound was very dense.

These wax-coated human figures raised one arm, pointing towards the depths of the passage, seemingly guiding the group.

Two enormous stone goat sculptures had appeared behind them, completely blocking the passage horizontally.

Their bodies are also somewhere between semi-petrified and fossilized.

At this moment, no one doubted that if they dared to retreat, these two guys would probably come back to life.

"It seems we have no other choice," Jeff said, spreading his hands in a helpless gesture.

“We’ve arrived here, let’s move on,” Ron said calmly.

The group walked carefully in the middle, avoiding touching the eerie wax figures on both sides of the road. Following the dark tunnel, they finally reached the end.

This is a space that occupies approximately 100 square meters. (End of Chapter)