"Are you going to kill me now?"
Zhang Chen smiled faintly. In truth, there was no need for him to act under the current circumstances. At the mountain's central point where the elevator had arrived, he sensed an energy fluctuation that stirred his heart slightly.
Jin Pangzi naturally noticed something at this moment as well, and his eyes suddenly widened as he looked around.
When Jin Pangzi had stepped out of the elevator earlier, this place had clearly been nothing more than cave tunnels like those below. Yet now, it had become an enormous room. Display cases around them held thousands upon thousands of Reverse Demon masks, each with a different appearance. Most were white, while a small number were light blue.
Creak, creak!
Strange sounds came from the depths of the room.
When Jin Pangzi turned to look, he could vaguely make out a hunched old man seated on a stone chair. He held a pair of scissors in his right hand while his left hand gripped the head of a Reverse Demon. He was carefully peeling the mask stuck to the demon's face away from it.
Once the mask had been removed without the slightest damage, the old man directly tossed the dead Reverse Demon's head into his mouth and chewed it up completely. The bloodstained mask was then washed clean in a bucket of water beside him before being placed in a suitable spot among the surrounding displays.
Throughout the entire process, he seemed unaware of the two people who had arrived. After handling one mask, he continued peeling the next Reverse Demon's mask with remarkable patience.
"I'll spare your life for now. I'll go bring the captain up. I more or less understand the main purpose of this place's design."
The eerie, sinister expression on Jin