Sacrificial offering?
Jiang Qiao heard the term and immediately had a bad feeling.
Fuck!
At that moment.
The Vicious Ghosts gathered around the pyramid had clearly understood the term and its meaning, because they all turned toward the palace in unison.
"As expected."
"They're treating me as a sacrificial offering?"
Jiang Qiao narrowed his eyes.
Yet he did not panic. His emotions did not even fluctuate.
Now this was normal.
Where did so many good things come from? A newcomer from outside had just arrived, yet they let him live in a grand palace, bowed their heads and worshiped him as their king, and even took him to the top of that pyramid, which was obviously a forbidden area.
There had to be a conspiracy.
"Heh."
He calmly found himself a chair. He wanted to see what these ghosts would do.
Then he saw it.
Beside the female ghost dressed in priestly robes.
Two men suddenly appeared.
They were Vicious Ghosts as well.
They were also dressed in ornate clothing.
But unlike the priestess, they looked more like they were imitating the attire of some worldly authority, resembling the noble class.
"The prophecy was correct."
"He is our king, the king acknowledged by the Stove God."
One male ghost spoke seriously.
He wore splendid purple robes. Though he was a monster, he possessed an inexplicable air of nobility, as if he had once truly been some earth-shakingly important figure and cultivated this bearing over time.
"Yes."
"He is the king acknowledged by the Stove God. Only he can become the true sacrificial offering."
"He can also lead us out of here."
Another Vicious Ghost, dressed in red, spoke as well. "As long as he is willing to become our king, we can worship him and let him enjoy the offerings