So this really was a classic horror trope?
A group goes looking for trouble, gets lured in, splits up, and someone mysteriously vanishes?
Standing in the doorway of the small room and gazing at the only light in the darkness, Fu Qian felt a sincere sense of amazement.
And dread.
It wasn't that he found this scene particularly frightening.
Fu Qian had seen far too many big moments to be shaken by this, even with an ordinary human body. It wouldn't affect his emotions, observations, or train of thought.
But it was precisely by observing calmly that he could immediately recognize how serious the situation was.
It had only been a little over ten seconds since they opened the door.
And just like that, their tough-guy buddy had vanished, even leaving his gear behind for Batters without a sound.
That was an absurdly inhuman level of efficiency. It seemed they had no choice but to invoke the supernatural to explain it.
But that made the situation far more dire.
It meant the supernatural forces here weren't just active—they could do far more than lure people in.
At the very least, they could make a living person disappear in a few breaths.
Although it seemed to have disappeared along with him.
Batters was standing where they had seen the "jellyfish" from outside.
But at a glance, all Fu Qian saw was Batters's body, illuminated by the light.
Even the intense yearning that had accompanied it seemed to have stopped growing.
Of course, despite that, Batters still looked as if he was suffering terribly.
He stared fixedly at the empty floor, his despondent expression enough to break anyone's heart.
"What are you looking at? You've got the tool. Start digging already."
Unfortunately, Fu Qian felt no pity whatsoever. He walked straight over