"Seriously, why don't they turn on the lights in a museum this big...?" a girl muttered as she walked.
The museum's interior was rather dark and eerie. It seemed very large, but the only light came from the ghostly purple glow of some unknown things overhead. They hung so high that very little of their light reached the floor.
"Why isn't there even any signal here?" the boy with glasses complained. "They've made it just like a haunted house..."
"Probably to stop things in here from being spread over the internet," Huang Zequan guessed.
"It looks like more people are coming in behind us." Su Han tugged on Cheng Tian's sleeve. Cheng Tian turned to look. "Never mind them. Let's just look around on our own."
"Gengar." Gengar's scarlet eyes stood out in the darkness. The darkness here hardly affected it, so it watched everything around it curiously.
Only when wave after wave of cold, sinister gazes fell upon it did Gengar shudder despite itself...
"Gengar?!" Gengar looked up and got a terrible fright.
"What's wrong?" Cheng Tian looked up too. Although he could not make out what was happening overhead, the system could give him a definite answer. Lists of information appeared in his mind. There were Lampent and Chandelure up there, one after another!
"Gulp." Cheng Tian could not help swallowing, suddenly feeling cold all over.
Rumor had it that Lampent's flames could lure away a person's soul. If their soul was lured away, they would become a walking corpse.
Gengar was a little panicked. Those Chandelure were extremely powerful, far beyond anything it could compare to. Among all those Chandelure, it sensed a powerful grudge it had only ever felt from Wen Xu's Gengar. But it was very well concealed and posed no threat to humans.
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