"Divinity?"
Lin Sheng put down the disc in his hand and looked up at the stage in the front. Something was weird about this stage; unlike what normally would happen, its highest position was not a throne but a semicircular white platform. There were blood stains scattered on it, as if something bad had happened here before.
As Lin Sheng strode toward the semi-circular platform, a strange moaning sound came from the wall on the right. The next second, a slender, long-haired woman emerged out of the wall as if she had just come out of the water. Her hair was made up of black ropes, her face just a large hole with two dark little nostrils with no eyes and ears. Her voice was quivering as she came out of the wall. Although she had no eyes, Lin Sheng still felt that she was staring at him.
"Can you speak?" He tried his luck, using the local language.