Chapter 1005 Superstitions Kill

The wizard put some herbs into the barrel, and he stuck some talismans around it. Two wizards lifted the barrel and put it into the iron pot. The fire was getting stronger, and the water started to boil. Each of them held a sword made out of coins, and they danced to summon the divinities, and they mumbled all the time. Zachary felt extremely hot, and he was getting nauseated. "This is so hot. Let me out. Somebody save me, please!" Zachary recalled where he heard these words as he yelled. These are the exact words from the scream I heard: He felt that his skin and muscles were about to burst, and he was being braised. He felt nervous and despairing. "Let me out; I can’t stand it anymore. I’m dying…" He was terrified of death. He stood up and wanted to push the lid away. He wanted to escape! But someone pressed the lid down when he pushed it open a bit! And he could not push it open even if he used up all of his energies. He cried, and he recalled that this was exactly what happened when he and Lilly were about to leave. So he was experiencing history itself. He felt scared from the outside of the barrel, and he felt despair when he was in it!