Chapter 417 God's Name
Fang Xian didn't say anything.
The moment he saw the mural, he seemed to be fascinated by it.
This seems to be a mural left by primitive indigenous people and the content is very simple.
A group of matchstick-like little men, holding weapons, faced the sea and pushed something down.
In the sea, a huge monster was depicted with black strokes, like a ball of darkness or a monster.
Because the lines are too rough, the specific shape of the monster cannot be seen clearly.
"Is this a battle? Or... a sacrifice?"
Vidaly pressed the shutter button and took a photo.
"Who knows... The indigenous people's beliefs are very strange. Ancestors, natural forces, or wild beasts... can all be objects of worship... I think this is a picture of hunting. They may have seen a huge whale. It is very likely that the ancients saw this kind of creature and worshiped it as a god."
Roger analyzed.
It can be seen that he is different from the ordinary rude crew members and seems to have received some education.
"I think... this is a very primitive picture of whale hunting!"
Another passenger also expressed his opinion and looked at his companion: "Luca, what's wrong with you?"
"I...have a headache!"
His companion was a brown-haired man. As he looked at the mural, the muscles on his face began to twist a little bit: "The pictures here seem to be a little bit wrong... They... They are alive... Listen... The sound of the waves is mixed with calls..."
"You've heard enough, Luca."
Just then, a hand reached out and blocked Luca's view.
It’s Fang Xian!
He could see that this man named Luca was nothing special, but he had a high level of inspiration and could sense the hidden information in the murals.
For ordinary people, this is not a good thing.
Even along with his description, a kind of "signal" was formed, causing the "changes" on the island to become more intense.
In the distance, dark clouds came in groups, and the color of the sea became deeper.
It seemed that, deep in the ocean, the entrance to an abyss had opened.
Crash!
The waves were rolling, and there seemed to be dark shadows being washed up from the bottom of the ocean.
Those were rotten corpses!
"ah!"
Luca screamed, pointing at a dead body: "That's...that's me! I'm going to die! I'm already dead!"
Fang Xian looked over and found that although the corpses were a little swollen and rotten, they could still be roughly identified.
Some of them were dressed as sailors, others were passengers.
It seems that they are the group of people who landed on the island.
This is an incomprehensible strange phenomenon!
"The power of darkness... has become even more violent..."
He thought to himself: "But the darkness covering this island is not particularly strong... In terms of status, it is probably about the same as a bird with broken wings, far inferior to the Ancient Ruler..."
'Are these... illusions? Or curses? What will happen if you come into contact with your own 'corpse'? '
Fang Xian stared at Luca closely.
The gentleman seemed to have fallen into a state of madness. He found his own 'corpse' and tried hard to turn it over.
The corpse indeed had his face, but it was covered with a layer of scales, like a half-mutated monster.
"What's this?"
Luca was startled and just wanted to leave, but he found a layer of keratin on the back of his hand, piled up in the shape of scales.
“No…no…”
He cried and scratched the back of his hand hard, causing blood to flow.
The wound quickly rotted and began to fester.
Fine scales appeared on Luca's face, his expression changed, and he fell to the ground, becoming a rotting corpse.
This incomprehensible scene caused Vidali's camera to fall to the ground and break into pieces.
"Don't touch those corpses, don't look them in the eye, that is the embodiment of a curse!"
Fang Xian shouted loudly.
At the same time, screams came one after another from the nearby exploration team, and it was obvious that some of them were cursed.
"No, no, this is Devil's Island. I want to go back, back to the boat."
Roger held the shotgun tightly, as if he was holding on to the last glimmer of hope.
"It's no use, you see..."
Fang Xian pointed at their lifeboat, which was filled with corpses. If they wanted to rescue the boat, they would inevitably come into contact with the corpses, and perhaps die like Luca.
"Let's meet up with the others first."
He pulled Vidali along and joined up with Eric's team.
"Xi Lei is dead!"
Eric's expression was very ugly: "This is a curse of a very large scale... It is completely beyond my ability."
Even if he is the Rookie of the Year, the underlying meaning is that he is still a newcomer.
The situation here is enough for the keeper to dispatch elite investigators, or even legendary investigators.
"I found a mural over there, what about yours?"
Fang Xian asked.
The situation was urgent at this time, and Eric didn't mind exposing some abnormalities: "There are also murals on the reefs here. I think it is a sacrifice to the 'deep sea monster'..."
"If there were originally indigenous people living on the island, then one day they encountered a monster from the deep sea, fought it at first but were defeated, surrendered to the power of the monster, and offered sacrifices to it regularly?" Fang Xian deduced a possibility: "Find more murals, there may be clues on them..."
"Well, and we have to leave this beach as soon as possible. There are more and more corpses washing up. I wouldn't be surprised even if they suddenly moved." Eric said half-jokingly.
Soon, Fang Xian reunited with the others and found two new murals.
They are also carved on the reef, marked with white marks that cannot be washed away by sea water.
The third picture shows a stickman entering the mouth of a deep-sea monster, seemingly for feeding.
The fourth picture has a completely different background, depicting an ancient palace with some ripples around it.
"No... this isn't feeding!"
Fang Xian stared at the third mural and suddenly said, "The natives worshipped the deep-sea monster and took the initiative to enter its belly and came to the deep sea...the palace of the deep sea!"
The ripples in the fourth mural represent the seabed.
Therefore, all the murals are connected together, which is to call on and sacrifice the deep-sea monster through some kind of ritual, and actively drill into its belly, using it as a submarine to enter a secret place somewhere in the deep sea!
"Perhaps a true god, the Ancient Ruler, is sleeping in that secret place?"
If Fang Xian hadn't known many secrets before, he wouldn't have been able to deduce this.
After realizing this, his ears suddenly echoed with layers of calls:
"The greatness of eternity never ends..."
"In the mysterious and dreamy deep sea..."
"#@%&$ cast His gaze..."
…
At the end of the three-paragraph sentence, there is a very difficult pronunciation, which is unclear, but it should be a certain name.
Fang Xian felt as if he had been electrocuted all over, and even his sixth-level alchemist status was trembling.
"That is not a noble name, but a divine name! The true name of the Ancient Ruler! The most secret and forbidden knowledge!"
