Great Lord of Calamity’s Reincarnation Chapter 417: God’s name

Fang Xian did not speak.

The moment he saw the mural, he seemed indulged in it.

It seems that the content of the murals left by the indigenous people is very simple.

A group of villains like matchsticks, holding weapons, facing the sea, pushed something down.

And in the sea, a giant creature is depicted in black strokes, like a dark mass, like a monster.

Because the lines are too rough, I can’t see the specific form of the monster.

"Is this fighting? Or...sacrificial?"

Vitaly directly pressed the shutter and took a picture.

"Who knows... Aboriginal beliefs are strange, ancestors, forces of nature, or beasts...all may become objects of worship... I think this is depicting a hunting picture, they may look at it When a huge whale arrived, the ancients saw this creature and worshipped it as a god. It was very possible."

Roger analyzed.

It can be seen that he is different from ordinary rude crew members and seems to have received some education.

"I think...this is a very original whale hunting picture!"

Another passenger also commented and looked at his companion: "Lucca, what's wrong with you?"

"I...have a headache!"

His companion is a brown-haired man, looking at the mural at this time, the muscles on his face start to twist a little: "The pictures here seem to be wrong...they...they are alive...you listen... ...The sound of the waves, with a call..."

"You heard enough, Luca."

At this moment, a palm was stretched out, blocking Luca’s sight.

It is Fang Xian!

He can see that this man named Luca is nothing special, but the inspiration is a bit high, and he feels the hidden information in the mural.

For ordinary people, this is not a good thing.

Even with his description, a ‘signal’ was formed, causing the island’s ‘mutation’ to become more intense.

In the distance, dark clouds came out, and the color of the sea became deeper.

It seems that in the depths of the ocean, an entrance to an abyss has been opened.

Wow!

The waves rolled, and there seemed to be black shadows that were washed up from the bottom of the ocean.

That is a rotting body!

"Ah!"

Lucca screamed and pointed to a body: "That's...that's me! I will die! I am already dead!"

Fang Xian looked over and found that although the corpses were somewhat swollen and rotten, they could still be roughly identified.

Some of them wear seafarers’ clothes, while others are passengers.

It seems that they are the people who landed on the island.

This is a strange phenomenon that cannot be understood!

‘The power of darkness...more turbulent...’

He secretly pondered: ‘But the darkness that envelopes this island is not particularly powerful... The argument is probably similar to that of a winged bird, far less than the Archaic Dominator...’

‘Are these... an illusion? Or a curse? What happens if I come in contact with my corpse? ’

Fang Xian stared at Luca closely.

This gentleman seems to have fallen into a frantic state, found his ‘corpse’, and turned over hard.

The corpse really has his face, but the face is covered with First Layer scales, like a monster that has been mutated by half.

"What is this... what?"

Lucca was startled, just wanted to leave, but found that on the back of his hand, First Layer **** emerged, stacked in the shape of scales.

"No...no..."

He was crying and grabbing the back of his hand hard, bloody.

The wound rots and pus quickly.

Dense scales appeared on Luca’s face. His expression changed and fell to the ground, becoming a rotten corpse.

This incomprehensible scene caused Verdell’s camera to fall to the ground and fall apart.

"Don’t touch those corpses, don’t look at them, it’s a curse manifestation!"

Fang Xian shouted loudly.

At the same time, successive cries of exclamation also came from the nearby exploration team, and obviously everyone was cursed.

"No, this is Devil's Island, I will go back and go back to the boat."

Roger grabbed the shotgun, as if holding the last glimmer of hope.

"Useless, you see..."

Fang Xian is pointing to their lifeboat, where they have been filled with corpses. If you want to rescue the ship, you must contact the corpses, maybe just like Luca, die directly.

"Let’s join other people first."

He took Vidali and joined Eric’s team.

"Cire is dead!"

Eric’s expression is very ugly: "This is a huge curse... It is completely beyond my ability."

Even if it is the newcomer king, the underlying meaning is still a newcomer.

The situation here is already worth keeping secret guards to dispatch elite investigators, even legendary investigators.

"I found a mural over there, where are you?"

Fang Xian asked.

At this time, the situation was urgent, and Eric didn’t mind exposing some anomalies: "There are also murals on the reef here. I think it is a kind of sacrifice to the "deep sea monster"..."

"If indigenous people originally lived on the island, on a certain day, they met monsters from the deep sea, they first fought, they immediately failed, surrendered to the monster's power, and regularly sacrificed to them?" Fang Xian deduced One possibility: "find more murals, then there may be clues..."

"Well, and I want to leave this beach as soon as possible. There are more and more bodies rushing up, even if they suddenly move, I am not surprised at all." Eric said half-jokingly .

Soon, Fang Xian, who merged with others, found two new murals.

They are also engraved on the reef, a white trace that cannot be washed away by seawater.

The third picture is a stickman who got into the mouth of a deep-sea monster and seemed to be a kind of feeding.

The fourth frame completely changed the background and described a quaint palace with some ripples around it.

"No...this is not feeding!"

Fang Xian stared at the third mural and suddenly said: "The indigenous people sacrificed the deep-sea monster and took the initiative to get into its belly and came to the deep-sea... deep-sea palace!"

The ripples of the fourth mural represent the seabed.

So, all the murals are connected in series, which is to call and sacrifice the deep sea monster through some kind of ritual, and actively drill into its belly, treat it as a submarine, and enter the deep sea Mystic Realm!

‘In that Mystic Realm~IndoMTL.com~ Maybe a true god, Swire Dominator? ’

If you didn’t know many secrets before, Fang Xian couldn’t deduce this.

After understanding this, his ears suddenly echoed with layers of calls:

"The greatness of the ancients will never cease..."

"Among the dreamy and blurred deep sea Mystic Realm..."

"#%& cast his gaze..."

......

At the end of the three-sentence sentence, there is a very vocal pronunciation, ambiguous, but it should be a certain taboo.

The Fang Xian is like an electric shock, and the person of the alchemist level 6 is shaking.

‘That’s not the name, but the name of God! The real name of Swire Dominator! The most secret and taboo knowledge! ’