The Lord of Reincarnation - 419

Fang Xian did not speak.

The moment he saw the mural, he seemed obsessed with it.

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

A group of matchstick-like little people, holding weapons, facing the sea, pushed something down.

In the sea, a behemoth was drawn with black strokes, just like a cloud of darkness, and like a monster.

Because the lines are too rough, it is difficult to see the specific shape of the monster.

“Is this fighting? Or is it… a sacrifice?”

Vidali directly pressed the shutter and took a picture.

“Who knows… the beliefs of the indigenous people are very strange, ancestors, natural forces, or beasts… all may become objects of worship… I think this is depicting a hunting picture, they may have seen a huge head Whales, it’s very possible for the ancients to see this creature and worship it as a god.”

Roger analyzed.

It can be seen that he is different from the ordinary rude crew member, and seems to be educated.

“I think… this is a very primitive whale hunting picture!”

Another passenger also expressed his opinion and looked at his companion: “Luca, what’s the matter with you?”

“I… have a headache!”

His companion is a brown-haired man. At this time, looking at the mural, his face muscles began to twist a little: “The pictures here seem to be a bit wrong…they…they are alive…you listen…the waves The voice is mixed with calling…”

“You have heard enough, Luca.”

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

It’s Fangxian!

He could see that this person named Luca was nothing special, but his inspiration was a bit high, and he felt the hidden message in the mural.

For ordinary people, this is not a good thing.

Even with his description, a kind of’signal’ was formed, causing the’mutation’ on the island to become more intense.

In the distance, dark clouds came in patches, 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 in them, washed up from the bottom of the ocean.

It was a rotting corpse!

“what!”

Luca screamed and pointed to a corpse: “That’s…that’s me! I will die! I’m already dead!”

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

Some of them wore seaman’s clothes, while others were passengers.

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

This is an incomprehensible strange phenomenon!

‘The power of darkness… more turbulent…’

He thought to himself:’But the darkness that envelopes this island is not particularly powerful… Personality, probably similar to the bird of broken wings, far inferior to the Primordial Dominator…’

“Are these… illusions? Or a curse? What happens if you come into contact with your own’corpse’? ‘

Fang Xian stared at Luca closely.

This gentleman seemed to have fallen into a state of madness, found his’corpse’ and turned it over hard.

The corpse really had his face, but its face was covered with a layer of scales, like a monster that had been mutated in half.

“what is this?”

Luca was startled, and just wanted to leave, only to find that a layer of horny substance appeared on the back of his hand, piled up in the shape of scales.

“no no……”

He was crying, clutching the back of his hand hard, dripping with blood.

The wound quickly decomposed and drained pus.

Thin scales appeared on Luca’s face, his expression changed and he fell to the ground, becoming a decomposed corpse.

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

“Don’t touch those corpses, don’t look at them, it is a manifestation of a curse!”

Fang Xian shouted loudly.

At the same time, a series of exclamations came from the nearby exploration team, and it was obvious that everyone was cursed.

“No, no, this is the Devil’s Island. I want to go back and get back on the boat.”

Roger clung to the shotgun tightly, as if grasping the last glimmer of hope.

“It’s useless, look at…”

Fang Xian pointed to their lifeboat, which was already full of corpses. If he wanted to rescue the ship, he would have to contact the corpse, perhaps just like Luca, who died directly.

“Let’s reunite with the others first.”

He grabbed Vidali and joined Eric’s team.

“Sire is dead!”

Eric’s expression is very ugly: “This is a curse of a very wide range… it’s completely beyond my ability.”

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

The situation here is worthy of the secret keepers dispatching elite investigators, even legendary investigators.

“I found a mural over there, where are you?”

Fang Xian asked.

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

“If there were natives living on the island, on a certain day, they encountered monsters from the deep sea. They first fought, then immediately failed, surrendering to the power of the monsters, and offering sacrifices to them on a regular basis?” Fang Xian deduced a possibility. : “Find more murals, there may be clues on them…”

“Well, and I have to leave this beach as soon as possible. There are more and more dead bodies, even if they suddenly move, I am not surprised at all.” Eric said half-jokingly.

Soon, Fang Xian, who joined the others, found two new murals.

They are also carved on the reef, and they are made of white marks that cannot be washed away by the sea.

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

The fourth picture completely changed the background, describing 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 to the deep sea monster, and took the initiative to dive into 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 in series, which is to call and worship the deep-sea monster through a certain ritual, and take the initiative to get into its stomach, use it as a submarine, and enter some deep-sea secret!

‘In that secret realm, perhaps there is a true god sleeping, the Primordial Dominator? ‘

If it hadn’t known many secrets before, Fang Xian would still not be able to deduce this.

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

“The greatness of the ages will never end…”

“In the mysterious and dreamy deep sea…”

“#@%$ casts his gaze…”

…

At the beginning of the three-paragraph sentence, there is a very awkward pronunciation, which is vague, but it should be a certain name.

Fang Xian’s whole body seemed to be electrocuted, and the sixth rank of the alchemist was trembling.

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