Fang Xian didn't speak.

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

This seems to be a fresco left by the primitive people, and the content is simple.

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

And in the middle of the sea, a behemoth is depicted with black strokes, like a mass of darkness, and like a monster.

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

"Is this a fight? Or in ...... Sacrifice? ”

Videli pressed the shutter directly and took a picture.

"Who knows...... The beliefs of the natives are strange, ancestors, forces of nature, or beasts of prey...... are likely to be objects of worship...... I think it's a picture of a hunt, maybe they saw a huge whale, and it's very possible that ancient people saw this creature and worshiped it like a god. ”

Roger analyzed.

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

"I think...... This is a very primitive picture of whale hunting! ”

Another passenger also expressed his opinion and looked at his companion again: "Luca, what's wrong with you?" ”

"I ...... Some headaches! ”

His companion, a brown-haired man, looked at the mural at this time, and the muscles on his face began to distort a little: "The picture here seems to be a little wrong...... They...... They are alive...... You listen...... The sound of the waves, mixed with the call......"

"You've heard enough, Luca."

At that moment, a palm reached over and blocked Luca's view.

It's Fang Xian!

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

For the average person, this is not a good thing.

Even, along with his description, a kind of 'signal' was formed, which caused the 'mutation' on the island to be more violent.

In the distance, dark clouds come in and the sea becomes more colorful.

It seems, in the depths of the ocean, an entrance to some abyss was opened.

Whoa!

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

It was a decomposing corpse!

"Ahh

Lukka screamed, pointing to a corpse, "That's ...... That's me! I'm going to die! I'm dead! ”

Fang Xian looked over and found that although the corpses were a little swollen and rotten, they were still generally recognizable.

Some of them wore seafarers' clothes, while others were passengers.

It seems that it is his own group of people who have landed on the island.

This is an incomprehensible and strange phenomenon!

'The power of darkness...... It's even more turbulent......'

He thought to himself, 'But the darkness that hangs over this island is not particularly powerful...... In terms of personality, it is probably similar to the bird with broken wings, far inferior to the primeval ruler......

'These...... Is it an illusion? Or is it a curse? What happens if you come into contact with your own 'corpse'? ’

Fang Xian stared at Luka tightly.

The gentleman seemed to have fallen into a state of madness, found his 'corpse' and turned it over with great effort.

The corpse had his face on it, but it was covered in scales, like a half-mutated monster.

"It's ...... What the? ”

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

"No...... Not ......"

He cried and clutched the back of his hand with all his might, clutching it to blood.

The wound quickly decayed and drained pus.

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

This incomprehensible scene caused Videlli's camera to fall to the ground and fall apart.

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

Fang Xian shouted loudly.

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

"No, no, this is Alcatraz Island, I'm going back, back to the ship."

Roger clung to the shotgun as if clutching to the last glimmer of hope.

"It's useless, you see......"

Fang Xian pointed to their lifeboat, which was already full of corpses, and if they wanted to rescue the boat, they would inevitably have to come into contact with the corpses, perhaps just like Luca, and die directly.

"Let's join the others first."

He pulled Vidaly by the hand and joined up with Eric's team.

"Siray is dead!"

Eric's expression was ugly: "This is a curse of a very large range...... It's completely beyond my reach. ”

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

The situation here is already worthy of the secret keepers to send elite investigators, even legendary investigators.

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

Fang Xian asked.

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

"What if the island was originally inhabited by natives, and one day they encountered a monster from the deep sea, first fought, then lost, surrendered to the power of the monster, and sacrificed to it regularly?" Fang Xian deduced a possibility: "Find more murals, there may be clues on them......"

"Well, and I'm going to get out of this beach as soon as possible, and there are more and more corpses rushing up, and even if they suddenly move, I won't be surprised at all." Eric said half-jokingly.

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

They are also carved into the reef, a white mark that cannot be washed away by the sea.

The third one is a stickman who burrows into the mouth of a deep-sea monster and appears to be a feeding.

The fourth, on the other hand, has a completely different background, depicting a quaint palace with some ripples around it.

"That's not right...... It's 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 burrow into its belly and came to the deep-sea ...... A palace in the depths of the sea! ”

The ripples of the fourth mural, representing the seabed.

Therefore, all the murals are connected in series, which is to call and sacrifice the deep-sea monster through some kind of ritual, and take the initiative to burrow into its belly, using it as a submarine to enter a secret place in the deep sea!

'Perhaps there is a true god sleeping in that secret realm, the primeval ruler?' ’

If he hadn't known many secrets before, Fang Xian wouldn't have been able to deduce this.

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

"The greatness of eternity never ends......

"In the dreamy depths of the ......"

"#@%&$ cast His gaze ......"

……

At the end of the three paragraphs, there is a very awkward pronunciation, vague, but it should be a name.

Fang Xian's whole body was as if he had been electrocuted, and the sixth-level personality of Fang Shi was trembling.

That's not a name, it's a God's name! The true name of the primeval ruler! The most secret and forbidden knowledge! ’