These murals have probably existed here since the beginning of the construction of the secret passage, and they have been in existence for at least hundreds of years now.

But over the years, these murals have not been damaged in any way, and even the colors on them are still gorgeous, as if they had just been painted.

Everyone's eyes slowly swept over, and then their attention was immersed in the contents of these murals.

There are twelve murals, which are incoherent in their content, and the images depict a god standing between heaven and earth.

As for why everyone knows the identity of the person in the painting, it is thanks to the fact that at the bottom of each mural, there is a stone tablet engraved with words, which clearly introduces the corresponding person in the painting.

"The gods in these paintings...... It seems that they were all killed by the Flame Demon God......"

Xu Lin said with a frown.

The god in the painting stands between heaven and earth, but he is pierced through his chest by a spear, and although his body has not fallen, he is obviously dead and cannot die again.

There were twelve gods in total, and the frescoes could be guessed how powerful they were, but they were cut off by a spear.

"But why did the demon god make the murals of the gods he killed instead of his own?"

The fat man asked, the expression on his face somewhat puzzled.

Referring to the ancient tombs and ruins excavated in the Overworld, if someone inscribes a picture of the enemy they have slain, then they will definitely put their own murals or carvings in the most conspicuous position to show their merits.

However, in these twelve murals, there is no figure of the demon god, and the only thing related to him is the spear that runs through the chest of the fallen god.

"It's not that there is no demon god, but the mural about him is engraved on it."

Jiang Ningyuan said while looking up at the flashlight.

Four or five meters above everyone's heads, almost the entire top of the room was encompassed.

In this mural, a demon god with a body of flames stands proudly in the air, and where his spear is pointed is a mountain formed by the gods and their people at his feet.

The bodies and bodies of the gods turned into mountain peaks, the bright red blood merged into a river, and the black smoke rose into the sky as the flames of war burned, staining the entire canopy of heaven with a layer of haze...

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It's just a picture, but it makes countless complex thoughts arise in the hearts of the viewers, some people feel magnificent, and some people feel desolate and miserable.

In addition to the many emotions that emerged in his heart, what Jiang Ningyuan felt the most was the spear held in the hand of the person in the painting.

In the twelve murals of the fallen gods around it, although the figure of this spear also appears, most of the time it looks very blurry, or it is obscured by flames and other objects, and the true face cannot be seen clearly.

But in this picture on the roof, the figure standing above the countless gods, the spear in his hand is clearly depicted.

Jiang Ningyuan's gaze turned back and forth on the picture above his head and the spear in his hand, the weapon he got from the treasury of a baron in Dongcheng District, except for looking a little shabby, was almost exactly the same as the one held by the demon god in the picture.

Gradually, the surrounding people also noticed this, and their eyes seemed to have a look of incredulity.

"It should be just an imitation, this demon god can't give his personal weapon to a baron as a reward."

Feeling everyone's gaze, Jiang Ningyuan shrugged his shoulders and said.

And this is also a more reasonable explanation, otherwise the Demon God's weapon appeared in a baron's collection, which is somewhat hard to believe.

Even if it appeared in the collection of the duke, or even the mighty marquis, it would not be so unacceptable.

"But even if it's an imitation, it's already very powerful."

Liu Yong said in a deep voice.

Although they can't say that they know a lot about this weapon, they know a little bit about it, and it is much more powerful than the equipment in the hands of several people, and there may even be some hidden ability that has not been unlocked.

"Instead of focusing on weapons, let's think about how to get out of here."

On the side, Xu Lin suddenly sighed.

After everyone heard the sound, they remembered that they were in a 'dead end', with all the passages blocked behind them, and there was no second exit in front of them.

In short, they are now trapped in this place.

"Do you think the walls here are as hard as those boulders?"

The fat man muttered.

Because

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Due to the influence of a certain force, his ability is completely useless in these secret passages, and he is unable to manipulate the earth elemental to shuttle through the surrounding walls and the boulders that seal the path.

Hearing this, the people around immediately rolled their eyes, and Xu Lin even warned him that the fat man was not allowed to try.

It's not that I'm afraid that this room will collapse, but I think that the demon god has taken great pains to make such a place, in case something is hidden in the mural?

If there is nothing left, there is no need to set up a mechanism and block the other roads.

This is clearly trying to send a message!

"It's just a message that the demon god wants to tell others...... Where will it be? ”

Jiang Ningyuan's gaze swept over the twelve murals one by one, and his intuition told him that not only was the demon god hiding something here, but even whether he could leave this place depended on whether he could find out where the mechanism was.

The rest of the people were also aware of this, and stayed in front of the different murals, carefully observing and studying, trying to find the key points.

It's just that the only thing that is relevant in the twelve murals is that the gods depicted in them have all died under the spear of the demon god, and there is nothing else in common.

And this alone obviously can't unlock the hidden mechanism of this place.

Gradually, Jiang Ningyuan frowned silently, and the longer he spent here, the more he felt that there seemed to be a violent anger accumulating in his heart, although it was not obvious, but he still gradually felt some irritability.

"What's wrong, what did you find?"

Seeing him frowning, Xu Lin stepped forward and asked.

Hearing this, he shook his head silently, and told his dead friend about the strangeness in his heart.

"Could it be that there are monsters hidden here, too?"

After listening, Xu Lin raised his eyebrows and said.

The monsters in the underground secret passage have the ability to interfere with their minds, this is something they have already experienced, and at this moment, Jiang Ningyuan's mood is abnormal, it is difficult for people not to have this association.

Even Xu Lin had already found that there was a little irritability on the faces of everyone here, and only he and Zhao Yu were the least affected, and they could hardly detect anything wrong.

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