In the half-collapsed temple, only a few stone pillars are still intact, which together support the small half of the main hall.

At the very front of the main hall is a cracked altar with a pitch-black, large cross erected in the center of the altar.

Above the cross, hung an upside-down naked man, his ankles, his thighs, and his body, with obvious rust-colored iron nails exposed, accompanied by bright red bloodstains.

Darek knew it was the idol of the "fallen Creator", but he couldn't help but look down at his target's face.

He saw that the face of the idol, the nose, mouth, and ears were all blurred, but the eyes were carved very clearly.

The "fallen Creator" closed his eyes tightly, as if bearing the guilt and pain.

"Look away, don't study the statue of the evil god!" "Demon Hunter" Colin reminded in a deep voice.

"Yes, Your Excellency. Several members of the exploration team quickly withdrew their gaze.

- Before today, although Silver City had discovered many destroyed cities and found some written records pointing to evil gods in previous explorations, most of the residents had never seen the so-called evil god statues.

The remainder of the temple was not wide on the ground, and the exploration team quickly divided into groups of two or three, and found nothing unusual.

Seeing this, Colin, the chief of the "six-member council", pondered for a few seconds and said:

"Go underground. ”

As he spoke, he brushed out one of the twin swords he was carrying, and applied it a silver-gray ointment.

Immediately afterward, he removed a metal vial from the belt around his waist, unplugged it, and drank the potion inside.

At this moment, Deric felt that the chief's light blue eyes seemed to brighten up a little.

The members of the exploration team made the most careful preparations one after another, and under the light of four animal skin lanterns, they walked step by step to the underground area along the stairs to the left of the idol.

Darik shifted to the position of carrying the lantern and walked in front of the left, carefully digging into the darkness.

He heard the footsteps of himself and his companions swinging out from the stone staircase surface, echoing in a distant emptiness.

The echo was undisturbed, signaling absolute silence below, but in the minds of the members of the exploration team, it was like a knock on the door, trying to open a secret that had been buried for an unknown number of years, and it made their spirits tense up.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Derrick finally saw the road ahead of him flattened, and saw the newly discovered fresco described by the polluted Duck Riggins.

The frescoes are scattered on the walls on both sides, simply painted with some color, looking ancient, vicissitudes, and bleak.

Derrick glanced at it casually, and was caught by one of the murals:

On the left front wall, a white cross stands in the center, surrounded by a sea-black color, drowning many humans struggling to stretch out their arms.

On the cross is the upside-down "fallen Creator", rusty iron nails and blood-colored stains indistinguishable from the statues of gods from the outside world.

But in this mural, the "fallen Creator" is suffering from the erosion of black, so much so that parts of the whiteness of the cross have become black.

In addition to this, the cross supports a hazy earth, and countless human beings are kneeling in prayer to the "fallen Creator".

Around the picture, in the deepest part of the darkness, there are six evil god-like figures.

In the upper left corner is a girl in a long black classical dress, her clothes are layered but not complicated, inlaid with many stars like many rays, her body is relatively blurred, there are signs of ripples outward, her face is blurred, as if wearing a mask without facial features.

Around her, darkness was surging, and strange eyes loomed.

Directly above him was a young man in a pure white robe, his face painted pure gold, and his rayy tentacles grew.

His hands held rotten green books and spears condensed with light, and his chest was reversed from his waistcoat.

In the upper right corner is a monster holding a trident with an octopus-like head, round eyes, and lightning bolts.

The feathers of countless birds make up its mantle, and the darkness turns into waves, supporting its feet.

At the bottom right is a plump and feminine lady with her chest bulging high and naked outside her garment, holding a baby with a rotting face in her arms, black ears of wheat at her feet, squirming spring water of flesh, pus-dripping herbs and frantically mating animals.

Directly below is an old man wearing a hood with an exposed mouth, wrinkles, and a white beard.

The old man held an open book with an eye on it that symbolized omniscience.

At first glance, this old man is the most normal, but the smile outlined at the corner of his mouth has an indescribable evil.

In the lower left corner is a giant warrior in tattered armor, clubbed with a long sword, seated on a throne, with a bleak twilight in the background.

The meaning of this mural is that the gods crawled out of the abyss when the cataclysm came, and the "fallen creator" suffered most of the guilt and suffering in order to save the world, and as a result, the symbol was eroded and the image was changed...... But I think He's the biggest evil god...... Carrying a leather lantern, Darick looked at the murals on the wall as he walked, and found that it was basically the same as Duck Riggins's description, and the core theme was that the area was not abandoned by God, but was blessed by the "Creator" to maintain civilization in the end times.

Of course, Duck Riggins has only mentioned it briefly, and it is far less detailed than the content of the mural itself.

During the whole process, Derick did not relax his guard, and after the lesson of stupidity before, he always watched out for accidents and was ready to deal with them as soon as possible.

In the dim candlelight, the exploration team walked through corridors, halls, and rooms, deep into the underground area of the temple.

Suddenly, a half-open greystone gate appeared in front of them.

Outside the gate grew clusters of beautiful mushroom-like things, the size of a palm, the handle was white, the umbrella cover was bright red, and the crystal was dotted with dark golden spots.

As soon as they saw these "mushrooms", the members of the exploration team had a strong appetite, and they just wanted to rush over, pull one down, and stuff it into their mouths.

Grunt, many people swallowed saliva.

However, most of the people who can enter the exploration team have a lot of experience and a relatively good sequence, and after being warned in advance, someone immediately stood up and whispered:

"That's rotting flesh and hairy scalps. ”

Darek knew this teammate and knew that his name was Joshua, and that he had a magical item that he had obtained and successfully redeemed during one of his expeditions.

Joshua stretched out his red-gloved left palm and aimed it at the door.

In a flash of light, the blazing fireball quickly took shape and shot out, hitting those unusually tempting "mushrooms".

The ground trembled slightly, and the waves of flames spread two meters in all directions.

By the time the fire subsided, the mushrooms had all disappeared, leaving only a few pieces of flesh and blood, and the extraordinary who had almost been unable to control himself before seeing it felt sick.

"Demon Hunter" Colin did not interfere with the actions of the team, and watched quietly, nodding his head from time to time.

"How can there be mushrooms that turn into flesh and hair, where does flesh and hair come from?" Joshua muttered to himself as he withdrew his left palm.

Another member of the team made a bold guess:

"The original inhabitants of the city?"

It's possible...... Perhaps their death was reduced to pure flesh and hair...... Duric mentally agreed.

After a brief discussion, the exploration team divided into several groups and cleared the hall outside the graystone gate.

After doing all this, they regrouped and slowly passed through the gate, ready for battle.

Behind the gate was an altar-like place, and the surrounding area was dark and dark, and I didn't know what was hidden.

And above the altar, too, erected a pitch-black cross and an upside-down "fallen Creator."

Darik, who was carrying a lantern of animal skin, was the closest, and instinctively glanced at it.

His gaze suddenly froze as he noticed that the statue of the "Fallen Creator" here was different from the outside world.

Its eyes are open!

The whites of his blood-colored eyes and his black eyes looked straight at the intruder in front of him as if they were alive.

Dad-da

He originally thought that this team member was coming from, but he soon realized that it was himself who was trembling!

Although he didn't know much about the dangers of the evil gods, he instinctively chattered in his teeth at this moment.

Da-da-da-da.

His teammates reacted similarly.

At that moment, a bit of powder floated up, and Colin the "Witcher" clenched his fist.

Bang!

The sound of thunder echoed, and Darek and the others suddenly woke up, getting rid of their previous nightmarish state.

Before they could look around, there was a sudden sound of weeping from behind the altar.

"Woo, woo, woo......"

"Woo, woo, woo......"

In the tooth-aching silence, "Demon Hunter" Colin ordered unhurriedly:

"Darek, Joshua, go around and take a look. ”

Delicatek was a little chilled, carrying a leather lantern and holding the "Hurricane Axe", and with Joshua, slowly walked around the back of the altar.

As the darkness was dispelled by the light, they saw a dark shadow huddle behind the altar.

Two more steps, the shadow took on its original appearance.

It was a seven or eight-year-old child, with soft yellow hair.

He closed his eyes, as if he was not accustomed to the light, and shouted excitedly:

"Help me, save me......"

Darek's pupils shrank, and he thought of the cry for help he had heard in the pure darkness before, and subconsciously raised the "Hurricane Axe".

At this time, the "Demon Hunter" Colin, who had come to them, stepped forward and asked solemnly:

"Who are you?"

The boy stopped crying for help and recalled:

"My name is Jack, my name is Jack......"

............

After dinner, Klein put on his coat and hat and prepared to go out.

He goes to Miss Sharon to solve the problem of digging a tunnel from the Baron, and asks for clues about the mermaid in order to complete the matter before Detective Sherlock Moriarty goes south for a "vacation".

PS: The writers' salon that participated in China Literature, it will not be updated in advance in the early morning, it is still a normal time, but I still ask for a recommendation ticket for Monday in advance~

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