Blood Candle Keep Disciple

Chapter 152 Su Chang's End

With Alogens leading the way, the group carefully approached the rock wall ruins.

Except for the dry bones and corpses all over the ground, there is no trace of any scientific expedition team working here decades ago.Interestingly, the murals left by the ancestors in ancient times are still vivid.

They went all the way into the semi-open-air cave, and didn't see anything unusual.Zhen Cheng then turned on the mobile phone to fill in the light to illuminate the ancient paintings on the rock wall.

This is the real purpose of her going here.

From the previous photo of Anbis' mobile phone, it can be seen that the mural shows the first appearance of [No. [-] Antiquity] on this planet.

Primitives used its power to light fire and use it to make weapons.

Then they didn't know why, but they began to try to destroy [No. [-] Antiquity]. After trying to no avail, they finally chose to bury it.

Only then did the pharaohs of Egypt, the emperors of Greece, and generations of owners tried to use it to ask for longevity.

These not only exist in Anbisi's mobile phone, but also directly appear in Zhen Cheng's hazy memory.

She suspected that she touched that thing with her own hands, which caused the memories it carried to flood into her mind.

After touching its Leaf Stone last, Anbis, the chief researcher, and those ancient big and small people who came into contact with it earlier...

Speaking of which, 【No. [-] Antiquity】isn't it a mystical magnet like "Echo Stone"?The characteristic is to record the memory of all contacts and pass it on?
From a certain point of view, it seems that this can indeed be regarded as a kind of longevity.

Anyway, no matter what, Zhen Cheng will never touch that thing with his own hands this time.She didn't know if there were any other side effects after touching it, but if it wasn't because of a large amount of memories that she fell into a coma last time, she probably wouldn't be so easy to be accidentally killed by Alogens.

This is a matter of course.As long as she heard her own voice in advance, Alogens would not shoot without saying a word.

Since he didn't plan to experience it himself, Zhen Cheng decided to come here to trace the source.

After a series of revolving lantern-like, dream-like, and other people's life-like experiences, she is very convinced that the so-called end of the world is inseparable from [No. [-] Antiquity].

Similarly, his own destiny has long been involved in the same vortex.

Looking up, Zhen Cheng was shocked on the spot.She found the answer she wanted as she wished, but this answer...was a little too shocking.

On the far left side of the rock wall, the missing part of the photo in the archives of the Metropolitan Museum is actually a complete painting!
Although the entire mural is still drawn with the simple symbolic lines of primitive people, Zhen Cheng has never seen any primitive people who can carry out such a macro and rigorous composition design.

Open up.

Hongmeng Creation.

When human beings have just come down from the tree and have not yet learned how to use fire, the gods in the sky are engaged in an epic war that spans the galaxy and smashes the universe to pieces.

Zhen Cheng couldn't understand the painting.

It's not because the picture is too abstract, but what is depicted is far beyond her cognition and imagination.

A tall fortress floating in space; a demon with bat wings and horns; a halo above the head with wings and angels; ghosts and gods with animal heads and human bodies, radiant goddesses, monks riding clouds and mists, magicians who cast forbidden spells...

She even found a large group of spaceship fleets and giant mechs attacking each other at the top of the screen.

Summarized, she could only tell that the picture depicted a war.The complexity of the war is beyond imagination. At least a dozen forces are fighting against each other and participating in the competition.

On the far right side of the screen, following the parts she saw in the materials brought back by the archaeological team, there is a god with obvious female characteristics, who alone faces the siege of at least six forces.

Many twisted, deformed, indescribable things that only appear in nightmares, such as fleshy balls with countless arms and densely packed ears, or towering giant trees that can only appear in nightmares, rushed out of the encirclement. Attack and kill the goddess on the right.

In the end... I don't know if it was the fragments of the goddess' shattered body, or the fragments of some treasure in her hand, that shot out this miraculous painting with a complete composition.

Its volley and flight into the right is still shocking, but at least understandably primitive on a normal mural.

This...is the [No. [-] Antiquity] with a regular octahedron structure.

Zhen Cheng has no way of judging whether these pictures are the truth preserved through some ancient mystery, or whether they are the miracles created by primitive people's too rich imagination that surpassed ten thousand years of history.

The simpler the technique, the more difficult it is to express artistically.But using primitive lines to reflect a kind of artistic conception that makes people feel immersive, what kind of state would that be?
She only felt that Michelangelo's Genesis was like a child's graffiti in front of the shock outlined by these simple lines.

Taking a closer look, Zhen Cheng found that these magnificent scenes were not all of the murals.Those primitive people actually put a background grid on the picture!
At a glance, the entire picture of the war seems to be unfolded in a carefully measured regular triangle array.Being able to measure precise geometric shapes on uneven rock walls is amazing enough.

But what shocked Zhen Cheng even more was the fine crack-like dotted lines hidden in these equilateral triangles.If you look closely, they form a complex array of regular octahedrons that are closely connected to each other.

On top of this, more finer strands construct this geometric world into a three-dimensional form that Zhen Cheng can't understand at all.

Only the aura leaking from the cracks in the mysterious and mysterious door in his mind allowed Zhen Cheng to vaguely understand the higher-dimensional structure.

Three-dimensional life forms live in a three-dimensional world.It's not because the world has only three dimensions, but because the lower life forms turn a blind eye to the wider world that is right in front of us...

It is difficult for ordinary people to feel the shock of tears welling up in the eyes of an artist when he sees a masterpiece for the first time.

In the field of art, Zhen Cheng thinks that he is just an ordinary person.But she still dares to assert that even a fool who knows nothing about art will not be shaken much better than she is now in front of this painting.

This picture is magical.

Obviously, this rewriting of history can never be missed by the photographers of the archaeological team.However, the information on the Metropolitan Museum and Anbis' mobile phone completely ignored its existence.

Zhen Cheng could only think that there was some force that erased this picture.Or... Its existence cannot be photographed at all?

At this moment, she tends to think that the archaeological team forgotten by history in 1964 was wiped out because of the discovery of this miraculous mural, and their bones were buried in the desolate next door in the middle of the American continent.

So far, Zhen Cheng, who was a little numb from the series of shocks, thought that there would be nothing to shake her up.But when she observed the details of the picture in detail for the last time, she still managed to slap herself in the face.

(End of this chapter)