I swallowed and killed gods in a strange world

Chapter 102 Murals
Walking in the hall of this ancient building that was never created by human hands, Makino looked up at the colorful carved murals on the wall.

The colorful murals are a record, a revelation of truth and history.

It is the vast historical relic of another race that once lived on this land.

The contents of the horrific and wild carved murals all around, its appalling antiquity and desolation reminiscent of death are enough to overwhelm any sane human being.

What kind of race is it? Millions or even billions of years ago, when the ancestors of human beings were only ancient and primitive mammals, or even before that, when huge dinosaurs or paramecia were born At that time, they built a huge city here to rule the sea and land.

People will always be attracted by novelty or historical truth covered by fog.

Makino was no exception, he silently took out his phone and turned on the camera function.

He followed the starting position of the carved mural and took the first photo.

Looking at the rough carving techniques on the mural, Makino sighed, and a sense of unreality as if someone was telling history in his ear made him stay where he was.

They descended from among the stars when the blue planet was young.

The environment different from the human home planet and the weird evolution process have shaped their unique shapes.

The extreme weird evolution has created their tenacious vitality. They can adapt to life on land or wander in the empty space for a short time, but the ocean is still their favorite living environment.

Before the primitive organisms evolved into a mass of multicellular protoplasm, they walked on the earth and swam in the ocean.

They built many wonderful cities on land and in the sea.

The technology they use is advanced, and the level of technology far exceeds that of human beings today.

At first they lived a highly mechanized life on this planet, but for some reason they slowly gave up this way of life over time.

It seems that this way of life does not give them emotional satisfaction.

These five-pointed star-shaped races have extraordinarily tough tissues and organs and very simple physiological needs that can be met. It is these reasons that lead them to live well even without special equipment.

They don't even need clothing, and only on rare occasions do they need some gear to protect against dangerous environments or enemies.

And these enemies appeared not long after their arrival.

The sudden appearance of enemies forced them to take up arms to fight against them.

It is not known whether these fish-headed and human-bodied monsters are species bred by this planet to fight against them, or both are alien races.

There was a protracted war between them, so long that the multicellular mass of protoplasm crawled from the sea to the land until it evolved into a bipedal humanoid species.

The final result of the war was that they abandoned the ocean and shrank to land.

Since then, those monsters with fish heads and human bodies have never appeared again.

The bipedal upright humanoid species quietly rose up on land and established their civilization in a short period of time.

Out of curiosity about these low-intelligence and short-lived species, they generally took these bipedal upright species as the observation objects of the experiment.

They did not disturb the civilization development of humanoid species, allowing these humanoid species to grow wantonly on land and expand continuously.

At the same time, some wise men among them discovered a wonderful substance that suddenly appeared on this planet. This substance was free in the air and deposited at the bottom of deep rocks.

This substance has strong destructive power and strong plasticity.

These sages combined this substance with their preserved primordial mass of protoplasm to create a new species.

The body of this species is like a liquid, and its shape changes with the environment. Their fascia is tough, cold-resistant, and almost impervious to water and fire.

It is precisely because of these excellent characteristics that this new species replaced the tools they used every day, freed them from the hardships of work, and made their productivity grow by leaps and bounds again.

Long-term detachment from work and life makes them no longer think diligently, and various physical skills begin to slowly degenerate.

At the same time, those biped humanoids on land also started the most important activity at the beginning of primitive civilization-sacrifice.

They sacrificed to the giant dinosaurs that walked on land, the pterosaurs that soared in the air, and the giant pythons that migrated in the hot and humid jungle.

These are creatures that actually existed, but it's unknown from what day.

These humanoid settlements began to sacrifice and worship those things that are invisible, invisible, and non-existent.

They don't understand, or they lack imagination for substances that have never appeared in their population concept.

Until one day they felt a certain kind of coming, and felt that those existences they could not understand had come to this planet.

The whole planet fell into boundless madness at this moment, unfortunately they were targeted by these unknown beings.

The wise men among them began to design blueprints, manufacture weapons, and use the unique substances on this planet to create unique weapons.

They remembered the wars experienced by the community in ancient times, and their ambitions began to skyrocket. Not only did they want to drive these unknown existences out of the planet, they also wanted to hide in their lost ocean.

But before the war started, problems appeared in their community.

The species they created changed, they no longer obeyed them, they had a consciousness of their own, a will of their own.

They began to counterattack, began to slaughter, and began to devour the master who created them.

As the creators, they discovered at this moment that the evolution of the ethnic group seemed to have stagnated for too long, so that they were so powerless in the face of their own creations.

They began to retreat steadily, and under the guidance of the wise men of the group, they began to curl up in the mountains, desperately looking for a place to survive.

But these creations pursued them like tarsal maggots, as if they wanted to get back the slavery and oppression of thousands of years.

Until their species was about to become extinct, a great existence appeared in front of them.

They prostrate and beg, they hope to be saved.

The content of the mural came to an abrupt end here.

Makino was fascinated by the tall and erect human being on the last carved mural, which was at the same level as the spikes in the mural.

He couldn't help wondering, is this a giant, or some kind of god?
Or it is an image, in order to show the greatness of this existence, he is portrayed as being at the same level as the mountains.

Makino shook his head, and suddenly asked: "So their group was saved by this great existence, and these meat mountains are the creatures created by this group?"

"Probably so." The voice of the Protoss Lord came out, and his mind stayed on the giant that appeared in the last scene of the mural.

"Then this stone pillar should be a spatial anchor point?" Makino turned to look at the gray pillar in the center of the hall.

Although the magnificent history of this strange ethnic group is very attractive, especially the information revealed in the murals made him more doubtful, but he still remembers his purpose of arriving at this place.

(End of this chapter)