Menia, Cynthia and Elijah looked at Sektiya at the same time.
Regarding the holy objects under the ground, the information they know is relatively superficial and one-sided. They only know that they are closely related to their mother, and their mother's blood can awaken the holy objects in exchange for powerful power.
As for the form in which the power is fed back, it is unknown.
But Sektiya must know, because the bloodline she inherited is the purest, most like her mother, and her mother dotes on Cupid the most. But if we want to say that the heir of Paphos Island, it must be Sektiya who is a woman.
Sektiya, whose platinum hair was shining brightly, glanced at the unconscious "demigods", snuggled into her lover's arms, and said:
"What is sealed in the basement is the original god, the original god who gave birth to the God of Beauty."
What is the original god? Zhang Yuanqing asked: "...He is a god?"
Sektiya frowned and muttered: "He is a god, but more like an object. I cannot describe Him accurately. My dear Amini, follow me to the basement, and you will understand everything."
Zhang Yuanqing nodded, stopped asking, and said:
"If you want to offer sacrifices to the original god, is Cupid enough?"
There was a trace of sadness in Saketiya's eyes: "Cupid is my mother's first child, and the bloodline I inherited is no worse than mine."
The implication is enough!
As Cupid's half-sister, she was very sad. Although this brother was naughty, petty, and jealous, they still got along with him for thousands of years.
However, she did not bear any grudge against Amini, because Amini was the love of her life. Cupid's death was her own fault, and she could not blame Amini.
"The time left for us is less than that left for foot athletes in the far east. Let's go into the basement." Zhang Yuanqing gave the clone a look and asked him to take Cupid's body with him.
As for the unconscious "demigods", they were left where they were.
Push open the iron door of the main building, turn right and enter the storage room. Two torches are inserted into the stone wall, and the firelight jumps, bringing a warm light.
Zhang Yuanqing noticed that the wooden board with the seal on it had been opened, revealing a dark entrance.
Sektiya consciously quickened her pace, walked ahead, pulled out the torch inserted in the wall, and took the lead along the stone steps into the basement.
The warm firelight dispersed the darkness of the basement, and the stone steps spiraled down into the darkness.
The stone steps were one meter wide, allowing only one person to walk alone. They lined up, led by Sektia and followed by Menia. Both goddesses held a torch in their hands.
Zhang Yuanqing turned around and looked around. The walls on both sides of the steps were made of black stone bricks with clear gaps. They did not need to withstand the erosion of the sea wind and the surface was well preserved.
Da da da……
The sound of everyone's footsteps echoed in the darkness.
The basement is extremely deep, and it took me ten minutes to walk down the stairs and step on the platform.
This is a hall with a floor height of about ten meters. The ground and top are covered with water drops, and the air is moist and has a stale smell.
Menia raised the big sword in her hand high, and the sword's blade emitted a brass-colored light, splitting the darkness like sword energy, illuminating the hall with an area of about 600 square meters.
After gaining vision, Erriga, Menia and Cynthia scanned the hall and all focused on the position directly in front of them, against the wall.
There is a high stone platform built there with six steps. On the stone platform is a giant clam-shaped creature with a golden shell and sticky liquid flowing from the gaps in the clam shell.
Zhang Yuanqing, who has the ability of night vision, had already examined the golden clam. At this time, he had moved his gaze to the wall and discovered that there were several uncolored murals carved on the wall of the hall.
Sektiya looked at the giant clam and said:
"My mother said that he is the original god. I have been to the underground once and had close contact with him. He slept most of the time and could only be awakened by my mother's blood.
"I feel that it has no self-awareness and is more like an object. But if it is not an existence beyond the gods, how can it give birth to a beautiful god."
"What are the strokes on the wall?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.
"It was carved by my mother before. She said that she remembered many things since she was born, but she forgot them quickly. Her mother thought these were the memories of primitive gods. She was worried that she would forget them all, so she carved those memories on the stone wall.
"Sektiya said.
Zhang Yuanqing was confused when he heard this. Was the God of Beauty really born from a clam? Aren't the ancient gods cultivated step by step by human beings and reached the pinnacle?
However, if it is really the memory of the "original god", its value is too great.
Zhang Yuanqing walked to the wall and examined several murals. When they were gathered together, the content was:
The world is in chaos, the sky is dark, the earth is barren, and a ray of skylight descends from an infinite height and shines on a clam-shaped creature.
The clam-shaped creature opened its hard shell and spit out several shining figures.
They are the gods entangled in the violent wind and wearing thunder crowns on their heads; the gods whose bodies are radiating light and showing a sense of mass; the gods who have fin-like ears and whose bodies are covered with scales; the vague figures who are surrounded by darkness and whose bodies are also dark; and the plump ones.
Female deity.
The mural uses a large number of lines to outline the scenery. Although it is not colored, Meishen's painting skills are very strong and the details are lifelike.
Wind and Thunder Mage, Knight, Siren, Void and Eros... Zhang Yuanqing identified the occupations represented by those figures one by one.
Fuck, the gods in the first region were all born from clam shells?!
Zhang Yuanqing was deeply shocked and immediately questioned the content of the mural.
He had seen similar murals inside the Bronze Divine Tree in Takamagahara. The content of the murals was that the sky collapsed and countless "meteors" descended on the world. The human ancestors who were close to the meteorites unexpectedly gained magical powers.
Since then, practitioners have appeared.
Although the authenticity of both murals cannot be verified, the mural in the Bronze God Tree is obviously more logical than the mural left by the God of Beauty.
Zhang Yuanqing believed that humans obtained divine power from meteorites, rather than that gods were born from clam shells.
He moved his eyes to take in the remaining contents of the mural.
The subsequent content is a bit unsuitable for children and is paid content: countless creatures surround the giant clam-shaped creature and have wild sex, including the gods from which it was born.
As a result, the earth had mountains, rivers, grasslands and forests, more and more living creatures, and all things flourished and developed.
Everything in the world depends on life, right! Pregnancy is gestation, why are the paintings so erotic... Zhang Yuanqing's eyes suddenly froze and he looked at the first half of the mural again.
Wait, why is there no God of Light?!
The professions in the first region are all gathered together, but there is no God of Light. If the God of Light is really the god of the first region, there is no need for the God of Beauty to treat them differently.
And in reality, the God of Light profession does not exist.
Combined with the information from the Guangming Compass, Zhang Yuanqing basically confirmed one thing: the God of Light is the god of the third region!
But why did the gods of the third region appear in the first region in ancient times?
He looked at Sektiya and said:
"According to the content of the mural, in addition to the mother, other gods were also conceived by the 'original gods'? Well, why is there no God of Light?"
He was testing whether Sektiya knew the origin of the God of Light.
Sektiya nodded:
"My mother said so, but no one among the gods, including the God King, acknowledged it.
"As for why there is no God of Light, I don't know, my mother didn't say."
She doesn’t know the origin of the God of Light, so it’s even more impossible for her to know the reason why the God of Light appears in the first area...
No god admits that he was born from a clam, so the God of Beauty is exaggerating his birth? Is this necessary... Unless I saw the mural, I didn't know that the so-called holy objects were related to the birth of gods. If the content of the mural is true,
Will the gods give golden clams to the God of Beauty?
Many doubts flashed through Zhang Yuanqing's mind, and then he turned his attention to Cupid's body.
Herasini said that the reason why the God of Light and the God of Beauty were enmity was because Cupid shot the sword of resistance at the God of Light's lover, which ultimately caused the death of the Laurel God.
Although this statement is not recognized by the God of Beauty and Cupid, it is the consensus of Paphos Island.
Cupid may know more about the god of light.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing looked at the clone: "The remaining spirit of Guawazi is still alive, you know."
I understand your sister! The clone rolled his eyes and reluctantly used Spirit Devouring. Dark and sticky energy appeared in his eyes, covering the whites and pupils of his eyes. He opened his mouth and sucked lightly, holding the Cupid corpse in his hand.
Inside, a translucent Cupid floated out.
At this moment, the little cupid has fierce eyes and a ferocious face, and is no longer as round and cute as he was in life.
As soon as this residual spirit appeared, it was sucked into the mouth of the clone.
The clone immediately froze and suffered a strong mental impact. After two minutes, he opened his eyes, covered his head, and gasped:
"Hurry up and share it, and then remove me. The clone is a consumable, but it can't be wasted like this..."
It is extremely painful to swallow the remnant spirit of a high-ranking master of the same level.
Zhang Yuanqing didn't talk nonsense and immediately shared the clone's memory.
Memory fragments without mental pollution passed through his brain like an electric current. From these memory fragments, he captured important information:
In an old pool deep in the mountains, an extremely beautiful blonde woman was lazily soaking in the cold pool water. Her beauty could not be described in words. She was naked, and her skin was as white as snow. She was plump and graceful. The water level just reached her chest, and she was white and greasy.
The ravines are clear, and the white flowers under the water are looming.
But because it is a memory fragment, it does not have a "charming" effect, otherwise Zhang Yuanqing would already be burning with desire.
On the woman's shoulder, there was a similarly naked boy lying, with two pairs of white wings on his back, like a cute little angel.
"Cupid," the beautiful woman stroked the boy's head and sighed:
"The God of Light is not affected by my charm. He only has laurel in his heart and cannot tolerate other women."
Cupid frowned slightly and hummed:
"My mother is the most beautiful woman in the world. Men all over the world admire you. Only the God of Light is arrogant and arrogant. He once reprimanded me!
"Why should mother worry about a god of light? You already have a father, don't you?"
The beautiful and elegant woman slowly shook her head:
"Different!
"Your father is the most courageous god and a strong man who protects the order of the world. However, if I want to accommodate the original god and become the true mother goddess, I must obtain a 'status'. Your father's status is not enough."
Cupid was unconvinced: "My father is not worthy enough. You can find the God-King. The God-King is the most powerful god."
The woman smiled slightly and said: "Eriga is the child of the God King, but the God King is not good either."
"Can the God of Light give you a 'status'? He is not as good as the God King."
"Person is not simply power. The 'status' I want is a kind of person, a person higher than the gods. I don't know if the God of Light can give it to me, but I want to try, because..." the woman said in a tone of voice
Get serious:
"He is the servant of the sun."
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