I open a supermarket with strange rules

Chapter 223 Dreamland First City 11

Chaos, war and death are the authority of this god.

The contents recorded in other books were just meaningless nonsense. It seemed that the writer was somewhat unconscious at this moment and no one knew what had happened.

Zhao Xiyue deduced that the person who wrote these books should not be from the period of gods.

It's more like people from later generations came here in search of clues, encountered something that was enough to drive them crazy, and disappeared after leaving these manuscripts.

After packing the books and putting them into the system space, Zhao Xiyue was about to move forward when she suddenly realized something was wrong.

She turned around suddenly, and there was nothing behind her, no trace of Ramses.

He disappeared without a sound.

Did he encounter danger, or did he leave to explore alone?

Zhao Xiyue was a little unsure.

She looked at the temple that seemed to have no end and decided to continue exploring.

Continuing forward, it seems that we have entered the main building of the temple.

The moment you step into the front hall of the temple, you will be overwhelmed by a solemn and mysterious atmosphere. The entire front hall is shrouded in a solemn atmosphere, as if time has stopped here, and only faith and strength are flowing.

She looked up and saw the towering columns pointing straight to the dome, giving people a sense of boundless magnificence. The surface of the columns was engraved with complex patterns, which exuded an ancient and mysterious atmosphere after years of baptism. These patterns seemed to tell the story of the gods, war, endless war, until the end of time.

Her eyes moved towards the roof, and in the colorful paintings, she found the name of the temple's owner: the God of War.

The painting shows the god of war in magnificent scenes of various battles. The heroic god rides a war horse, holds weapons in hand, and leads his followers to fight against the enemy.

The picture is so lifelike that you can seem to feel the fearless power and majesty of the God of War.

But...that's not right.

There is a god of war in every picture, but something seems to be wrong in some of the paintings.

This should be the God of War, after he became a god. A tall and majestic god, wearing black armor, sitting on a high platform, with a huge corpse in the hall.

But the eyes under the black helmet were clearly a crazy red!

Subsequent scenes seemed to confirm her guess. The God of War launched wars more and more crazily, bringing countless deaths.

He never cares about the death of his believers, nor does he see the wailing of millions of lives. Only constant wars, endless wars, can make Him feel calm.

At the end of the mural, the god of war twists off his head.

The scene ended and Zhao Xiyue shuddered.

It's so scary. From the early scenes, we can see that the God of War loves his believers very much and will protect them. But later on, he seems to have fallen into some kind of terrible madness.

Unable to find any more clues in the murals, Zhao Xiyue walked into the pillars and niches.

In the niches, there are solemn sculptures of the god of war.

These sculptures are finely carved and have different expressions. Each sculpture seems to be telling a magical legend, and you can see the skill and seriousness of the sculptors.

Zhao Xiyue looked at it carefully. It seemed to correspond to the god of war in different periods.

The iron will when he first ascended to the throne, the majesty and killing in the middle period, and then to... madness in the late period.

The god of war, representing the end of the world, had a crack on his head starting from the top of his head, which went straight along the philtrum and split his entire head into two halves.

The sculpture's eyes seem to be divided, as if it is a sign of a god struggling in extreme anger or pain.

On one side is iron-blooded killing, on the other side is witty killing and madness.

In the mural, the god of war twists off his head.

Does this mean that He also realized that He was gradually going crazy, but He was unable to resolve this madness, so He resorted to extreme means to harm himself?

Even the gods cannot stop this madness...

Zhao Xiyue took a deep breath, told herself to stay calm, and continued to search for clues in the front hall.

On the altar were placed various offerings, weapons, shields and horses symbolizing war, as well as flowers and incense offered by believers. After so many years, these flowers still looked as good as if they were freshly picked.

In the center of the altar, there is an ancient magic circle.

The magic circle seemed to be damaged, and Zhao Xiyue's attainments in this area were very limited, so she was unable to figure out the effect of this magic circle.

The moment she turned her head, the flowers on the altar suddenly swelled into a huge shape, and the petals were like mouths, biting towards Zhao Xiyue fiercely.

Then, he bit into nothing.

Zhao Xiyue is now in a soul state, and physical attacks have no effect on her.

She turned her head suddenly, looked at the mutated flower in front of her, raised her knife and killed the flower without any hesitation.

It seems that there is a source of pollution in this temple, which has contaminated all these tributes.

Just in case, Zhao Xiyue directly destroyed all the tributes around the magic circle.

The wind carrying the smell of blood blew into my nose.

Zhao Xiyue suddenly became alert.

Something has revived!

She instantly floated into the air, overlooking the entire temple.

The statue with the split head moved!

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