Chapter 2156: Age of Mythology

In the conference room, a needle can be heard.

The blue holographic projection light beam has not stopped.

The young man suspended in the void stood there with extraordinary momentum.

"You mean, this oriental man killed a god?"

Roxar's eyes flickered, looking at the phantom over there.

The five Holy Lords of the Dark Holy Court will naturally not rush to the same place every time they have a meeting.

They still use holographic projection technology for simple communication.

And the Black Holy Court, whose goal is to resurrect the dark god, often fights with the guys representing the so-called righteous Bright Holy Court.

But now, the strength of the Dark Holy Court is expanding in the dark, and the inscriptions about the God of Darkness that have been discovered one after another have made them even stronger.

"I can't be sure. The inscription on the stone pillar is very difficult to decipher. You also understand that the text from the age of mythology belongs to the language of God. It takes time and opportunity for us to decipher it."

"What's more, the stone pillar has been soaked in seawater for too long, and the words on it have been corroded. It is not easy to argue, and it increases the difficulty of deciphering."

"Only this sentence is extremely clear."

Xu Ying said lightly: "But no matter what, the discovery of this stone pillar at least confirms that the God of Darkness really exists."

"The place where the stone pillar is located can be mutually corroborated by the content recorded in the ancient historical book "Black God Guza" that has been handed down in our hands."

"The god of darkness built the divine court on the dark bottom of the sea. Every time the raging waves are raging, it is the god who wakes up."

"However, there are too many gods about the dark gods. As one of the masters of the age of mythology, there are countless palaces of the dark gods. It's just that the age of mythology is too long. Now I want to find the dark gods. It is not an easy task to find the corpse of the dark god in the palace."

The phantom waved his hand again.

The figure in the holographic projection finally disappeared completely, and the people around them suddenly felt a lot lighter all over their bodies.

"As for the oriental man, I haven't figured out his identity yet.

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Xu Ying continued to speak: "From the "Biography of the God of Light" handed down from the mouths of bards before the Holy Court of Light, we only know that in the age of mythology, the God of Light died together with the God of Darkness for the so-called justice."

"Neither "Black God Guza" nor "Biography of the God of Light" mentioned the existence of Orientals, but this stone pillar from the deep sea has carved a portrait of this Oriental so clearly."

"The dark god has servants who build huge stone pillars towering over heaven and earth for him as the carrier of miracles, while the light god is passed on by word of mouth by bards."

"Unlike those words that have been eroded by sea water, the portrait of this character is still so clear after the baptism of time, including the sentence "he came from the east" that we first deciphered, which is also very clear."

"So there are only two possibilities."

Having said that, the phantom's voice paused.

The air in the meeting room was almost condensed, and everyone looked at that person.

They are all old monsters, and they are the holy masters of the dark holy court in the western world.

That is the entire western world, the super predator at the top of the food chain.

As holy masters who are respected everywhere they go, the status of the five people is even more lofty. Over the years, they have seen countless storms and waves.

But when Xu Ying said this and talked about the deeds of the dark god, several people still couldn't help feeling that breathing became a little difficult.

No matter how strong they are, they are still mere mortals.

Compared with God, people are like ants.

That's not a level thing at all.

"Go on." Seeing that the phantom over there has not spoken for a long time, someone couldn't help it, turned his head, and looked at the phantom: "Go on, I want to know what this means?"

"Nifea, all these years, you have been in charge of finding the remains of the dark god, researching the clues of the dark god, and looking for traces of the dark god."

"Here, no one knows the affairs of the dark god better than you, so stop playing charades."

The man spoke in a deep voice.

"We can only find information about the dark god in "Black God Guza". As a god who ruled the entire West back then, his existence has always been a mystery."

Nefiya continued: "This mystery is like the so-called gods that the Orientals have been looking for."

"The only thing that has been handed down is the legend. The long river of time has covered up the traces of the gods, but the gods are still gods after all."

"Some miracles have escaped time, survived, and are hidden in places that are difficult to be found. I only realized it when I first discovered the stone pillar of the dark god and drew energy from it."

Nefia's voice was slow.

"But what does that have to do with the oriental man you just mentioned?"

Someone frowned: "Is it possible that you want to say that the oriental man is a god from the east?"

"The gods from the east came to our west, appeared in the age of myth, and destroyed our dark god?"

The man was talking, his voice was a little dissatisfied.

"I don't know what the gods in the east look like, but the god of darkness controls death, and he will never disappear so easily. If a god comes to the east at random, he will destroy the god of darkness. Are the gods in China too strong, or are our western gods too weak?"

"This is absolutely impossible!"

The other person also spoke, his tone full of disbelief.

The dark god can be said to be the belief of their entire dark court. They can tolerate such a dark god from the age of mythology who possesses the highest level of ability, and die together with the light god of the same level, but they cannot accept it. God died at the hands of the Orientals.

It was a joke and it shamed them.

"Listen to me."

Nefiya looked around coldly, and the terrifying fluctuations went out, making Roxa and the others fall silent all of a sudden.

"Two possibilities."

The phantom of Nefya stretched out her hand and compared her fingers. "

"The first type is that it is not the servants of the dark gods who left these divine writings and the portrait of the young man. Those servants of the gods who are responsible for carving the divine writings do not have that great ability to leave this passage of divine writing and this portrait like this Clear."

"Many of the stone pillars discovered before this have corroded to a greater or lesser extent. Those are the normal abilities of God's servants. They can resist at most thousands of years, but it is difficult to resist erosion for a longer period of time."

"So, write down this paragraph of divine text, and leave the existence of this portrait..."

Speaking of this, Nefiya's voice sank, and she paused suddenly.