Chapter 919 Sculpture and Painting

In the center of the tomb, there are piles of jewels as high as half a person, which are dazzling.

But intuitively, I feel that these sculptures are definitely not as simple as worshiping jewelry.

"Maybe they are worshiping something hidden under the jewelry," Odachi said.

"I feel the same way." After looking deeply at the piles of jewelry, I murmured to Odachi: "Hey, how much do you think this pile of jewelry is worth?"

"If we get them all out, I should be able to pay off all your bills," Odachi said, "But are you really able to get them all out?"

"Yes, of course I can!" I rolled up my sleeves, revealing my strong muscles, and said, "Don't underestimate the results of my daily exercise!"

"You can't underestimate your greedy heart," Odachi laughed at me from the side.

"Now, what you said is not wrong." I rubbed the hair on the back of my head and said, "Anyway, paying off the bills is the key."

With that said, I jumped off the high platform and walked quickly towards the pile of jewelry in the middle.

Odachi reminded him sternly: "Hey, brat, be careful where you go, be careful of traps!"

"Alright, alright, I'll pay attention."

As I spoke, I unsheathed the Odachi, and my steps slowed down. Although the Odachi was very verbose, its words were mainly for my own good, and I still had to listen when it was time to listen.

After walking for more than ten meters, I stepped on the floor tiles.

The floor tiles here are the same as those in the previous Adams Mausoleum in Airey City. They are made of pure white marble, smooth and neat, and look luxurious and grand from a distance.

However, because of my previous experience, I have always had a bad impression of the pure white floor tiles made of marble, and I always felt that there was some deadly trap hidden beneath it.

Just as I was thinking about it, the marble floor tiles under my feet suddenly made a soft click, and my heart suddenly went cold: Damn it, have you stepped on a trap?

In the midst of surprise, I heard a few soft clicks from the top, and then, a huge stone pillar crashed down on my head.

I am very familiar with this scene. I also saw this scene in the Mausoleum of Airui City. I was really shocked at the time!

But when I experienced this situation again, I had calmed down quite a bit, stepped a little faster, and jumped back along the same route I came from.

The stone pillar fell to the ground with a crash, smashing the stone brick into pieces, and the ground trembled immediately.

I looked up and saw that the top of the stone pillar was so deep into the top floor that I couldn't see the top at all. I took off my gauntlet and touched the stone pillar. It was very cold. Then, I put on the gauntlet again and channeled my murderous intention, concentrating it on the top layer of the gauntlet. , stretched out my index finger, and pierced the stone pillar bit by bit. With a few slight noises, I poked a small hole in the stone pillar that was as thick as my finger and one finger deep.

"Well, it seems like it's just made of ordinary stone," I said, pulling out my fingers.

"Okay, stop playing and continue the mission," Odachi said: "Our target is the pile of shining jewels in the middle!"

"Even though you said that," I curled my lips and said, "I still want to pause this mission first."

"Why?" Odachi asked puzzled.

"I want to take a look at the surrounding carvings first." I put the Naota sword into its sheath and said, "In case there is any useful information."

"Yeah, that's right."

When I came to the carvings and paintings, I looked at them carefully.

This is the first carving next to the path I came from. It depicts a glowing little man, holding a scepter in his hand, suspended in the air, like an angel, but without wings.

Around the villain, countless people who looked like elves or goblins were running towards him with their hands raised. The expressions of these people were very vague, and some even had their faces blurred, but it looked like, Those little people who looked like elves and goblins were very attracted to this guy who was holding a scepter and glowing all over.

"Who do you think the guy with the scepter in the middle is and is glowing all over?" I asked Odachi.

Odachi thought for a while: "Could it be the God of Creation they say they believe in?"

"Well, it's possible."

While talking, I walked towards the second carving.

The second carving is very similar to the first one. There is a small man floating in mid-air, but the people around him are no longer following the action, but more like growing various vegetables, fruits and grains.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but say: "Eh? Are you teaching people how to farm?"

"It looks like" Odachi said: "If this is the case, then this guy's identity must be the legendary God of Creation."

"Will the God of Creation hold a scepter?" I asked doubtfully.

"Do angels definitely have wings?" Odachi asked back: "Those are just the products of people's imagination."

"Well, what you said is not unreasonable."

Then, I looked at the third carving, which was roughly similar to the first two. It taught others how to keep small animals in captivity.

After that, there were six consecutive carvings teaching people various types of knowledge, which made me look confused: "I said, Odachi, the God of Creation, isn't this guy a little too idle?"

"Yes," Odachi said to me in a confused tone, "I am too idle. Except for the first carving, I am teaching others knowledge."

"Well, I have a feeling now that the owner of this tomb may be a fan of the God of Creation."

"Don't tell me, I feel this way too," Odachi said: "You have to worship the God of Creation, a legendary figure, to be so obsessed!"

"Actually, it may not be as serious as you think," I said, "You should also know the earth very well. There are a group of people like this on the earth. After seeing and falling in love with a certain star, they will become familiar with each other when meeting them. Saying something incomprehensible like 'so-and-so is my husband', I think it must have a similar nature to the owner of the tomb here."

We both vomited for a while, then looked at the tenth sculpture.

The tenth carving is very interesting. Finally, it is no longer about teaching others knowledge, culture and skills. This time, the little man holding the scepter still radiates light, but he is no longer in a floating state, but is sitting firmly on the throne. Above, people are paying homage.

"Ah? Pay homage?" I stared blankly at everything on the carvings and couldn't help but said, "This little man holding the scepter doesn't seem to be the God of Creation, right?"

"It seems. It's really not the case." Odachi pondered for a while and said: "The rumored God of Creation should not be so low-level. He would not stay to be their king after teaching humans."

"You mean to be their king?" I asked.

"Yes," Odachi said, "Isn't it obvious? Being able to sit on a high throne, isn't that the highest treatment that only a king can have?"