Lord of Mysterious Wizard-Chapter 491 - 465 Twilight

"By utilizing the objects within the spaceship from the Exotic Realm, dozens of Mayan ancestors gradually attained the status of Divine. They eventually chose to conceal the spaceship, disguising it as a Heavenly Pit and having their descendants worship it as a Holy Land, what is known as the Sky Tower, is actually part of the spaceship."

"Except for the Divine, no one can enter the Holy Land. Whether it was intentional or not, the Divine Queen entered the interior of the spaceship again and ultimately gave birth to Sersi."

"Where did the spaceship come from? Who was the pilot? What was the force that transformed dozens of slaves into Divine?"

Many doubts emerged in Tang Qi’s mind.

But right now, there clearly were no answers.

Tang Qi could only deeply imprint the appearance of that spaceship from the Exotic Realm into his heart. The era of the Vila People was very ancient, at that time Origin Blue Star obviously did not have the concept of ’technology,’ although a powerful civilization had developed, it was only in comparison to primitive times.

As for Extraordinary Power, it was more possessed by warriors, wizards, who worshipped primitive elves, monsters and gained some basic transcendental power.

Over the long years, after the Mysterious Side suffered severe damage, technological power saw an unprecedented explosion, including masters from the Extraordinary World like ’Hansel,’ combining to produce creations that not only contained rich technological elements but also possessed bizarre and mysterious styles.

For example, the Queen Serano that Tang Qi possessed, combines both technology and mystery, truly a mechanical monster creation exemplar.

But the Queen, compared to that spaceship from the Exotic Realm, also lacked some grandeur and terror.

"In ancient times, the spaceship from the Exotic Realm, that seemed like a terrifying creature bursting from Purgatory, its unknowable nature fused with cold machinery... It’s hard to imagine the intense impact those dozens of slaves must have initially suffered, they should have been worshiping on the spot, not daring to boldly enter..."

Suddenly, Tang Qi thought of another possibility.

How exactly had the Mayan Divine acquired their power, actively or passively?

So, was the Moon Goddess Bamor, and her argument with the Sky God, re-entering the spaceship, an active or passive action?

As Tang Qi pondered over these complex issues, Reina Swinton, who had recorded all the murals with her unique method, her gaze did not hesitate and fell once again on a corner of the mural where a familiar symbol was present, representing teleportation.

"Next?"

When Reina turned to ask, everyone nodded.

Their current situation no longer allowed them to turn back.

Everyone also realized that inside this "spaceship," it was completely contaminated by some horrifying power that continually bred one monster after another, with bizarre and varied abilities; perhaps their physical bodies were very fragile, and their perceptions quite dull.

However, if a conflict occurred, allowing those monsters to unleash their abilities, casualties were certain.

The only somewhat safer route was through these mural halls, following Reina Swinton’s movements, magic activated the teleportation runes, like ghost light from ancient times, swallowed the few unresisting individuals.

As soon as they stood firm, they looked forward, based on past experiences, the runes would have transported them in front of the next mural hall.

Indeed, that was the case.

A cold, viscous corridor, the membranes imbued with an eerie smell, and the barely visible metal pipes.

This was a massive labyrinth, everyone thought to themselves.

Without a "path," given their speed, combined with nearly all the corridors being filled with monsters, they might never find a way out and could die here, absorbed by the Weird membranes, becoming nutrients for the birth of monsters.

"Hmm?"

An exclamation of surprise suddenly arose in everyone’s hearts.

They all discovered that the corridor they were in was not like the previous two; the smells were still present, but the varying intensities of dangerous aura that usually lingered, were absent here, silent as a place of death.

"Stay still, suppress any fluctuations of magic power, and watch ahead."

The hint from the Extraordinary Warrior "Haisen" echoed in their minds.

Their gazes shifted ahead, a dense yellow smog releasing a noxious smell was slowly dispersing.

As it cleared, a scene unfolded beyond the smoke.

Including Tang Qi, expressions of astonishment uncontrollably emerged in everyone’s eyes.

"Dragon Clan?"

Reina Swinton grew even more excited, her eyes filled with a strong desire for knowledge. If not for the consideration that what reflected in her eyes—the "monster" was emanating an unprecedented sense of danger—she might have already rushed up to start her research.

"In the Holy Land of the Ancient Maya, the Dragon Clan, thought to be long extinct? This kind of pressure, these fluctuations, even if it’s not a real Dragon Clan, it must possess no small amount of bloodline purity...Reina Swinton, your thesis will surely shock the world."

Considering their own lives, Reina was excited yet restrained her urges.

While the others didn’t move at all.

A previous encounter with the "Brain Eater" brought a chilling terror.

In front now, a huge beast, lying atop what appeared to be a ’small hill’ napping, presented an undisguised, tangible pressure.

It had a highly similar form to the Dragon Clan, yet without any sanctity or nobility. It had three worm-like heads, no horns, scales decomposing as if carelessly inlaid within rotting flesh, sticking together with foul body fluids.

Its body was bloated with chunks of flesh in various colors, as if it was assembled and stitched together—a "fabricated being." It was clearly female, inadvertently laying on its side, revealing three rows of six brownish mammary glands, yellow-black milk streaming down like little creeks, hissing as it flowed.

Magic Power’s mind erupted with a succession of Information Fragments.

[Extraordinary Creatures: Deformed Poison Dragon.]

[State: Normal.]

[Information Fragment One: A mutant Poison Dragon bred within the Goddess’ Womb, mixing Dragon Clan and Alien Species genes. It replicated a trace of the Extraordinary Power of the original three-headed Poison Dragon and inherited the original’s penchant for collecting treasures.]

[Information Fragment Two: Trapped inside the Goddess’ Womb, it constantly craves the shiny gemstones, enticing Gold Coins, and lovely Heroes that it remembers from its bloodline memories but can never obtain.]

...

Although the seen Information Fragments evoke a desire to criticize, compared to the bizarre "Brain Eater," this plump mutant Poison Dragon is somewhat easier to accept.

The only reason everyone wanted to keep their distance was its breath, which occasionally exuded a "Dragon Breath" that made one wish for death.

In such an environment, it is inevitable for a rotting, deformed Poison Dragon to suffer from "bad breath."

Without any priority, they each used their methods to block their sense of smell. Any further delay, and they feared being fatally poisoned by this biological weapon.

The group stood about ten meters away from the Poison Dragon. Based on their past experience, approaching a bit closer probably wouldn’t be detected.

The creature in the corridor had an unbelievably slow reaction time.

Yet, no one took a step forward; instead, they stood still, observing the Poison Dragon’s breathing and the "nest treasure mountain" below it. According to legend, the Dragon Clan piles up gemstones, Curios, and Gold Coins in their nests, but evidently, it was unable to do so.

Instead, it accumulated a mass of glowing bones or nauseating creations, forming a compact nest of flesh.

From the mouth and rotting flesh around its chest, a flow of Poison Liquid trickled down the nest, flowing through a "drainage ditch" specially carved out, dispersing into the tunnel on both sides. Thick yellow poison fog occasionally burst out and was sucked back into its nostrils.

Beyond the nest was a cavernous hall with murals; there might have been a door initially, but it was later corroded away by the rotting flesh of the nest.

An unseen force prevented the Poison Dragon from entering and also kept other monsters from spying on its nest; this was perhaps the reason it built its nest here.

After observing for a few moments, the group exchanged glances, and Timothy unexpectedly took a step forward.

Light as a feather, completely silent.

Unknown to the rest, an incense the size of a thumb appeared in his hand, quickly burning out and releasing a puff of pink smoke that blended with the poison fog just inhaled by the Poison Dragon, seeping into its foul nostrils.

"Some kind of hallucinogenic incense."

A glimpse of this thought flashed through Tang Qi’s eyes.

The effect was immediate; the mutant Poison Dragon seemed to fall into a wonderful dream, excitedly snored loudly, turned over, and its foul body smeared with its own saliva rolled down, gently thudding against the cavern wall near the group.

The corners of its three heads simultaneously curved into a smile that sent chills down their spines.

Simultaneously, they all looked at Timothy in amazement.

They all knew that the Yucatan Assassins, besides being expert killers, were also proficient in poisons and disguises.

They just didn’t expect him to have something that could send even a Poison Dragon into a beautiful dream.

Under everyone’s gaze, Timothy’s mouth twitched slightly, then he turned his back, surpassed the Poison Dragon’s nest, and entered the third mural hall.

Tang Qi and the others quickly followed; passing by the "Deformed Poison Dragon," he had to suppress the urge to turn it into Fuel.

Mutants and Evil Seeds are rich in Fuel, but if it hadn’t been confirmed that an "Unknown Existence" was hiding in the shadows, watching and manipulating their group, Tang Qi would have switched to Hunting mode by now and started collecting Fuel vigorously.

Entering the hall revealed familiar murals, still depicted by the Wisdom God Kels.

This time, the main character was no longer three factions or the Sky Gods but focused entirely on the Hunting and Fertility God "Sersi."

Starting from the first panel, the depiction showed her birth and how her origins and inherent strong Divine Power led to her being ostracized by the Gods. But as the Gods indulged in pleasures, only she grew up and began to assist the increasingly large number of Mayans.

Gradually, the Gods were less adored, and Sersi’s Believers increased sharply.

Angered, the Gods instigated the Sky Gods to punish Sersi.

Sersi failed in an external war, causing some of her Believers to die, providing the Sky Gods an excuse. Ivanab proclaimed Sersi’s crimes, stripped her of her Divine Position, and banished her to a Fire Hell inside the ancient Vera Volcano as punishment.

In the last panel, Sersi wailed in the Fire Hell.

At the bottom right, there was a bright red annotation left by Kels.

Thanks to a constant spell of witchcraft, including the semi-literate warrior Haisen, everyone understood the meaning Behind the Ancient Maya Symbols upon seeing them.

"The cries of the Hunting and Fertility Goddess Sersi in Fire Hell mark the beginning of the Dusk of the Gods..."

As the annotation appeared and they exchanged surprised glances, Reina Swinton once again quickly moved towards the magic rune for teleportation.

"Let’s move on to the next one!"

The voice, full of intense Desire for Knowledge, echoed through the hall.

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