The first scroll is the most informative. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It was a throne made of blades and broken bones, with blood-red windows and towering black stone pillars behind it, which looked like a part of the temple, and if you fully immersed yourself in it, you could see the endless spire city outside the window. One of the most striking is the half-exposed stone arch – if you think of the minaret next to it as a residential building in Hermes, it is at least taller than the five basilica towers combined, which is completely counterintuitive.

What's even more incredible is that the inside of the door is pitch black, and nothing can be seen, as if a huge and smooth curtain is in the middle of it, but if you look closely, you will find that there seems to be a depth in the darkness, and there is no bottom at all...... The more you stare at it, the creepi it becomes.

Jero's consciousness lingered outside the window for only a few moments, and then she focused on the throne.

The master of the throne is not seen today.

What she saw in her mind was not static, for example, she could sometimes see a warrior in armor sitting on a throne, his head shrouded in a hideous black helmet, and only a faint red glow could be seen from his eye sockets. However, such scenes are rare, and most of the time, the seats are empty.

According to the records of the secret history, the content of this scroll should point to the city where the devils originated, that is, the northwest corner of the Dawn Realm, where they first appeared.

Jero has the same opinion on this, after all, the ubiquitous blood-red and blackstone spires in the picture are very similar to the living environment of the devil, and the helmet of the lord of the throne also has a distinct devilish style, the only strange thing is that its body looks no different from ordinary people, and it is not as strong and terrifying as the fearful demon and the helllord depicted in the holy book, so there are countless speculations about its identity, some popes believe that it is the source of evil, and some witches think that it is the guardian of the devil's clan- What it guards is the secrets of the gods.

The second picture is much more eerie.

What it shows is minimal, and it seems to be constantly moving. At least in the few observations that Jie Luo has made, she has never seen a repeat scene.

This time, she saw water.

The light blue water surged backwards against the three huge skeletons, and there was nothing in the middle of the skeletons, but the water splashed as if it was isolated by an invisible barrier, and it could not splash in at all. If you think of the huge skeleton as the keel that supports the side sides, it feels like you're in the cabin of a ship, looking out through the portholes—the difference is that the windows take up almost the entire wall.

Jero was quickly drawn to the wonderful sight in front of her...... She felt like she was on the line between water and sky, half sinking at the bottom and half floating on the water. Overhead, you can see dazzling sunlight and sparse clouds, while below you are surrounded by water. In the light, she could clearly see the color of the water changing from the most superficial light blue to yellow-green, then to dark green, and the deeper she looked.

Suddenly, the picture moved violently, and Jieluo felt a tremor under her feet and almost fell to the ground. She subconsciously wanted to open her eyes, but held back at the last moment—these were not real sights, she told herself, but revelations from the gods in her mind.

The water in front of me rose rapidly, and soon the sky was flooded.

No, it's not so much that the water is rising, it's that it's sinking.

Soon, the scene outside the window was completely covered in water, and she even saw red fish swimming against the skeleton, first two or three, then more and more, and the dense school of fish was like a red ribbon, wrapped around the invisible barrier. The color of the water gradually changed from dark green to dull black, and finally the picture disappeared completely into the darkness where you could not see your fingers.

Jero gasped and broke free from the frame, the first time she had seen such a clear message, and she felt like she was about to suffocate as darkness covered her vision. However, there are no useful clues in it - from the secret history, the content of the second painting is extremely varied, some people have left a record of huge eyeballs, some people have seen volcanoes that spew bubbles and yellow smoke, and some people claim to have witnessed a bottomless abyss that glows with a dark light, and the views of the previous observers have never been unified.

She rested for a moment and turned her consciousness to the third painting.

And there's still nothing there...... Like the world outside the painting, it is dark and dead.

It is mentioned in the Secret History that at the beginning of the First War of the Divine Will, there was content in the scroll...... However, this part of the record is so old that even the pages have become tattered, and Jie Luo can't see what is written on it. But one thing is for sure, a hundred years after the end of the War of the Divine Will, the painting turned black and was never shown again.

Finally, there is the fourth painting, which is also completely undocumented in the Secret History.

This was a bit incomprehensible to Jero, as if they were hiding something from each other - it was strange that if even the Pope, the only person who passed on the secret, had no right to know, the secret would be buried forever and no one would ever know it again.

The painting shows a wall.

A gray, rough-looking, unremarkable stone wall.

The partially smeared mortar had peeled off, revealing cracked stones underneath, which had apparently been erected for a long time. There is nothing else to see but this wall.

After lingering in the painting for a while, Jieluo felt extremely exhausted.

Enlightening the revelations of the gods was an extremely draining task, and even she couldn't hold on for long.

Jieluo opened her eyes and cut off the connection with the magical hemisphere, and the empty dark world and the huge canvas disappeared in an instant, and the small room illuminated by the ghost light returned to her eyes.

She let out a long breath and stumbled down the stairs to the library, where she drank the cold black tea in her cup before relieving herself.

Although the gods didn't give her any response, the anger had calmed down for now—Isabella didn't know anything about the gods, but she knew.

Jie Luo looked out the window, watching the busy figures at the bottom of the tower, and the feeling of controlling all beings came to mind again. After more than 200 years of experience, she thought that there was nothing in this world worth caring about, but when she became a pope, she realized that her understanding of the world was only in a superficial state - now, a new secret was in front of her, and eternal life happened to be the best capital to pursue the secret.

Jieluo faintly felt in her heart that she was the darling chosen by the gods.

If she can get close to the gods, let alone four hundred years, even if it is a thousand years, it is enough for her to look forward to. (To be continued.) )