Five Mark Kings had entered eternal slumber here. One Mark King whose name was unknown remained, along with Mark King Lushman.
Su Xiao left the Mark King Hall and headed toward the Painting Tower. After crossing the towering stair bridge, he entered a painting room. The tall stools were dilapidated, and the canvases were covered in stains. The Painting Tower was completely empty. A portrait hung on the wall, depicting a blindfolded Girl sitting on a tall stool. She looked about seventeen or eighteen years old and still had freckles on her face.
To her left and right stood two people, one standing and one sitting. The one standing to the Girl's left was Brother Donkey. Brother Donkey was still human at the time, which clearly meant the painting had been made in the Old World. In the painting, Brother Donkey had his arms crossed and his chin raised, wearing an unbearably arrogant expression.
To the Girl's right was a man over five meters tall. Even sitting down, he was taller than the Girl on the stool beside him. He wore a helmet resembling an iron bucket. Even though it was only a painting, it still gave off an oppressive presence. Su Xiao did not need to guess to know that this man had to be God King Os Tobiae.
Seen this way, the bucket helmets of the Church of the Sun were a tribute to God King Os Tobiae.
"Roar!!"
A beastlike roar came from outside. Hearing it, Beni's fur stood on end, while Bubu Wang instinctively merged with his surroundings.
Su Xiao was the first to charge out. The sound had come from the right. He dashed over a mound of earth. The dust beneath his feet was very loose, and although it rose into a cloud when