Once the circular doorway was fully open, a heavy, dry, and ancient aura rushed out, completely different from the humid sea breeze outside.
Roy stepped into the stone chamber. The stone floor beneath his feet was perfectly smooth, showing no signs of wear or cracks even after eight hundred years, as if time had stood still here.
Loki followed closely behind, his massive body slightly lowered to barely avoid the stone beam at the top of the archway. Iron Thunder was casually leaned against the wall by him.
The heavy hammer fell to the ground with only a very soft thud, completely absorbed by the unique stone walls of the chamber.
The cramped stone chamber completely isolated the noise from the outside world. The sounds of Luffy and his crew exploring the distant city and the sea breeze crashing against the rocks all disappeared without a trace.
The entire space was eerily quiet, save for the somber murals on the four walls, silently etching an ancient past unknown to anyone, without any written explanation.
Only faded, mottled images tell the story of a lost history.
Loki glanced at the surrounding stone walls, his golden vertical pupils slightly contracting, and a rare solemn expression appeared on his face.
"The style of the dated murals is older than all the ancient ruins remaining in Elbaf."
He was born into the orthodox lineage of the Giant Tribe and had read ancient books passed down through the clan for thousands of years since childhood. He had seen countless ancient totems and mural patterns, but the style of the paintings in front of him was a system he had never encountered before.
The legends of " Ancient People from Beyond the Sky " are scattered throughout the ancient books of the Giant Tribe and have always been regarded as ancient myths.
Only now did Loki become completely certain that those legends were not fabrications at all.
Roy didn't speak, his eyes slightly closed, his Telekinesis spreading out, peeling away the dust of time and energy erosion covering the surface of the mural little by little.
The naked eye can only see blurry blocks of color and lines, but in his perception, the original clear image of the mural is being restored little by little, and all the details that have been worn away by time are emerging.
The first mural on the far left depicts the original appearance of the Blue Sea.
The entire land was barren and desolate, devoid of orderly city-states and mature civilizations, with only boundless primeval forests and cracked wastelands, where colossal ancient beasts roamed and wreaked havoc.
At that time, most of the creatures in the Blue Sea were primitive tribes that ate raw meat and drank blood, struggling to survive based on instinct.
Tribal warfare and giant beast raids were commonplace; the entire world was in chaos and devoid of life.
The style of the next mural changes abruptly.
Above the pitch-black sky, an incomparably dazzling light suddenly plummeted, tearing through the chaotic horizon.
As the light and shadow fell to the ground, they exploded into a shower of shimmering light, from which emerged a strange race with slender figures and wings on their backs.
They were well-proportioned, unlike Giant Tribe or ordinary humans, and were surrounded by a faint aura of energy, exuding an otherworldly aura.
The Ancient Moon People descended upon the Blue Sea.
Roy's mind was slightly shaken, and he continued to decipher the contents of the mural.
This extraterrestrial race possessed top-tier power and technology that could overwhelm all living beings in the Blue Sea at that time.
The scene is filled with all sorts of sophisticated mechanical creations, energy devices suspended in the air, and giant instruments that transform mountains and landforms.
They don't need brute force to fight; with just their technological creations, they can easily subdue ancient behemoths that roam the land, regulate overflowing rivers, stabilize chaotic climates, and cultivate barren lands.
The wild Blue Sea is transforming at a visible speed under the modification of these Moon People.
Well-ordered city-states sprang up one after another, fertile lands were cultivated and transformed, and primitive tribes that were constantly fighting were gradually brought together and educated.
After countless years of chaos, the Blue Sea finally ushered in order, and the first unified civilization was born.
The murals, consisting of more than a dozen scenes, all record the rise and prosperity of the early civilization.
With numerous city-states, peaceful lives for all, subjugated beasts, and favorable weather, it was a golden age far surpassing any subsequent era.
Even the current World Government, or Roger's era, cannot compare to the prosperity of this unified empire.
But just as the prosperous era reached its peak, the style of the murals suddenly took a sharp turn for the worse.
The once harmonious Moon People population has been completely split into two major camps.
In the scene, the same magnificent city-state is divided in two by an invisible boundary, with two groups of Moon People facing each other from afar, their expressions solemn, arguing endlessly.
One side controls a large amount of technological equipment for mining and expansion, while the other side controls the devices for ecological maintenance and environmental stabilization.
Neither side would compromise, and the originally unified technological system was forcibly dismantled, causing the prosperous city-state order to collapse rapidly.
The later the murals appear, the more dilapidated and faded the images become, with distorted and blurred lines.
In the end, all records were completely broken, leaving no follow-up story, as if that period of history had been forcibly cut out of time.
Inside the stone chamber, only the restored, fragmented murals remain, silently recounting a sudden ethnic division and the abrupt end of a golden age of civilization.
Loki stared intently at the last broken mural, remaining silent for a long time, the shock in his heart unable to subside.
"So that's how it is... So the Ancient People from Beyond the Sky in the legends of the Giant Tribe were real."
He murmured to himself, and all the ancient legends and clan secrets he had heard before now had their origins.
The ancient architectural patterns remaining in Elbaf, and some of the ancient secret techniques passed down through generations, can all be correlated with traces of Moon People technology.
The foundation of the Giant Tribe ' civilization can be traced back to the Ancient Moon People eight hundred years ago.
Roy opened his eyes, his brows furrowed, his heart filled with doubt.
He carefully reviewed all the fragments of memory and messages of will that Davy Jones had left behind, and discovered a fatal contradiction.
The eight-hundred-year conspiracy, the betrayal of nineteen thieves, and the struggle between divine and royal power that Davy Jones recounts are completely disconnected from the lunar civilization and the division of ethnic groups depicted in the murals before us, and have no connection whatsoever.
This means that the Void Century, or even more than a century, conceals a history that is far more extensive and complex than anyone imagines.
The rise and fall of the lunar civilization, the division of the first kingdom, Davy Jones ' betrayal, and the birth of the World Government are two or even more intertwined secret histories.
"The mural ends here; the true reasons for the split of the First Moon Kingdom and the ultimate fate of the two factions are not recorded."
Roy spoke softly, his gaze sweeping across the four walls of the stone chamber to make sure there were no missed images or clues.
This secret chamber only unlocks the most superficial truth about the origins of the Blue Sea civilization; the true core conflicts and historical mysteries remain shrouded in mist.
Loki suppressed his shock and said in a deep voice:
"The damage to the murals doesn't seem to be caused by the erosion of time, but rather by human vandalism."
Someone deliberately cut off the follow-up to this period of history.
Roy nodded in agreement; this was also the point he cared about most.
The upheaval eight hundred years ago not only erased Void Century history,
The truth about the earlier divisions between civilizations has also been deliberately concealed.