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As Immorton jumped in, the crack leading to Hades opened again like an eye. The distance that one person could originally span expanded several times. The shape of the huge crack really looked like an open eye, staring. Looking at the people on the edge, Kasekemwe, Sekemimbu, and Semakat and the other three jumped into the gap with Immorton without hesitation.
Shentu Palace and Menis hesitated for a moment, and then followed them into the underworld.
Countless twisted figures struggled on the edge of Hades. They had no face or even intelligence. They just instinctively grabbed all living creatures and dragged them down and into the depths of Hades. However, Immorton did not let them do it. Step by step, he advanced towards the depths of Hades. He knew that these twisted figures were the shadows of souls entering the judgment of Hades.
The Shadow of Original Sin, Sekemibu, caught up from behind. He took off his black robe. The body under the clothes was like a bound black mist. Countless strands of black mist that seemed to have life and will were bound in a humanoid body. Rushing left and right, from time to time there would be a black mist with a skull that wanted to break out of his restraints. The skull-shaped head opened its mouth wide and roared silently, struggling in extreme pain.
Secchemib fell to his knees on the ground of Hades.
Immorton put his hand on his heavenly spirit and was silent for a moment before saying to him: "Secekemibu, do you see it? The shadows of those souls After the soul is judged by Osiris here, if he is lighter than Feather, you will enter Iru, the paradise ruled by Osiris, and at the same time leave a shadow here that represents your own sins, because Iru is the country of sinlessness."
"If he were heavier than a feather, his heart would fall into the mouth of the crocodile-headed, lion-body monster Amut."
"But Osiris has gone far away, and Anubis ruled this kingdom of the dead in his place. Hades is still there, but the souls of mortals are completely free. No mortal souls will come here again! The gods' The era has entered the dusk, and only a pile of rotting corpses are left, still struggling!"
"Let them get rid of their bondage and pain!" Immorton said to Sekemibu after a moment of silence. He looked back at the countless squirming and twisted shadows, and resolutely turned his head forward.
Sekemibu heard Immorton's instructions and stayed where he was. He raised his head to release the black mist that he had tried so hard to suppress. Countless thick mists emerged from his facial features, and a skull-shaped head of black mist emerged from his face. Escaping from the body, wisps of black mist fell on the twisted soul shadows, instantly eroding them away.
Immorton came to a huge hall in Hades. He walked along the corridor of the Hall of Judgment of Anubis along the old souls, and came to a huge sculpture of a jackal's head. This statue of Anubis had one hand. Holding the Book of the Dead, he stretched one hand forward. A scale made of gold was placed on his outstretched hand. With that hand as the fulcrum, a white feather was placed on one tray and on the other tray. The sky above is empty.
A voice that sounded like countless voices echoed through the hall: "Imerton! My high priest, are you here to offer your soul and flesh and blood to me?"
The eyes of the statue slowly opened. At this moment, Anubis, the last god of death, who represented death and judgment, finally woke up completely and appeared in front of Immorton. He was no longer a ray pierced by Chen Ang with the spear of judgment. Fuzzy will, but came to Immorton in a new and complete attitude to complete this fateful duel.
Unlike the gods in other worlds, Anubis does not have a divine body like a mortal. He seems to be just a vast and magnificent will, hovering over this palace, symbolizing the fair scale of death. He is the one with the long hair. The crocodile-headed lion-like monster is also a part of Him, the essence of a god, beyond the limits of mortal imagination.
The part of Him that appears in front of Immorton and can be understood by the world is always just the part of the huge iceberg that emerges from the water.
Immorton found that he still could not fully understand the power of the gods. If he could not understand it, he could not hurt it. If he only destroyed a part of the superficial existence that he could understand, then in this fateful duel, he might be able to win for a while, but in the end It's going to be a complete failure.
But Immorton still smiled and replied: "No, Anubis! I'm here to send you into the dusk!"
"The gods will enter dusk, but they are immortal after all, and their glory is immortal Dusk is not death, my high priest! We are just temporarily sleeping." Anubis said slowly: " Immorton, your wisdom is as deep as the ocean among mortals, but for gods, you are still too young and immature, and the soul of mortal things prevents you from understanding the way of thinking of the ancients."
Immorton sighed: "Maybe! Once upon a timeI deeply understand the gap between mortal things and gods, which makes me feel discouraged. Love has covered my eyes and made me weak and slow. I know that the gods have determined my destiny and know that I Everything is at your mercy, but I am unable to resist because I am scared and stupid. "
"Just like I saw a tattoo representing the Pharaoh's bodyguard on the arm of a mortal, and not an Egyptian, an ignorant woman, possessing the soul of Nina, the daughter of the former Pharaoh, I knew that I would not be able to escape the gods after all. At the mercy of me, because I am weak and ignorant and possess the many weaknesses of mortals, the most dangerous of which is love.”
"Mortals are not worthy of love Anubis!"
"Our souls are involuntary, and our destiny is at the mercy of others. Before we are free, the greatest part of our souls, the part that transcends gods - love, will only become our shackles, binding us to perdition." Yi Morton closed his eyes silently, letting the last tears slide down his cheeks.
"At that moment, love became the shackles of fate, making me slide step by step in the direction you set. Until I was cut off by someone! Mortal! Only when someone destroys the thing you cherish most can you see what's behind it. Shackles?"
Immorton said coldly: "So, I was killed in shackles, but a new will was born on top of the broken body. I came in front of you, Anubis! Not to take revenge on you, Because the gods are not worthy of my revenge, but to gain complete freedom and master the power of revenge.”
"Pathetic mortal! Although you have immortal brilliance, your soul is still just a mortal thing stained by this brilliance. Mortal things are powerless to resist God!" Anubis sighed, in His hands On the scale, a beating heart suddenly appeared.
Immorton smiled as he watched the organ from his own body fall on the scale representing death judgment.
"Imerton! The most difficult thing to cross between life and death. As long as there is death, there is no resistance in front of Anubis, because the essence of the existence of Death is to judge and settle the undead. As long as you have no way Breaking through the barrier between life and death is still a dead existence, and your heart will always be on the scale of death."
"As long as the scales fall and you are found guilty, Anubis can easily swallow your heart."
"Before you become a god, you will always have life and death. Only a true god can transcend death. Even if you light the divine fire, you are still just a demigod's dead soul" Chen Ang's voice seemed to be heard in his ears.
Anubis watched Immorton's heart rise and fall in the scale, but the strange thing was that no matter what, the scale never calmed down. It was obviously close to being tilted and stable, and the feathered end was raised high, but Soon, the balance was disturbed.
Anubis stared deeply at the scale in his hand, and suddenly said angrily: "Mortal, how dare you cheat death?"
He grabbed the heart on the scale, but this rash move instantly destroyed the balance of the scale. Immorton's heart beat fiercely, disappeared from the scale silently, and returned to Imogen's chest. , Immorton felt that the Black Book of the Dead in his arms was shining brightly, and a line of writing appeared on the title page.
The power of the Black Book of the Dead spans time, like a layer of mist, covering the scene of Immorton being eaten by scarabs in the sarcophagus. When Anubis, the god of death, went back in time, he opened the sarcophagus, and there was no Imogen in it. There was only a mist that he could not see clearly among the corpses of death, and everything was hidden behind the mist.
Even the God of Death cannot understand this kind of existence, nor can he see through this fog and determine Immorton's status.
If Imogen's death cannot be determined, he is in Schr?dinger's Imogen state. In the judgment of the nature of gods, he may be undead or alive. This contradictory superimposed state makes Imogen escape from The essence of the undead has become a quantum superposition, a state of death and life. Divine power cannot observe Immorton's death, and the God of Death cannot judge him.
Anubis roared angrily: "How can there be an existence that can obscure the sight of the gods? Why does the Black Book of the Dead contain this kind of power?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com