Fantasy World Transmigration - 689. Chapter 689

As Immortal jumped in, the fissure leading to the underworld resembled an eye, and it split again. The distance that one person could cross has expanded several times. The shape of the huge fissure really looks like an open eye, staring at it. The people on the edge, Kasekemwe, Sekimibu, Thurmet, and the others jumped into the gap without hesitation.

Shentu Palace and Menis hesitated for a moment, and then walked into the Hades.

Countless twisted figures are struggling on the edge of the underworld. They have no faces or even wisdom. They just instinctively grab all living creatures and drag them down into the depths of the underworld, but Immortal did not let them do it, but Step by step, he walked toward the depths of the underworld, and he knew that these twisted figures were the shadows of the souls who entered the underworld for judgment.

Endless, unrivaled.

Sekimibu, the shadow of original sin, rushed up from behind. He took off his black robe. The body under his clothes was like a bound black mist, and countless black mists that seemed to have life and will were bound in a human body. Rushing from the left to the right, from time to time, the black mist with a skull-like head wanted to rush out of his restraint, his skull-shaped head opened wide and his mouth roared silently, struggling with extreme pain.

Sekai Kneeled down on the ground of the Hades.

Immortal placed his hand on his heavenly spirit and said to him after a moment of silence: “Sekimibu, have you seen it? The shadows of those souls… After the soul is here to be judged by Osiris, if he is lighter than Feather will enter Illu, the paradise ruled by Osiris, and at the same time leave a shadow of his own sins here, because Illu is a country of innocence.”

“If he is heavier than feathers, the heart will fall into the mouth of the crocodile head and lion monster Amt.”

“But Osiris has gone, and Anubis has replaced him in ruling the kingdom of the dead. The Hades is still there, but the mortal souls are completely free, and there will never be mortal souls here again! The times have entered the twilight, only a push of the decayed corpse is left, still struggling!”

“Let them get rid of the shackles and pain!” Immortal said to Sekimibu after a moment of silence. He looked back at the countless squirming and twisted shadows, and resolutely turned his head forward.

Sekaimibu heard Immortal’s instructions and stayed in place. He raised his head and lifted the black fog he had tried his best to suppress. Numerous thick fogs emerged from his facial features, and the skull-shaped black fog came from him. Escaping from the body, strands of black mist fell on the shadows of the twisted souls, eroding them all in an instant.

Immortal came to a huge hall in the Hades. He walked along the corridor of the Temple of Anubis’s Judgment along the old soul, and came to a huge jackal head sculpture. The statue of Anubis Holding the book of the dead, one hand stretched forward, a balance made of gold is placed on the hand that he stretched forward, with that hand as a fulcrum, a tray is placed with a white feather, and the other tray The sky is empty.

A voice that seemed to overlap with countless human voices echoed through the hall: “Imorton! My high priest, are you here to dedicate your soul and flesh and blood to me?”

The eyes of the idol slowly opened. At this moment, Anubis, the last god of death representing death and judgment, finally fully awakened and appeared in front of Immortal. He was no longer a thread pierced by Chen Ang with the spear of judgment. Fuzzy will, but came to Imodun in a brand new and complete posture to complete this fateful duel.

Unlike other gods in the world, Anubis does not have a mortal body. He seems to be just a vast and magnificent will hovering in the sky above this temple, symbolizing that the balance of justice is Him, and that one grows The crocodile head is like a lion monster, and it is also a part of him, the essence of the god, beyond the limit that mortals can imagine.

The part that he appeared in front of Immortal, which can be understood by the world, is always only the part of the huge iceberg above the water.

Immortal found that he still could not fully understand the power of the gods. If he could not understand the power of the gods, he could not hurt. If he only destroyed part of the surface existence that he could understand, then in this fateful duel, he might be able to win for a while, but in the end It will fail completely.

But Immortal smiled and replied: “No, Anubis! I’m here to take you into the dusk!”

“The gods will enter the dusk, but they are immortal after all, and their brilliance is immortal… The dusk is not death, my high priest! We are only a temporary sleep.” Anubis slowly said: ” Immortal, your wisdom is like a sea among mortals, but for the gods, you are still too young and immature. The soul of the mortal makes you unable to understand the way of thinking of the ancients.”

Immortal said with emotion: “Perhaps! Once I knew the gap between mortals and gods very deeply. This made me feel frustrated. Love covered my eyes and made me weak and dull. Knowing that the gods set my destiny, knowing that everything about me is at your mercy, but I am powerless to resist, because I am afraid and stupid.”

“It’s like I saw a mortal, and not an Egyptian, with a tattoo representing a Pharaoh’s guard on his arm. An ignorant woman with the soul of the former Pharaoh’s daughter Nina, I knew that I would never escape from the gods. At the mercy of me, because I am weak and ignorant. I have many of the weaknesses of mortals, the most dangerous of which is love.”

“Mortals don’t deserve to have love… Anubis!”

“Our souls are involuntary, and our destiny is at the mercy of others. Before we can be free, the greatest part of our soul, the part that transcends the gods-love, will only become our shackles and bind us to perish.” Morton closed his eyes silently, letting the last tears run down his cheeks.

“At that moment, love became the yoke of destiny, let me slide in your intended direction step by step. Until…I was cut off by someone! Mortal! Could it be that only by someone destroying your most cherished thing can you see behind this? The shackles?”

Immortal said indifferently: “So, I was killed with the shackles, but a new will was born on top of the broken body. I came to you, Anubis! Not to avenge you, Because the gods don’t deserve my revenge, but to gain freedom and master the power of revenge.”

“Sad mortal! Although you have immortal brilliance, your soul is still just a mortal thing contaminated with this brilliance. A mortal thing is powerless to resist God!” Anubis sighed, in his hands. On the balance, a beating heart suddenly appeared.

Immortal smiled and looked at this organ from his body, falling on the scale representing death judgment.

“Imorton! The most difficult to cross between life and death. As long as there is death, in front of Anubis, there is no resistance, because the essence of death is to judge and place the dead. As long as you have no way, Breaking through the barrier between death and life is still a dead existence. On the balance of the god of death, there will always be your heart.”

“As long as the balance falls and you are convicted, Anubis can easily swallow your heart.”

“Unbecoming gods, there will always be death and life, and only true gods can transcend death. Even if you light a divine fire, you are still just a dead spirit of a demigod…” Chen Ang’s voice seemed to be heard in his ears.

Anubis watched Immortal’s heart rise and fall in the balance, but the strange thing was that no matter what, the balance could not calm down. It was already close to tilting and stable, and the feathered head was raised high, but Soon, the balance was broken.

Anubis looked deeply at the balance in his hand, and suddenly furiously said: “Mortal, do you dare to deceive death?”

He grabbed the heart on the balance, but this rash action instantly broke the balance of the balance. Immortal’s heart beat fiercely, disappearing from the balance silently, and returned to Immortal’s chest. Immortal felt that the black sutra of the undead in his arms was generous and bright, and a line of writing appeared on the title page.

The power of the Black Sutra of the Undead spans time, like a layer of fog, covering the scene of Immortal being eaten by scarabs in the sarcophagus. When the god of death Anubis looked back in time, he opened the sarcophagus, and there was no Immortal in it. The corpse of death, there is only a cloud of fog that he can’t see, everything is hidden behind the fog.

Even the god of death could not understand this existence, nor could he see through the mist and determine the state of Imodun.

Immortal’s death is uncertain, he is in Schrödinger’s Immortal state. In the judgment of the essence of the gods, he may be either a dead or alive. This superimposed state of contradiction makes Immortal out of it. The essence of the necromancer becomes a quantum superposition, that is, a state of death and alive. The divine power cannot observe the death of Immortal, and the god of death cannot judge him.

Anubis roared angrily: “How can there be any existence that can obscure the sight of the gods? Why is there such power in the Black Sutra of the Undead?”