Chapter 167 The Thirty-Third Soul Sacrifice! Netherworld Evolution
“River Styx.”
Xiao En looked at the huge waves set off by Ms. Hecate and turned around to retreat without saying a word.
This thing can't kill him, but if it touches even a little bit, a part of his memory will be washed away. If the whole person is soaked in the water of the Styx, then even his own personality will change drastically. . Most creatures are not immune to the side effects of the Styx. Even gods may have their memories washed away by the Styx. If all memories are washed away, they will be assimilated by the laws of the Styx, and their personalities will change in unpredictable ways. distortion.
The River Styx is the main transportation channel in the lower plane. In the absence of a specific god system to maintain the operation of the underworld, the River Styx will flow all the way to the bottom of purgatory, directly connecting to the source sea where souls are born.
There is no reincarnation in the Weird Kingdom, and souls are not reincarnated in a format, but are directly crushed, a bunch of souls are stirred together to become source matter, and then new souls are condensed again. It's like a blender that pulverizes the souls of all living things into pulp, and then reprints them into sheets of white paper. Before the souls of the aborigines of this world were condensed, part of their souls might have come from cats, dogs, or even other creatures.
So there is no need to talk about past and next lives here. You only have this life. After this life is over, you will be left with a soul shell that is slowly assimilated into the spiritual world, and the rest will be crushed into pieces.
“River Styx?!”
The Tomb King’s frightened roar sounded, and he said angrily: “What are you doing?”
“Are you crazy? ”
Ms. Hecate directly sacrificed her own divine kingdom, and also sacrificed his divine kingdom along with it.
The Tomb King worked hard for hundreds of years, during which he spent an unknown amount of energy, to complete this half-plane of the Kingdom of God called the 'Silent Tomb'. But now all of this has turned into someone else's wedding dress, and the plane laws that transformed him have also been swallowed up, becoming part of the laws of the underworld.
There is nothing closer to the plane laws of the underworld than the plane laws of the kingdom of the Death Demigod.
This is like private wealth becoming public wealth.
Ms. Hecate’s dark sacrifice directly confiscated his divine kingdom, and the two demigods’ divine kingdoms became the cornerstone of the evolution of the underworld.
But the problem is that if you want to confiscate it, you can just sacrifice your own kingdom. Why can I also sacrifice my kingdom? This was the Tomb King's biggest doubt at the moment. He simply couldn't figure out what method Ms. Hecate used to confiscate his kingdom.
Ms. Hecate's figure gradually fell, and she manifested the appearance of three gods with three bodies, and said lightly: "You can't even understand this, you still want to promote the god of death?"
"This world doesn't even have the underworld, what kind of god of death are you?"
In Ms. Hecate's view, the death demigods in the weird country are all a bunch of jokes, a world that doesn't even have the underworld, a group of masters. People who understand a little of the law of death dare to covet the supreme authority of death.
The God of Death not only has the power of death, but also maintains the balance between life and death in the world.
The Tomb King seemed to have thought of something, his deep voice was very angry, and he roared: "You took advantage of my ritual!"
"You already knew everything I arranged in Dagon."
"But you didn't stop it."
"You have been waiting for now, you want to use me to start the road to becoming a god!"
"Jiejie."
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"That's so sanctimonious. There's no difference between you and me at all!"
A mocking chuckle appeared on Ms. Hecate's face. She shook her head slowly and said: "Tomb King. You still haven't done anything yet!" I haven’t figured it out.”
“You are a sacrifice.”
“I am a sacrifice too.”
“Neither of us can become gods. The dedication is to the world.”
"Someone has to make a sacrifice!"
Ms. Hecate's figure suddenly split into two, no, not the body, but the soul, the immortal divinity. She was in the shocked eyes of countless people , directly tore his body apart, stripping out the divine essence of the death realm.
All fields related to the law of death have been injected into this country. Ms. Hecate only maintains her existence with the laws of a part of the concept of 'magic'.
This moment.
The demigod Hecate disappeared.
She fell directly to the status of a demigod. After losing the essence of the law of death, she could no longer maintain the realm of a demigod.
"What have you done?!..." The Tomb King roared like a maniac.
Above the clouds.
A strange phantom of a scale appeared. It was a golden scale held up by a huge white bone palm. On one side of the scale, the soul of Ms. Hecate appeared. Her expression was very calm, so calm. Feeling a little uneasy, she just stood on the pallet of the scale. As the weight tilted, on the other side of the scale, the shadow of the Tomb King's soul appeared, and a huge suction force pulled him directly from the death arrangement that had been arranged for hundreds of years. It was torn out from the mausoleum.
The Tomb King must pay as much for her divine essence!
The scales must balance.
A contemptuous smile appeared on Ms. Hecate’s beautiful face, and she said slowly: “Anubis’s Death Scale.”
“Can’t you even recognize this? ?”
The Tomb King’s soul was a tall shadow covered in a wide cloak, like a vague ring spirit. He raised his head in shock and said: “No! ! Anubis is not the god of death in this country!"
"How can you possess his artifact!"
Ms. Hecate slowly shook her head and sighed: "Of course there is no Egyptian pantheon here. I really don't know how you promoted yourself to a demigod."
"Have you forgotten."
"What is it that protects the real kingdom?"
The Tomb King raised his head in shock and said: "The twelve realms of Nirvana?"
Ms. Hecate nodded calmly and said calmly: "No Wrong. The Twelve Stages of Nirvana."
The Tomb King murmured: "The Zodiac!"
"They forged the Scales of Death."
"Those old guys still have a backup plan?!"
Ms. Hecate watched the souls of the Tomb Kings being torn bit by bit to the other end of the scale. She said calmly: "Our death gods inherit their inheritance. Why do you think these immortals are immortal?" Is the essence of death yours? "
"Did you kill the god? Or did you kill the indescribable past? "
Ms. Hecate's question made the Tomb King instantly stunned, and he stood frozen on the spot.
Yes.
Firstly, He did not kill the gods, and secondly, He did not kill the indescribable old days.
“You are no different from other people, except that you are luckier than others and have received more blessings.”
For Ms. Hecate, only magic is what she relies on The divine essence of their own strength and the law of death are all gifts from unknown people. Their group of death demigods are just because they were promoted earlier and have a better chance of inheriting the legacy of the Dark Age.
They have never wrested the law of death from the old hands, so how can they talk about possessing the supreme authority of death!
Don’t regard gifts from unknown people as your own abilities.
“Jie Jie!”
“Hahahahahaha!”
The Tomb King suddenly burst out laughing. He looked like crazy, looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Those people The old guy is really cruel!”
"I thought they were dead a long time ago."
"I didn't expect it!..."
"Haha!...They actually kept a hand with you." At this moment, the Tomb King suddenly looked at Ms. Hecate in front of him, and said faintly: "If I guessed correctly, this ceremony is to reshape the law of death in the entire world at the cost of sacrificing all the demigods of death. Rebuild! ”
“But why is it just you and me?”
Why just you and me?
The sacrificial ceremony initiated by Ms. Hecate can completely involve other death demigods. This is the last 'dragon-slaying technique' left by the unknown people back then. The only way to be prepared is to The successors, the new demigods of death.
If they also fall, then all the death demigods will fall together with the sacrificial ritual, and the laws of death they possess will also converge in one place and directly evolve into the laws of the underworld.
When the underworld is born, a new god of death must be born.
Ms. Hecate said lightly: "This world needs other demigods of death."
"And I'm not sure."
"So far, you are the only demigod of death who has attacked mortals because of greed in his heart."
If this sacrificial ritual is completely launched, He Lady Carter will also die, but now she has just fallen from the status of a demigod and has every chance of making a comeback.
She gave up the legacy of the unknown, the gift of death's divinity.
Ms. Hecate wants to use her own way to reunite the realm of 'death'. A legacy is just a legacy after all. She did not participate in the mortal battle that besieged the old days. How can the law of death that relies on inheritance be counted? Above is the true authority of death.
"I lost."
The Tomb King lowered his head and begged: "You win, Queen of Purgatory - Hecate."
"I am willing to make a soul oath, forever Serve you!"
"I will be your most loyal god, loyal to you forever! Your will is everything to me!"
"I will help you take back other deaths. Authority.”
"As long as you stop this ceremony, I am willing to dedicate everything to you!"
On the scales.
A phylactery-like object emerged. It was the soul of the Tomb King, hidden in the deepest part of the Death Tomb, but now it was sucked out directly. On the tray of the scale of death, even if he put everything on it, including his own soul, the scale still tilted towards Ms. Hecate, which meant that the immortal death divinity sacrificed by Ms. Hecate was far more than The immortal origin that He possesses.
If the ritual continues, He will be deprived of everything and become the petitioner of the newly born underworld, and he will not even be able to be a petitioner.
Ms. Hecate shook her head slightly and repeated: "Someone has to make a sacrifice."
"Eamon has made a sacrifice."
"Now it's my turn."
Speaking of this, Ms. Hecate gently raised her palm, the tilted scale of death It began to tremble, and along with a huge suction force, the death gods belonging to two people were being devoured and transformed. This artifact was just a prop to initiate the ritual. Something was placed on one side of the scale's tray, and something was placed on the other tray. Everything must be of equal weight.
There were 72 death demigods in the Dark Ages.
But in today's death path, all the death demigods in history add up to less than thirty. They don't know where the immortal divinity of other death demigods has gone, thinking that there are still those who have not been destroyed. heritage unearthed by man.
But only Ms. Hecate knew that they lucky ones only inherited half of the divinity of death, and the other half of the law of death was used to protect them.
Among the stars, there is also the power of death!
Nobodies never put their eggs in one basket.
The twelve realms of clock nirvana are twelve barriers to protect mortals. Even now, she only knows eleven of them. The last secret of the Twelve Realms of Clock Nirvana should be in the hands of Eamon. He may have told Xiao En, but Ms. Hecate has never asked about it.
No! ! !
A shrill scream sounded.
As the immortal divinity of Lady Hecate was sacrificed, the soul of the Tomb King was also devoured, and a vortex of nothingness emerged. Behind the gray mist, the reflections of black giants stood. Standing up, they stared at everything in front of them with deep eyes.
The reflections of these black giants include many who were once powerful demigods in this country!
The Tomb King's soul was torn apart.
Everything about him, soul, body, divinity, etc., was swallowed up into the black hole initiated by the ritual. In the material plane of the weird kingdom, a black giant that was as illusory as reality stood slowly. stand up.
It looks almost exactly like the Tomb King's reflection, except that it is different from the other black reflections. It looks at everything nearby with eyes full of ambition and desire.
Ms. Hecate smiled. She glanced back at Xiao En, and her figure began to gradually disappear. As the immortal divinity of death was sacrificed, her divine side was also gradually dying. The other condensed body also lost the three heads and three bodies of the gods.
She fell from the status of a demigod and turned into a transcendent level 40 mage with the field of 'magic'.
On a certain ancient battlefield.
A black phantom with three heads and three bodies appeared. She seemed to be a meditator. Her enchanting figure stood in a dead place filled with countless skeletons. Her deep eyes stared at the starry sky. This The female black giant just stood there motionless.
This is the divine side of Lady Hecate and half of her soul.
The underworld begins to evolve.
As if remaking the world, within Xiao En's field of vision, the kingdoms of the two death demigods began to evolve rapidly. Countless mountains and rivers spread along the earth's veins, and the water of the Styx followed the boundaries of the kingdom. It flowed like a torrent washing through the entire lower plane, and a wide and surging river emerged, forming a huge waterfall at the cliff.
The Lake of Oblivion.
Below the waterfall, a huge lake emerged, like a drop of tear. It was the lake of oblivion condensed by the laws of the plane, which could wash away the memories of all mortals. All the way down the Lake of Oblivion, the waters of the Styx spread in all directions. They automatically crossed the laws of space and formed a stable passage to other planes.
The spiritual world, the shadow plane, the pits of purgatory, the sea of chaos, etc.
Countless tributaries of the Styx evolve in all directions. They are like a huge net, directly covering all the planes related to the soul. They are even spreading towards the sky. If there is The kingdom of the gods, they may even extend to the highest mountain of heaven.
Dragon-headed battleships emerged one after another.
Under Xiao En's shocked gaze, the dragon-headed battleship of the remnants of Cathay directly entered the evolving River Styx. They threw two huge stone pillars from the sky. A black giant pillar hundreds of meters high stood on On the ground, a majestic stone monument fell.
——The gate of hell.
This is the price Lady Hecate paid. In order to persuade the Cathayans to take action, she gave up part of the evolutionary underworld and transformed it into the underworld of the Cathay remnants.
The underworld never belongs to any one person.
It is a plane.
The evolution of the Kingdom of God is still going on, and the brutal fighting on the ground has not stopped. These souls must be reshaped. They will first be transformed into petitioners of the underworld, and then after their consciousness dissipates, they will be transformed into the underworld. part and continue to grow this land.
Wisps of gray soul power dissipated, and they melted into the new underworld. At the border of the underworld, countless gravel dust automatically spliced into a continental shelf.
This new plane is growing.
It is digesting the soul.
In this battle, the dissipated souls of countless dead people will become nutrients for the growth of the underworld. Those who survive in the end will become petitioners of the underworld and begin to maintain the operation of the underworld.
Xiao En looked at Ms. Hecate’s weak back and silently drew the flaming sword.
The battle is not over yet.
Someone had to make a sacrifice, and the Tomb King's petitioners for the kingdom of God, as well as the countless undead souls on this land, were also part of the sacrifice.
This battle is destined to destroy countless souls!
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(End of this chapter)