Fantasy World Transmigration

As Imorton jumped in, the crack leading to the Hades was like an eye, and it split again. The distance that one could span was expanded several times. The huge crack shape really looked like a split eye, staring. The people on the edge, Kasem Kemwe, Sekémbe, and Sergey Kate, accompanied by the slightest hesitation, jumped into the gap with Imorton.

Shen Tugong and Minnesi hesitated for a moment, and followed closely into the Hades.

Countless twisted silhouettes struggled on the edge of the Hades, they had no faces, not even intelligence, just instinctively grasping all the living things and dragging them down, dragging them into the depths of the Hades, but Immort did not let them do it, but Step by step toward the depths of the Hades, he knows that these distorted silhouettes are the shadow of the soul that enters the judgment of the Hades.

Endless, with the rotation of life.

The shadow of the original sin, Sekembu, came up from behind. He took off the black robe. The body under his clothes was like a chain of black fog. Countless shares of black fog with life and will were bound in a human body. Left and right, suddenly there is a black fog that looks like a head, and wants to rush out of his bondage. The shape of his head is wide and his mouth is silent and roaring, and he struggles with extreme pain.

Sekembu fell to the ground in the Hades.

Immort put his hand on his celestial spirit and silenced it for a moment before he said to him: “Secamibu, have you seen it? The shadow of those souls… After the soul accepts the judgment of Osiris here, if he is lighter than Feathers will enter Illu, the park of Osiris, and leave a shadow on their own sin, because Ilru is a country without sin.”

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

“But Osiris has gone, and Anubis has replaced the kingdom of his rule of the dead. The Hades are still there, but the souls of mortals are completely free, and no mortal souls will come here anymore! The times have entered the evening, leaving only a decaying corpse, still struggling!”

“Let them get rid of the bondage and pain!” Imorton said silently for Sekémbe, and he looked back at the shadows of countless squirming twists and turned his head forward.

Sekembu heard Imorton’s embarrassment and stayed in the same place. He lifted his head and lifted the black mist that he tried to suppress. Numerous thick fogs were drilled from his facial features, and the shape of the black fog was from him. Escaped from the body, the black mist of the silk fell on the shadows of those twisted souls, instantly eroding them.

Before Imorton came to a huge hall in the Hades, he walked along the old soul into the promenade of the Anubis Judgment Hall, before the sculpture of a huge jackal head, the statue of Anubis Taking the book of the undead, one hand stretched forward, and a balance made of gold was placed on the hand that he stretched forward, with the hand as the fulcrum, one white feather on one tray and the other on the other. It’s empty.

A sound that seems to coincide with countless human voices is heard: “Imorton! My high priest, are you coming to give me soul and flesh and blood?”

The eyes of the gods slowly opened. At this moment, Anubis, the last death god representing death and judgment, finally regained consciousness and appeared in front of Immort. He was no longer a glimpse of Chen Ang’s spear. Blur the will, but come to Immorton in a brand new, complete posture to complete this fateful confrontation.

Unlike other gods in the world, Anubis does not have a mortal body. He seems to be just a vast and magnificent will, hovering over the hall, symbolizing the fair death of the balance is He, the long The crocodile head is a lion’s monster, and it is also a part of Him. The essence of the gods transcends the limits that mortals can imagine.

The part of Him that appeared before Imorton that can be understood by the world is always only a part of the huge iceberg that is out of the water.

Imorton found that he still couldn’t fully understand the power of the gods. If he couldn’t understand it, he couldn’t hurt. If he only destroyed a part of the surface that he could understand, then in this fateful confrontation, he might win a moment, but after all, It is to be completely defeated.

But Imorton still smiled and replied: “No, Anubis! I am here to send you into the evening!”

“The gods will enter the evening, but they are immortal after all, their radiance is immortal… Dusk is not death, my high priest! We are only a temporary sleep.” Anubis slowly said: ” Immorton, your intelligence is like a sea among mortals, but for the gods, you are still too young and tender, and the soul of everything makes you unable to understand the way the old man thinks.”

Imorton said with emotion: “Maybe! I once knew the gap between the gods and the gods, which made me feel disheartened. Love covered my eyes and made me weak and slow. I I know that the gods have defined my destiny and know that everything is at your mercy, but I am powerless to resist because I am afraid and stupid.”

“Like I saw a mortal, and not the tattoo of the Pharaoh’s guard on the Egyptian’s arm, an ignorant woman who has the soul of the former Pharaoh’s daughter Nina, I know that I can’t escape the gods after all. At the mercy, because I am weak and ignorant, I have many weaknesses of mortals, the most dangerous of them.”

“The mortal does not deserve to have love… Anubis!”

“Our soul is involuntarily, our destiny is at the mercy of others. Before we are free, the greatest part of our soul, the part that transcends the gods – love, will only become our shackles, and we must be indulged.” Morton closed his eyes silently, letting the last tears slip across his cheeks.

“At that moment, love has become the shackles of fate, let me move towards your established direction. Until … is cut off! Mortal! Only if you destroy what you cherish most, you can see behind this. The shackles?”

Imorton said indifferently: “So, I was killed by the shackles, but a new will was born on the wreckage, I came to you, Anubis! Not for revenge to you, Because the gods do not deserve my revenge, but to gain freedom and master the power of revenge.”

“Sorrowful mortal! Although you have the glory of immortality, your soul is still only a thing that is contaminated with this radiance. Everything is powerless to resist God!” Anubis sighed, in his hands On the balance, a beating heart suddenly appeared.

Imorton smiled and looked at the organ from his own body, which fell on the balance representing the death judgment.

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

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

“Unbecome god 祗, there will always be death, only the true God can be detached from death, even if you ignite the fire, it is still a Demi-God’s necromancer…” The voice of Chen Ang came from the ear.

Anubis watched the heart of Imorton rise and fall in the balance, but what is strange is that, no matter what, the balance is always calm, obviously close to the slope, and the feathered one is raised high, but Soon, the balance is broken.

Anubis looked at the balance in his hands and suddenly angered: “Where things are, do you dare to deceive death?”

He grabbed it toward the heart of the balance, but this rash action instantly destroyed the balance of the balance, and the heart of Imorton violently beaten, disappeared silently from the balance, and returned to Imorton’s chest. Imorton felt that the blacks of the undead in his arms were bright and generous, and a line of writing appeared on the front page.

The power of the Undead Black Sutra crossed the time, as if it were a fog, covering the picture that Imorton was smashed by the Scarab beetle in the sarcophagus. When the death god Anubis traced back the time, he opened the sarcophagus, and there was no Emerton at all. Death’s corpse, only a group of mists that He can’t see, everything is hidden behind the fog.

Even the god of death cannot understand this existence, nor can he see through this fog and determine the state of Immort.

Uncertainty of Immort’s death, he is in the state of Schrodinger’s Immorton. In the judgment of the nature of the gods, he may be a dead spirit or alive. The superposition of this contradiction makes Imorton out of the way. The essence of the dead spirit becomes a quantum superposition, that is, a state of death and alive. The power of God cannot observe the death of Immort, and the god of death cannot judge him.

Anubis roared angrily: “How can there be a presence that can obscure the eyes of the gods? Why is this power on the blacks of the undead?”