God's Bestow be God's.

Render to Caesar what is Caesar's.

This statement is equally valid here at Mark.

The underworld suppresses many star fields, universes, and planes, but operates independently, and does not interfere in the internal affairs of star fields, universes, and even planes.

All in all, in one sentence.

The underworld is only a matter of life and death.

Holding the Sun Scepter, Ra is bathed in fire like a god of the sun.

Mark sneered, "You don't really think you'll be able to repel my Apophis at the exact time and location. ”

Ra glanced at Apophis, whose crescent-shaped eyes were squinting.

The latter was enjoying Mark's caresses of her with two long hairy hairs.

Half ringing.

Ra said: "I have heard of you, but ......"

"I'm dead?" Mark interrupted with a smile on his face: "The gods on the Olympus side who have chaotic relationships still spread rumors that I often visit the palaces of many goddesses in the middle of the night?" Just listen to what they say, and when I return, the people of Olympus will not be eternal. ”

Mark said this with a smile on his face.

But......

But the words were murderous.

Mark looked at Ra, who was shut up and didn't speak, then looked at the eternal water that filled the Sun God ship, and said lightly: "But I am willing to give you a chance for this lineage, and the god of Egypt can live forever." ”

Ra looked at Mark, who was facing away from him, with a slight shift.

Mark turned around and continued: "But you are not in any position to interfere in matters of life and death. ”

Life and death are Mark's bottom line.

The priesthood doesn't really need much.

One is fine.

There is no life or death, and all other priesthoods are like.

Ra still didn't speak.

After ten breaths of Mark's ultimatum, Ra looked up and said, "Egyptian gods ......"

Mark interrupted with a light smile again: "First of all, all the gods have been recorded, and I have given them exemption from unnatural death, accidental birth, old age, sickness and death, they are still the gods of this world, but the gods born next are not among them, and sometimes it is meaningless to live for a longer time, let's locate it for millions of years." ”

Well.

A million years should be enough.

If you live so long, you should know how to be grateful.

Mark thought to himself.

What the?

And what about Mark himself?

Stop it.

What Mark wants is eternal life.

Not to mention that Mark has a lot of meaningful things to do.

It takes a lifetime.

Ra's old cheeks seemed to be thinking about something.

Mark watched Ra's every move and said lightly again: "You have to think about it carefully, even the bed bugs on the Olympus side can only use words to dye me black when they can't kill me head-on, I'm afraid you can't see enough, I'm just giving you a chance, I hope you know how to cherish it." ”

The corners of La's mouth twitched.

Can't beat it?

Can only be dyed black with words?

In Ra's memory, it seemed that the real situation was not like this.

But......

Ra agreed.

What can I do if I don't agree?

Ra was also originally born in the main universe as well.

But he didn't mix very well in the main universe, and even Egypt, his birthplace in the main universe, was given to other gods, otherwise he wouldn't have bothered to choose a place to be a creator god.

With the nod of Ra's head.

Bang!

Mark smiled with satisfaction as he stared at the hell passage that opened directly above the round sky.

Actually, Ra can try to resist and find a surprise.

In his heyday, Mark might be able to forcibly merge the hell of this place into his underworld without pulling a nod.

But now Mark?

Hehe.

Without a nod, Mark could only stare at hell here.

Yikes!

At the moment when the Gates of Hell appeared, Apophis, who had been enjoying Mark's caresses, opened his eyes like the moon, and looked at the open Gates of Hell as if he had seen a lovely dessert.

Mark smiled and asked, "Apophis, how much can the hell here be repaired by integrating into it?" ”

Apophis winked cutely and said, "We can only fix our gate." ”

Mark nodded here and said, "Then don't." ”

"What?"

"Yes." Mark's right hand repeatedly showed a drawing of Hades specially designed in the Marvel Universe, handed it to Apophis and said: "All of them are torn down and rebuilt, and my new life also represents the new life of Hades." ”

Apophis looked at the design on the drawings and fell silent.

Hades was not built with random stones and straws.

Hades was built by the transformation of the origin of hell.

And this hell in front of you?

Apophis, the girl in black, did the math and came up with a more difficult answer.

In front of this, this little bit of hell origin will not even be very good for the foundation of the new underworld.

For Apophis's melancholy, Mark laughed directly and said: "Don't worry, last time Olympus shamelessly launched my unprepared war, but this time it won't, I will sacrifice Hades with the multiverse endless hell, and the day Hades is formed is when those shameless guys are completely ashes." ”

Mark's declaration of war drew the star-like eyes of Apophis, a girl in black.

At the same time, it also makes the next pull embarrassed by the cancer attack.

As for Nephthys?

All right.

Nephtis was already watching Mark's majestic back fall into a crash restart.

Here's the problem.

If the hell here is located in Mark.

So what is she, the patron saint of the deceased or the goddess of funeral?

Half ringing.

Mark watched Apophis, the girl in black who turned into a black light and blasted towards the door of hell, and then withdrew his gaze and turned around.

Seth, on deck, clutched his chest and didn't say a word.

Mark smiled and looked at La, and said lightly: "I have seen this barbaric child of yours, but I don't know if the character of the other child is also like this, if this is the case, I am very worried about the future of this universe." ”

He said in a deep voice, "You said you wouldn't interfere here." ”

Mark nodded: "Of course, after the hell here returns to the underworld, the underworld will not intervene except for the great crisis of annihilation." ”

After speaking.

Mark looked at Nephthys, who had a dumbfounded expression, and smiled, "How about it, come with me to see what the regular world of the dead is like?" ”

Nephtis pointed to himself and said, "I, why me." ”

"Aren't you the patron saint of the dead?"

"No, I'm not, the moment my god Ra let go of the gates of hell, this priesthood of mine is gone, and I think the same is true of other gods who have the priesthood of the world of the dead, even ......" Speaking of this, Nephthys glanced at Ra and said again: "Even Anubis, the god of death, completely lost his priesthood and became a wandering god. ”

Mark nodded, stared at somewhere in the round sky, and said, "I see, is it the bearded man?" ”

Nephthys nodded.

Mark withdrew his gaze from Anubis, who was looking blankly at his hands in the desert, and asked, "Then he is your ......?"

Nephthys nodded, "Yes, he is my child who died before birth, and I, Godra, have given him the priesthood of bringing the dead back to Hell. ”

Mark: "......"

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