The seven days sealed in the crystal were the longest in Ivan for his life.

In the process, he continued to grow stronger little by little, and subtly rejuvenated.

After accumulating enough strength to achieve the Demon Dao of the Underworld, his sleeping body slowly woke up, like a dry branch reborn in the spring breeze.

The perceptual ability was tenfold and a hundred times sharper, and the whispers of the caretaker entered the ears, and every trace was as clear as the lines of the sculptor's pen. Mental power accumulates into a sunburst of brilliance in the depths of his mind, which may erupt at any moment. The power of the limbs and bones is also increasing, changing every moment, as if they can draw a steady stream of power through the void and act on their own bodies.

......

Seven days later.

There seemed to be some kind of omen in the darkness, and it was a day of heavy rain, and the sea was as dark as night, and the whole world heard only the roar of rain and the terrible sound of thunder.

A group of Holy Cult soldiers who were in charge of guarding Ivan's body sat in the cabin, each of them looking somewhat reticent.

I don't know if it's psychological, they always feel that there is a pair of eyes behind them watching through the darkness, and this terrifying illusion makes these people unable to calm down and do anything at all.

"It's a bit depressing...... "One of the Holy Cult soldiers said.

"When you encounter this kind of ghost weather, can you not be depressed? The other sighed in agreement.

"I think it's a little strange, my body is cold, as if a cold air is blowing directly into my bone marrow......" The third Holy Sect Army nodded, and as he spoke, his face faintly turned green:

"And, the closer you get to the Sun King's body, the stronger the feeling. ”

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone present was not calm, and when they looked at each other, they could see the malaise on each other's faces.

You know, in Menes' traditional concept, the Sun King is the living god, and the will of the gods is manifested in the world with royal power, and people even believe that the king's touch can cure diseases. And now, the Sun King has been murdered, and the body is placed next to him - will there be a curse or something!?

"Don't think about it!"

Seeing that something was wrong, the captain quickly stopped the conversation, and then added a sentence that wanted to cover up:

"It is not us who killed His Majesty, on the contrary, we are still holding a lamp for him. If you want to take revenge, it will definitely not take revenge on us - you must go to find the culprit first!"

"That's right!"

"Makes sense. ”

"Isn't that what it is? ”

Everyone nodded one after another, ostensibly accepting the captain's statement, giving themselves a little psychological comfort. But as soon as I closed my eyes and felt the darkness and silence around me, the feeling of fear became clearer and clearer.

“......”

The captain didn't know the bottom of his heart, because he felt it stronger than anyone else—the chill around him seemed to have coalesced into a human form, and he was choking him by the neck with his hands, trying to strangle him to death.

"Something is wrong, I'll report to the above, you stay here, don't go anywhere!" he vaguely felt that something was wrong, and ordered his subordinates, and got up and left the cabin.

After walking out of the door, the captain suddenly found that he didn't know when a thick fog had risen on the surface of the sea.

The whole world was hazy, shrouded in a misty white mist, and it was impossible to distinguish the boundaries between heaven and earth, and it was impossible to see the masts, guardrails, and human figures. The white sails that used to stand on the top of the sailboat can now only see the shadow of the silhouette, sometimes clear, sometimes hazy, as if they could disappear into thin air in the blink of an eye.

"Why was there lightning and thunder just now, and it was foggy now!?"

"Because I'm here. ”

A solemn voice responded to him, as if from another distant time and space, with an empty echo, farther and farther away.

“......”

The captain's whole body froze in place as if petrified, even the lines of his face froze, only the cold sweat that drilled through his pores, constantly cutting across his cheeks, dripping onto the deck and shattering.

The man did not have the courage to turn back, because he felt the weight coming down from above, like a mountain, as if it was going to crush him. It's not weight or pressure, it's ...... An overwhelming majesty, like an incarnated god, a breath alone is enough to crush a human being!

"Yes...... Who is it?" he asked, plucking up courage.

"You've seen me before, haven't you?" the voice responded.

"Evan ...... Your Majesty!?"

The Holy Cult's mind was spinning and he almost fainted, but the resurrection of the dead had actually happened—meaning that the Sun King was a true god and that he was a filthy blasphemer.

"Punish me!"

The captain knelt on the ground like a believer asking for forgiveness. The sound of his knees hitting the ground made people feel pain to listen to, and pleaded in a humble tone:

"I am willing to accept any form of punishment, please forgive my sins!"

"Stand up!"

The voice carried a strange power, as if it had given an order directly to his legs, causing the Holy Cult Army to stand up involuntarily:

"You're right about what you just said, I won't blame these unsuspecting people, the real blasphemer is Ozmandis, and I'll only swing the knife of revenge at him. ”

"You are a strict and merciful God!" the Holy Sect Leader almost cried out in emotion.

"Now...... I want you to do one thing......"

"Yes!"

......

It only took half a minute for the Captain of the Holy Cult Army to go out and return to the cabin, and then he walked straight to the deepest part of the cabin. His men were confused, watching as he walked over to the crystal - drawing his sword at his waist.

Click——!

The blade of the sword cut a zigzag silver light in the cramped space, and the crystal that sealed Evan shattered at any time.

"Are you crazy!?"

"Stop!"

"The High Priest will be angry!"

Only then did the crowd react, and at the same time pounced on their boss, trying to stop them.

However, at this time, the young king had already opened his eyes, and he sat on the coffin where he was placed, looking at the oncoming Holy Cult Army, and the surface of his eyes rippled with a dark and deep light:

"Stand still. ”

With his words, an invisible realm instantly occupied the entire cabin, this realm was not as pure and explosive as the realm of the Sun Sutra, it was dark, deep, restrained to the extreme, and it was completely the pressure of the spiritual level!

“......”

The entire team of Holy Cult Soldiers suddenly froze in place as if they had been immobilized, and their movements were frozen in the moment Ivan opened his eyes, like a lifeless wax figure - as if even his thoughts had stopped.