Chapter 35: Hades (II)
"That's right, you're right, the Netherworld Power in my body is the Demon Dao of the Netherworld!But which taboo does this violate? Could it be that the Netherworld Power is a little more radical, and it will be out of touch with the Holy Book of the Netherworld!?" Ivan asked sharply.
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After a brief silence, the Guardian burst into a low laugh and paused, but his voice was mocking:
"No, that's not the case at all, in fact, your appearance makes my eyes shine, and people who can practice the Demon Dao of the Underworld and fake their lives are not incompetent. Such a guy, even if he can't control the country of the dead, is qualified to compete for the throne. Here's the problem...... Studying two holy texts at the same time determines your limits...... I'm afraid I won't be able to take the throne forever. β
"Throne, I wish your stubborn head could listen to someone else!"
This time it was Evan who sneered, shook his head exaggeratedly, stretched out his finger and pointed to his head, and said in a mocking tone:
"The next words are not false at all, but they are contrary to your perception of the world, and you can verify it by your own methods afterwards, but please don't interrupt my speech. β
"Tell me about it. β
The Guardian's voice was low and indifferent, looking at him with a grim look in his eyes.
"Hebleon has been targeted by enemies far more powerful than the gods, and unfortunately, neither the Hades Sacred Book nor the Sun Canon can save this world. β
Evan's expression was calm, he lowered his height to look at the other party, and explained Heblelen's current situation as a whole:
"Their weapons are enough to destroy the stars, their ships are capable of crossing the stars, and their armies are killing us one after another......! This is not because of greed, let alone self-indulgence, but because of necessity, in order to pursue a slim glimmer of hope...... Can your moldy head understand!?"
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After hearing this, the Guardian's cold eyes flickered frequently, and the expression on his well-defined face gradually became solemn.
After a long silence, it sighed:
"I don't want to believe your ridiculous words, but the voice of the Spirit tells me that you are not lying. β
"Looks like your brain isn't completely broken. β
Ivan remained vigilant, looked at the bottomless vortex slowly swirling on the floor, and reminded in a loud voice:
"Now that we've reached a preliminary consensus, why can't we stop the attack and sit down and talk slowly? I think we'll have more common language, like how to deal with the same enemy, the invaders. β
At the moment when he said this, there was a very light, very light sound in the wind, which was leisurely lowβit seemed that a door was quietly opened on the far side.
As if thousands of miles apart, through many obstacles to enter the temple, the monsters in the sky were all stunned, as if they were shocked by an unknown force, and they actually stopped their movements and turned their heads to look at the bronze murals, looking at each other with fear in their eyes.
What's there...... There was something to deter the fluctuations of these monsters that permeated the space.
"Hades!"
"Run, run!"
"The power of the temple!"
In the panicked wail, the monsters in the sky suddenly disappeared like a hurricane, and the thick fog gradually faded away. As if the clouds suddenly saw the sun, the faint and clear sunlight of the early morning sprinkled overhead, enveloping the restored space.
The mutation disappeared, and a thin and sparse light shone on the guardian's bronze face, refracting a faint light, and the hideous and terrifying appearance showed that nothing had changed, but it revealed a bit of divine and solemn temperament.
"O sons of the sun god, do not think that your tribulation is the end of the world, that all this is only a prelude to the invasion of darkness, and that the real calamity has not yet begun. It admonished.
"The real disaster, what is that?"
Evan suddenly had a big head, and couldn't help but tighten his eyebrows, the current situation is bad enough, if there is another religious prophecy of the apocalypse, won't Menes be doomed!?
"Unfortunately, I don't know...... But fragments of memory tell me...... It's not that far away from us. β
The Guardian didn't answer his question, his face cracked in the middle, shining from the inside out, like a door slowly opening:
"Your power is too weak, I will not serve you as lord, and the throne of the land of the dead will remain in the air as always. But I approve of your will, and until you grow strong enough, we will be in an alliance. If you want to be the master of the temple, try to trust me and walk through this door. β
"So be it for now. β
Ivan looked at the 'door' that was opening, and after weighing the pros and cons, he felt that he couldn't be cowardly at this time, so he walked straight to the door and passed through the golden light in full bloom.
Countless stars shone brightly, and the light came like a tide.
The moment he entered the door, Ivan mistakenly thought that he had crossed the sky and entered space beyond the atmosphere. If you look closely, it is a semi-circular space that reflects the brilliance of the starry sky, and the roof and the surrounding walls are blended together, mysteriously hidden in a starry sky.
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Evan touched the wall, and as he touched it, the wall shimmered like water, rippling with halos of light, as if the stars in the water had been washed away.
He raised his head, and on the dome, where he could not see the outline of the real thing, faint particles of light were scattered everywhere, shooting beams of light from time to time, guiding the stars on the wall to move. There were dense silver dots of light floating in the air, flashing with the brilliance of life, passing lightly through his body.
"What the hell is this?" Ivan couldn't help but ask.
"This is the heart of the temple, the gap between the human world and the underworld, the gap between the illusory and the real, a small part of what once belonged to the land of the dead, and it is also a pure land of bliss for the pure souls of the dead. All life is stripped of its body here, leaving only a pure bit of soul fire, and only those with the power of the Netherworld can move freely. The Guardian's voice suddenly approached his ear and whispered.
"Pure Land of Bliss!?Isn't that a place for the dead?Why did you send me here!?"
Ivan looked at the silver dots of light passing through him, and after knowing that they were human souls, his scalp suddenly tingled.
"Don't be surprised, this isn't special treatment. Every candidate for the throne must stay here for seven days to get used to the atmosphere of the underworld. β
"That's what happened. β
His hanging heart finally landed, and after feeling that there was indeed nothing unusual on his body, his emotions quickly returned to calm.