Chapter Ninety-Eight: Resurrection from the Dead

Magellan felt a power that was far more powerful than powerful enough to be called great. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

It came from some kind of intuition, and Magellan remembered what he had seen in Osiris's memory.

The world can be generalized, it can be described in an abstract way, and if some intelligent being is born to see this abstraction as intuitive, then his sense is close to Magellan's current intuition.

A higher level of power is fighting against Magellan, stubbornly defending, threatening fiercely, and the war takes place in heights beyond the reach of mortals, not even in this world.

"Osiris ......"

Magellan sighed softly, and then decapitated the behemoth.

It's like a clay pot on a table that is knocked over, and the water in the pot flows out, and then the jar falls on the sand dunes with a dull thud.

The sound of the siege weapon's stone projectiles falling on the essence shield became quiet, and an eerie dead silence suddenly came.

Magellan knew it was in a place that no one knew, and a wave of terror drowned out all the sounds in the real world.

The goddess of death has come.

But Magellan didn't take this to heart.

The golden blood gushed like a spring, like flowing water, and the head of the giant beast rolled on the ground, and finally stopped at the moment when the face was facing Magellan.

The golden mask returned, but it was no longer flawless, and a massive crack split the mask in half from top to bottom, revealing an old face underneath.

"Even Osiris's most confident tools are controlled. ā€

Magellan sighed, then looked up in silence.

"Let me see you, Batters. ā€

Then a lioness appeared in front of him.

This is an Emenkai deity, there is no doubt about it. She has the body of a female human, as well as the head of a lioness with the black of death and only a pair of golden eyes.

"I've done what you've asked, mortal, and this is what I'm best suited to where I am. ā€

Magellan looked up at the god and nodded.

"Then I'm not mistaken, Thoth can only fall into eternal sleep, and now you can survive, it's amazing. ā€

"Your compliments only get half the score, mortal, too deliberate. ā€

"I don't want to hide the fact that I want to please you so that you can teach the Countess something. ā€

The god smiled, she didn't mind Magellan's bluntness, on the contrary, she liked this frankness.

Although no one can understand the inner logic of this.

"I do have a little to teach your companion, mortal, but before I can do that, I need to learn something. ā€

The goddess stretched out her hand and grasped something that didn't exist, and a powerful divine power began to flow.

"You see, the gods accept memories differently than mortals, and maybe there's some kind of information hidden in them......" the gods whispered to themselves, as if talking to themselves, "but for now, we can put it aside." ā€

"I need two memories to complete the exact pieces of the puzzle, first of all the sun god, and that is from Isis. ā€

The goddess raised her left hand, and in her hand was a golden ball of light, which looked as if Lottes was holding a round of sun in her hand.

"Then there is Osiris's, Thoth thought that his death had given him crucial knowledge, but in fact, what mattered was Osiris's description," the goddess held up a black clay tablet with words engraved on it, "Osiris never lied, nor did he deliberately hide secrets, and his description contained countless information, but Thoth could not understand." ā€

"Let me see. ā€

Butters fell silent.

By this time, the dead silence that had enveloped the desert had lasted for a long time, and then the silence was finally broken.

It was the distant junction of heaven and earth, and countless people chanted.

The sound was loud and indistinct, seemingly close to the ear, but the details could not be heard.

"What are you doing?"

For a long time, the goddess was like a statue, standing motionless, making even Magellan lose patience.

But in the end, the goddess moved.

Then Magellan was surprised to find that time had only passed for a moment.

Just now, he fell into some kind of delusion.

"Don't be surprised, mortal. ā€

The goddess smiled and bent down so that her face was facing Magellan.

"That's a delusion, you mortals can't get used to this level of divine power explosion, and of course, there's no need to get used to it. ā€

"You're not absorbing memories, you're robbing the gods. Magellan shook his head and sighed, "It doesn't really matter, I just hope that you can accept this request for this conversation." ā€

"When you are confronted by a god," the goddess smiled and spread her right hand, "you should say, pray." ā€

The world suddenly came to a standstill.

It looked like the air had suddenly turned into glass, imprisoning everything and preserving the scene of that moment.

"You're saying that the Countess is vulnerable enough to you, aren't you?"

"Don't you think she's perfect, it's incredible as a mortal, she's beyond the limits of her own race......"

"I'm glad to hear you say that. ā€

An eerie harsh sound of metal grinding interrupted the goddess.

"But you still don't want to tell me the answer, do you?"

It was a monster, cast of silver metal, covered in spikes, like a tree of death, and in a position close to its head, there were two sapphires with a thousand faces, and the light flowed in them like blue teardrops.

"Are you...... What?"

"People who have doubts. ā€

The goddess smiled.

"If you give me that fun toy, I'll tell you the answer. ā€

The countess smiled, and the silver metal on her body receded in an instant, leaving nothing left.

"If you tell me the answer, I'll give you this. ā€

"Hmmm......"

Butters smiled and put her chin on her hand, lowered her head and began to moan.

The irresistible divine power imprisoned the world, and except for the countess and the gods themselves, everyone else, including Magellan and the like, was only a fixed background.

"Don't think about it, that thing doesn't belong to you. ā€

Magellan's voice suddenly rang out, interrupting the gods' thoughts.

"I finally thought of it!" the goddess laughed suddenly, reaching out to Magellan, "You're the funniest toy in the world, I don't want that anymore." ā€

Magellan raised his sword.

Then in the next moment, he found himself crossing a space and stopping in the air, being held tightly in the hands of the goddess.

He's just been imprisoned.

Magellan wanted to do something, he wanted to raise his sword, but he found that he couldn't move at all.

"Compared to that thing, you're the kind of really rare toy, always fresh and never breaking, hasn't anyone ever told you how special you are?"