Seeing that the circle around him Schiller had no intention of leaving, Osiris finally said:

“…… The scale, the key is the balance of judgment! And the feather that was used to determine whether the judgment passed or not, and it was a token of a great being......"

"I made a deal with a mysterious being in the dark, when I put a feather on the scales, and put the hearts of the believers on the other side of the scale, if the heart is heavier than the feather, then he will die, and if his heart is lighter than the feather, then death will not accept him, and he will be resurrected."

Schiller understood what Olysses meant, and in simple terms, the resurrection did not really bring a dead person back to life, but with the help of the power of death of the five great creation gods in Marvel.

As we all know, everything in the Marvel universe travels to the realm of death when it dies.

And Orisis uses the deal with death to intercept the souls of believers who are going to the kingdom of death in the middle of the way, and conduct a so-called trial, if the judgment is not passed, then the soul will continue to go to the realm of death, and the person will die, but if the judgment passes, then the soul will be rejected by the kingdom of death, and being rejected by death means that he is still alive, so the person will come back to life.

In other words, the resurrected believer is not born again, but does not die.

"I told my followers that if they are religious enough and fight for me, they will have a chance to be reborn after death, so that they will be more courageous and fearless of death, and they will kill more enemies on the battlefield, which will make the mysterious being called death happy, and that's why we made a deal."

And the so-called judgment process is also the mysterious being who is judging whether my believer can cause more death for him after the resurrection. If death feels that the believer can do this, he will not accept his soul and let him return to the world, thus creating more death. ”

Schiller nodded, signaling that he understood, that it wasn't out of his mind, as was anyone who made a deal with death, and that the ultimate goal of death was simply to have more death.

The same is true of Valhalla, which is owned by Asgard, where Odin will only allow the most valiant warriors to enter Valhalla, and the so-called most valiant warriors, that is, those who kill the most enemies on the battlefield, will naturally bring more death after this group of people is resurrected.

"You made a deal with death, so why can all believers in the gods of Egypt be resurrected?" Schiller asked.

"I can't help it!" Osiris looked desperate, saying, "After I completed the deal, I found out that not only did he want my followers to bring him more death, but he cursed the entire Egyptian artifact!" All believers in the Egyptian gods will be judged in this way! ”

Schiller suddenly smiled, as if mockingly, and said:

"I remember that myths say that the process of judgment was to distinguish the sinner from the good, and that the heart of the sinner would be heavier than a feather, so that he could not be resurrected."

"But now it seems that it is precisely the heart of the sinner that will be lighter than a feather, for death needs the most vicious sinner to bring more death to him......"

"It's really ironic, isn't it? Just like the judgment of all gods, divide who is bad and who is good, but you are not human yourself, why do you feel that you have the power to set the standard of good and bad for human beings? ”

After Schiller, who was dressed in a white coat and uniform, did not care about Osiris who was torn apart by the schillers, he just turned around and walked back, back to the big ship anchored next to the oasis.

Lifting the curtain and entering the room, the first thing Schiller saw was the balance on the table, and there was indeed a feather at the other end of the scale, which seemed so light that it would float at the slightest touch.

Schiller walked over and picked up the scales, and just then there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and he turned around and saw the fat hippopotamus goddess walking in, she didn't seem to realize that there was someone in the room, and exclaimed, and then turned around to go out, but Schiller stopped her.

"Your Majesty, can you please do me a favor?"

"Of course, what are you going to do?" The hippopotamus goddess stepped forward, looked at Schiller and asked, Schiller said to her, "Since you have been a usher-inducer on this ship, you should know the process of the trial, right?" Can you please go through this process for me? ”

The hippopotamus goddess widened her eyes and said, "Did I hear me right? Do you want to be judged? But why? You've got the ship! ”

"I'm just a little curious about the process, can you please help me get my heart out and put it on the scale?"

"This ......" The hippopotamus goddess hesitated for a moment, but looking at Schiller's determined eyes, she walked over anyway and said, "Well, it's not that difficult. ”

As she spoke, she put her hand into Schiller's chest and grabbed it, and a crystal-like heart appeared in her hand, and he placed it on the scales.

The hippopotamus goddess explained to Schiller: "Actually, as many of you appeared, I should have taken out as many hearts as I could, and then put them on the scales together, but in the current situation, if I do this, I may miss the next thousands of years of work, so ......"

Schiller understood, then looked at the scales, and soon his eyes widened in shock as the tray containing his heart slowly rose up.

That's right, the fluttering feathers, as if they were about to fly at any moment, actually pressed down the tray of scales and made Schiller's heart rise.

"Is this thing broken??? Schiller asked, puzzled.

Just as he was about to step forward and knock on the scale, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and with a "snap", the curtain was lifted, and Stark and Steve walked into the room one after another, and Khonsu stood outside the door to see them here.

Schiller was surprised by Stark and Steve's appearance, he didn't expect Stark and Steve to come here to look for him, he thought that the two of them were outside, crying over his corpse.

However, just surprised, Schiller didn't pay any attention to them, there was a more playful toy in front of him, and of course he would choose to explore the secret of the scales first.

Schiller walked to the other side of the table, looked at the end of the raised heart, and guessed that perhaps because he had been divided into many, the heart was not heavy enough, so he called two more personalities and asked the hippopotamus goddess to take out their hearts and put them on the tray, but the tray did not move at all, and had no intention of descending.

Schiller tried many combinations of personalities, some of which were too murderous, and some of them had never been murderous, anyway, after exhaustive methods of various permutations and combinations, none of them could be heavier than that feather, that is, no matter how they were combined, Schiller could pass the trial and be resurrected.

Schiller sighed, and found that it was not possible to follow the rules, so he was about to exert a little external force, so he stretched out a hand and pressed down the tray containing his heart, and as he concentrated, he found that the tray had indeed loosened a little, and began to show signs of falling.

Schiller took a more powerful position, he brought the balance to the table, and then stretched out a hand, pressed one end of the scale hard, and pressed it down hard.

In the dark, Schiller heard the tooth-aching creak of metal, and just as he was finally about to make his heart heavier than a feather, he suddenly saw a pale, slender hand appear on the tray with feathers on the opposite side, and then began to press down on the tray opposite.

Schiller's eyes widened, and when he saw this, he gritted his teeth and continued to press down on his side of the tray, and that hand also began to exert force, pressing down on the feather's side of the tray.

To put it another way, Schiller wanted his heart to weigh more than a feather so that he would not pass the trial, but the person opposite insisted on letting him pass the trial.

After wrestling for a long time, Schiller finally couldn't hold it first, he let go of his hand, and with a "bang", the tray with the feathers smashed directly on the table, and the tray containing Schiller's heart was raised high, and the heart on the tray was thrown out directly.

Schiller gasped and stared angrily at the scales, he had really met an opponent after coming to this world for so long?

So, ignoring the madman-like looks of the others, he began to use all kinds of methods, trying to push this end of the scale.

At this point, it doesn't matter what the principle is, the main thing is to win.

Schiller was busy here for a long time, Stark and Steve couldn't find a chance to intervene, they didn't even know what Schiller was doing.

In the end, Schiller, who had been busy for a long time, made no progress, and he threw aside the tools in his hand with some discouragement, looked at the scales with his hands on his hips and said, "Death, you are there, right?" ”

"Seriously, I really didn't expect that your strength is quite strong, if I hadn't brought the house here today, I would have let you know what unity is strength......"

"Forget it, can you come out for a while? There's something I'd like to talk to you about......"

"Death! Death! Are you there?! Answer me! ”

Just as Schiller was yelling, Stark stepped forward and pressed Schiller's shoulder and said, "Schiller, calm down!" ”

"I know, I know, you've had a bad experience, maybe you have a lot of regrets that you want to make amends, but this method doesn't work......"

Stark sighed and said with some emotion, "For countless nights, I have also thought about how great it would be if I could master a way to resurrect my parents......"

"I even took action for it, I started to look up everything related to the resurrection, and even wanted to make a time machine to go back to the day they died, and then leave them at home."

"I think anyone has thought about such a thing, and when their relatives leave them, they must have thought how great it would be if I could go back in time, or if I could resurrect them......

Stark covered his eyes with his other hand and said, "But I found that on my way to chasing this fantasy, I lost even more, I didn't sleep, I made myself very emaciated, I started to drink heavily, I reunited with them in hallucinations, but in the end, I didn't get anything......"

Stark looked into Schiller's eyes and said seriously:

"If you devise such a complex, interlocking plan that ends up only to resurrect your parents, then I want to tell you ......"

Stark's brown eyes sparkled with gold, and he said:

"The love and affection that you have lacked, they are not the only ones who can give you...... So can we. ”

Schiller stared into Stark's eyes, he opened his mouth slightly, and then asked:

"Thank you, I'm impressed, but ......"

"What the hell are you talking about?"