Chapter 166: The Second Book of Darkness

Of these three things, one was more important to Amun-ra, and of course he could not agree to it.

In the end, in the face of the equally tough Gu Chongyan, Amunla could only give up on Khonsu for the time being.

It's not that he doesn't feel sorry for his son, after all, Kong Su is just sealed, not dead, and unlike other Egyptian gods who are related to his name as a god king, he can only continue to wander in the outside world if he gets it back.

Although there was no freedom in Gu Chongyan's hands, it also reduced the loss of divine power.

Unless Gu Chongyan planned to completely tear his face with the Egyptian gods, he would not easily do anything to Kong Su.

In the end, Amun-la paid for a hundred years of the essence of the sun to take away all the clay sculptures of the gods on that wall, and the pantheon where the light appeared fell silent again.

Gu Chongyan was not very disappointed with Amunla's refusal, being able to get a hundred years of sun essence was already an unexpected gain for him.

Originally, he also thought about using the power of the two dark books to create an artifact, whether it would make the artifact too biased towards the dark attribute.

Well, now, with this hundred years of Sun Essence, he can completely neutralize the power of the Book of Darkness, and he doesn't need to think of another way.

Moreover, the Egyptian god system was born on the basis of death and darkness, and even the supreme god of the sun, Amunla, had to go through the process of being devoured by the serpent of darkness every night, and then reappearing to the light.

Therefore, compared to other gods, Amunla's Sun Essence and the power of the Book of Darkness have some points to figure out, unlike other powers of the Sun and the power of darkness that are opposed to each other, not only will the power of the Book of Darkness not be consumed during the fusion process, but they can also achieve complementary effects.

In addition, although the sun god exists in every god system, there is no one who can reach the status of Amunla, so Amunla is also the only one among many sun gods who has reached the level of the heavenly father.

As the most powerful sun god, Amunla's Sun Essence is also the only one of the sun power refined by Heavenly Father-level gods, and its value is immeasurable.

Otherwise, Gu Chongyan would not have easily returned the clay sculptures of the Egyptian gods to him.

After Amun-la left, the flickering light in the Pantheon also dimmed, and not only that, but the ancient power that lingered in the Pantheon also dissipated.

Gu Chongyan understood that this was because Amunla knew that he would attack the Dark Book of the Pantheon, so he cut off the connection between Heliopolis and the Pantheon, so that he would not find the plane coordinates of Heliopolis after taking the Dark Book.

This way, without the influence of the gods of Egypt, he can get the Book of Darkness more easily.

Spreading out his palm, the Book of Darkness flew under his palm, and with the plucking of his palm, the pages were turned open.

With Gu Chongyan as the center, the dark power rippled like water waves, like a stone smashed into the calm water, and the entire pantheon rippled with it.

Boom, mud, clods, rocks.

Under the power of darkness, the pantheon trembled violently, and on the walls, floors, and ceilings, ancient hieroglyphs emerged, combining into special spells.

The wind is howling, the cold air is cold, and in the quiet pantheon, it is like being in the cold winter wax moon in an instant.

There were bursts of sounds that would stop the night child from crying, ghostly chirping, the rattling of the wind through the treetops, the ubiquitous rebuke, the screams and moans of the tortured.

Everything that can destroy the beautiful soul of a child is poured into the mind, pervasive, noisy and boring.

Such a strange scene, even the sound effects in horror movies seem much gentle.

Inside the ancient temple, a dark cloud flashed from the void and rolled for a while, from which stretched out countless octopus-like tentacles, waving colorful colors, wrapped around the pantheon.

Dark green, blood red, snow white, turquoise, blue-green, under the erosion of various colors, countless terrifying scenes are manifested.

The cold-blooded and hideous cobra, swallowing snake letters, hissing; Strange skeletons and white bones, ghostly fires, swaying back and forth; Rotting and foul-smelling mummies, wrapped in linen, roaring and wailing.

Seeing this, Gu Chongyan was slightly startled, he originally thought that the Dark Book was a copy of the Dark Divine Book, and the strength was roughly the same.

But looking at this terrifying scene in front of him, I am afraid that the power of this dark book in the hands of the Egyptian gods is far greater than that in their own hands.

In particular, the Book of Darkness is strange and powerful, and it has served as a bible of the dead for so many years, absorbing the power of the Egyptian god Netherworld Hell, and the power of darkness is obviously even more inflated.

Fortunately, if this didn't get the essence of the sun, I'm afraid it really wouldn't be able to suppress the power of darkness.

Just as he was thinking, the waving dark tentacles rolled towards Gu Chongyan frantically, like countless wandering spirits struggling in hell, trying to drag the living into hell.

In this regard, Gu Chongyan sneered, the light in his eyes popped out, and the book of darkness flipped wildly, and a black mist exploded with a bang, like a miniature black hole, hanging above Gu Chongyan's head.

A terrifying suction force came, and the waving dark tentacles were continuously torn by the black hole, crushed, and devoured.

It is also a book of darkness, each other's power comes from the same source, and under the power of the black hole, the dark tentacles have no power to resist.

As it continued to devour, the Book of Darkness also exuded a more and more tyrannical aura, and mysterious lines emerged, tearing at the power of the dark tentacles even more powerfully.

Tearing at the end, the part of the tentacle that was linked to the root of the pantheon was finally pulled out of the rock crevice.

It was an ancient scripture made of gold, exuding extreme dark power, and it was only in the process of tearing with the dark book that even more ancient blood-colored runes emerged.

The advent of the Book of Darkness once and for all announced the end of the Pantheon, the huge pyramid trembling incessantly, and the ancient frescoes, rich gold decorations, and magnificent buildings fell apart in an instant.

Countless fragments of earth and stones, gold dust, and even scraps of cloth all converged into a rolling torrent, frantically pouring into the dark book.

Boom!

When the last trace of dust and smoke was also swallowed up, the dark book made of gold finally calmed down, and it fell weakly from the sky and landed in Gu Chongyan's hands.

At this time, the towering pyramid had been razed to the ground, and there was no longer a trace of the breath of the gods.

Only a few of the gods and spirits who had passed out survived under the protection of Gu Chongyan, lying scattered in the Gobi Desert, like puppets abandoned at will.

In fact, with the disappearance of the Pantheon, it is not an exaggeration to say that these mortals, who could no longer connect with the Egyptian gods, were abandoned by the gods.