Deep in the desert, the last place of the Guardians.

At the top of the huge pyramid, the stone suddenly bloomed with golden light, and the entire pyramid seemed to have a gorgeous gold edge, and the soft light gradually became stronger, radiant, and piercing the eyes, rendering the surrounding desert into a sea of gold.

The Guardians, bathed in the light, wept with joy and fell to their knees with tears streaming down their faces, praying and singing together to the sacred tune that sounded in their hearts.

In the chorus of everyone, there was a golden flame rising from the pyramid, and out of it came a golden figure.

They were all warriors who had recently died fighting the army of death, but at this time, they were wearing golden armor, eagle-shaped helmets, and a pair of eagle wings forged in gold on their backs.

When they appeared, they took one or three feathers from their backs and gave them to their relatives and friends.

And the person who got the golden eagle feather also had an extra golden mark on his body.

"Sun God! Great Lord of the Sun! You rise from the east! ……”

"Great Rah, you have delivered us in darkness and have sent miracles in the face of death......

"Pull God's favor...... Folks, we've been blessed with Ra! Now let's prove our worth and use our swords and guns to defeat the darkness and death brought by Anubis once and for all! ”

Fanatical faith stimulates the golden imprint, the old fade in the light, the wounded fade away, the young are reborn, and the weak are full of spirit. One by one, the Guardians burst into tears, eager to go into battle and prove their worth to the Sun God.

"Hahahaha! Pull, you also have today! ”

On the other hand, Anubis, who regained his sense of the world with the help of Immorton, laughed wildly.

As an ancient god of decline that had been suppressed for thousands of years, Anubis knew all too well the problems that the surviving old gods had to face.

On the one hand, there is the scarcity of believers in the world, the weakness of the power brought about by the lack of will, and on the other hand, the rejection of the growing humanitarian order. In other words, once an ancient god without a believer loses its foundation, it will soon face the threat of death, coupled with humane rejection, and it will have to face far greater resistance to interfering with reality than a god with believers.

In such a vicious circle, there is no way to save yourself.

After all, the environment in which most of the ancient gods were born was destined to have the teachings derived from them, which seriously deviated from today's humanistic concepts.

Coupled with the modification of mythology by later generations, it is easy to cause deviations in beliefs.

Like Anubis in the past, because of the deviation of faith, it was not only rigidly divided into two gods.

For thousands of years, there has never been a saint-level figure among believers who can fit their own ideas with the gods and use their souls to guide divine power to interfere with the human world almost 100%.

Otherwise, he wouldn't need to be so precious Immorton and the Scorpion King.

Isn't it because the former himself is his own priest, and after being tortured by "insect devouring" capital punishment for thousands of years, whether it is a corpse or a soul, it can play a good anchoring role?

The latter, on the other hand, is a contract with himself, which is the natural channel through which Anubis influences the world.

Over the years, it is precisely these two coordinates that the sun god Ra has not been able to completely break the foundation of Anubis.

And what Ra is doing now, to put it bluntly, is to stimulate his followers to put their lives into a burning state. In this state, the spirit and spirit will be released explosively, which is enough for ordinary people to burst out of the martial arts master's qi and blood power in a short period of time, and combined with the power of the sun god, it can produce a strong evil destroying effect.

The price is that the body is severely damaged, and there is not one in ten who survives afterwards.

Moreover, the one who survives will inevitably become a waste.

How could Anubis be unhappy as his opponent?

"My choice doesn't need to be questioned by you, a subordinate who has been imprisoned for thousands of years!" The voice of Ra came from the void.

Then a round of divine sun emerged from the void and slowly descended, and thousands of brilliant rays of light that were enough to melt gold and iron fell from the sky, directly incinerating the army of the undead created by Immorton.

"Then let me see how much you have grown over the past thousands of years!" The gate of the netherworld was opened, and the deep and dark death qi and countless fragments of the dark soul surged up from below, forming a terrifying vortex of terrifying energy, and finally Anubis came out of it.

Shirtless, the burly Anubis wears dark gold jewelry carved with terrifying patterns on his hands and neck, and the pitch-black light exudes a terrifying atmosphere, with a strong sense of death. Let Anubis's whole face be filled with gloom and fear, so that everyone who sees him has a feeling of facing death.

"You have abandoned your original roots, choosing to cater entirely to death and fear, forming a twisted darkness? What ignorance! The voice of the sun god came from it.

He could already see that Anubis had begun to relinquish all the authority he had possessed.

With the help of Immorton's frenzy of fear, with death and fear as the core, he absorbed some of the distorted dark forces of Egypt's netherworld and recast the foundation of his faith.

"Ignorance? Proper renunciation is the most correct choice, is it possible to be like you, to put all the authority under control, so that the guardian clan who has believed for thousands of years cannot give birth to a saint? Anubis said, drawing a huge iron rod from the underworld and striking it at the sun.

"All light and flame are for me! Nothing dark nor filthy can come near me! ”

In a word, the boundless brilliance turned into a flame barrier, easily resisting the falling iron staff.

"All darkness and filth cannot come near you? Then you might as well take a look at this! Anubis opened his fanged mouth, and a cold and dark wind, accompanied by the piercing howl of thousands of wolves and the weeping of thousands of people, blew away towards the sun god.

This terrifying yin wind originating from the depths of the netherworld, mixed with the deepest darkness, is the remnant of the once day after going to the underworld to clean up the darkness.

For thousands of years when Anubis was sealed, he collected them in his spare time in order to deal with Ra, the sun god.

The Yin Wind, as Anubis calculated, has a very strong resistance to the divine power and brilliance of the sun, and it is easy to dye a haze on the brilliance of Ra, making it dim!

However, there were also some dark winds that blew through the rest of the place, shattering the monks hidden around and the undead legions fighting below.

Watching a vampire marquis and a powerful witch, because they couldn't dodge, they were blown by the yin wind and disappeared directly, and they died without a corpse. Gellert, who followed the god operator, gasped and sighed, "This is the war of the gods? The aftermath alone can kill us! ”

"War? It's not at all, and even these two haven't done their best! If the two of them really do it, it will be really upside down! ”

The god operator looked at the battle above, stretched out his hand and slid through the void, sketching out hieroglyphs, summoning stone slabs one by one, and blending into the desert.

The slate continued to absorb the routing divine power, preventing the aftermath of the battle between the two gods from having too drastic effects on the surrounding environment.

Gellert, on the other hand, looked at the battle above in amazement, and whispered, "It's still not a good ......."

A clever man, Gellert quickly understood why the god operator said this, as the only three gods in Egypt now, the god of the game he believes in has not yet ended, and the above two gods are worried about being taken advantage of, so it is naturally impossible to go all out.

'But, God of Games, what the hell is going on now?' Such an important battle did not come! ’

Gellert couldn't help but wonder where Yuan Qingwei went.