"What do you think?" said Isis, who suddenly stopped laughing, tilted his head, as if glancing at Sether with his burnt pupils.

"I don't really know what you are. He said.

"yes. Look here, look at me before your eyes, I've been imprisoned here for almost five thousand years," Isis raised an arm and pointed around with his scaly fingers, "If I hadn't seen you, I would have forgotten the days I was born." ”

Sether followed her terrible fingers and looked around, only to find that she was no longer in the closed hall filled with half-human, half-beast bodies, but in a large room hewn out of stone, with no windows or doors around it, but a faint yellow light illuminated them both.

Sether looked up and found that above the large room seemed to be an extremely high pillar of the same size, and the natural light from the outside shone in through the hollow pillar from above down, and there seemed to be a bronze mirror on the inner wall of the pillar with different positions and different heights, so that the natural light had been refracted and enhanced so much that it appeared bright when it fell into the stone room.

He and Isis sat like two ordinary servants on two rough and backless stone piers, the ground beneath their feet was pitted with putrid water, and the thick and shallow mud was piled up beside these countless small puddles, like the banks of a river that had just receded. Sether felt that the stone pier on which he was sitting was also covered with stale water, for he felt a sticky and unpleasant chill in his thighs.

He immediately bounced up, took a few steps forward, and found that behind them was an open sarcophagus, which had been hewn out of the wall upright, and the thick iron chains that had been imprisoned outside had all been broken, and the heads of the chains were sunk in the mud, like black snakes that had just come out of the earth.

It turned out that this was the prison of Isis that Sether had seen in his vision in the palace of Syria.

The difference was that the previously locked sarcophagus had been opened, and Isis was sitting beside him at the moment.

Although Isis is blind, her hearing is extremely acute, and her excellent sensory abilities cultivated over 5,000 years make her more alert than ordinary people, if she can't see. Her face moved with Sether's footsteps, and he felt like she could even feel the number of times he blinked.

"I have seen you in a vision, that you are imprisoned in this sarcophagus," said Sether, "but how did you come out of it, and break the chain, and appear at the door of the pit to meet me?"

"This sarcophagus and chain were made by Mujizai himself five thousand years ago, and no one can break it, not even the angels. Isis replied, "He knows my power, and he himself imprisoned me in this sarcophagus." Because there is no other person in the world who can do this except him. ”

"I don't understand. ”

"Of course you don't understand, this is a test for you, you should have died and go to hell, but you passed it, even I didn't understand that. Isis let out a hoarse laugh, and the horrible snort that came from Lolo's beautiful and lovely face was really creepy, "Mukiza released me from the sarcophagus a thousand years ago, and I can come and go everywhere in the tunnel, including the entrance to the tunnel. Other than that, I can't go anywhere. ”

"So," it dawned on Sether, "that Mukizai had shown me a vision from a thousand years ago, that I might begin this trial—or rather go to hell—in utter ignorance. He actually laughed at the end, and he didn't think Mu Jixi was hateful in his heart.

"Who the hell are you," Isis's voice was so low that it dug into the dirt as if it had come from a grave. "You were able to pass my bureau. I've seen your face so beautiful that it's not like a man, and it's not like a human face, aren't you really an oracle?"

"Why do you knowingly ask, I believe that you are the most powerful human in all of Velogosa except Mukiza. Isis sneered at Seth's words, and the latter caught a glimmer of light from her performance, "Your primordial identity is a woman, Isis? ”

"What if I used to be a woman? I'll never be able to be human again. I was born into my mother's womb as a woman, went to the Garden of Eden as an angel, was punished as a fallen angel, and was cast into darkness as a demon—and now I speak to you as a man and a ghost, and tell you all this," replied Isis, whose voice revealed for the first time the weakness peculiar to a woman, "The King of Eternity sent Mukizzi to keep an eye on me at all times, but he did not let me go to hell. I know that He has always been strict and just, never favoritism, never breaking His own laws. If He had been merciful, He would have killed me 5,000 years ago......"

"Do you want to enter the lake of fire that burns with brimstone, do you want to be devoured forever by the immortal worm?" Sether's voice was filled with irrepressible surprise.

"Look at my situation. Didn't Mukiza only tell you that I was the ancestor of the Sacred Cow Clan?" Isis roared like a waking dragon, and Sether felt every stone in the room tremble, "Didn't you see those half-human, half-beast monsters, too!"

Sether was completely stunned by her last words, his mind continuing to spin at high speed, trying to put together the pieces that had been left behind or overlooked......

"I've heard," he whispered in a gentle voice, as if fearing that what he was about to blurt out would bring back memories of her past and make her angry, "a group of watchers came to earth, disobeyed the orders of the Eternal King, and turned into men, chose beautiful human women as wives, and gave birth to abominable half-blood giants......"

Sether froze suddenly, feeling very sorry, and he kept reminding himself not to say sensitive words in front of this terrible and poor "woman". When did he become so cautious?

It was this Isis who aroused the most fearful fears in his heart, and at the same time aroused Sether's deepest pity. Isn't she a living example of how humanity cannot overcome sin by its own strength, but ends up being captured by sin and giving birth to an abominable son of evil, who will desecrate not only the earth but also his own body, turning his otherwise clean flesh into a disgusting demonic cave.

"Don't feel guilty," Isis said to read Sesser's mind with his ears, "and that's what I call them." The world is full of myths and legends about me, from the queen to the banshee, from the queen to the mother earth. But the truth is that I was born very humblely, and I was only the sixth child of a poor shepherd, until I—"

"—until you are in love with a watchman. ”

"You've guessed right, but it's not love at all," replied Isis, "and these fallen oracles are just giving vent to the animalistic desires of human women, but I didn't understand it at the time." ”