Chapter 871 Death on the Nile

Not shying away from the tragic symptoms that she had begun to gradually solidify, Ima calmly closed her clothes, "If not, why would you come to Helios to seek rescue?"

She paused and laughed at herself: "It's a pity that fate plays tricks on people..."

To others, Helios was indeed valuable, but as a member of the Egyptian royal family and the chief priest of the cat god Bast, she did not lack the alchemy books and accumulation at all, and she did not need to seek outside knowledge.

She had almost everything she could get.

Why travel so far?

This time, I traveled thousands of miles outside the current situation just to find a way to heal myself, even if there was only a slim chance of one in ten thousand.

But who would have thought that the Helios chariot, which is closest to the age of the gods in the world, would explode halfway?

After a long silence, Huai Shi sighed softly.

"Buster loves you so much, Ms. Emma."

Emma remained indifferent, "Whether it is a blessing or a curse, who can know?"

This is the hidden disease of Egyptian genealogy, a small shadow that few people know about.

Atavistic state.

This is a defect like a genetic disease.

Maybe it was some realization, maybe some touch, or simply some coincidence. There are countless reasons that could lead to all this.

Maybe it's just... getting older.

The resonance between her and the cat god Buster exceeded the safe limit, and the divine blood she was born with began to purify, and began to move closer to the former god's posture at a hundred or a thousand times speed.

If a thousand years ago, this was a blessing that would make all the tribesmen happy, because she has already received the favor of the Cat God, maybe she could become the human incarnation of the Cat God in time.

A living demigod.

But after the gods fell, this turned into a tragic trauma and curse...

The gods of Gein are gone.

Her will and her talent were not enough to control this overly expanded and tyrannical divinity. Instead, it suffered erosion, causing an almost solidified distortion.

After the Nine Pillar Gods fell, this bloodline no longer pointed to the gods, but to the River Styx, which was heavily blocked by the Egyptian genealogy and hidden in hell, the place where they last disappeared.

A long time ago, in order to get rid of the constraints of destiny and grant honor to mortals through blood, the Nine Pillar Gods took the lead in completing the co-governance of gods and humans, forming a highly integrated governance method.

Through the compatibility of divine power and monarchy, humans were transformed into demigods, sharing most of the pressure and thus being able to take a breather from their fate.

Gods all over the world have adopted similar methods to a greater or lesser extent, but none are as thorough as Egypt.

This has inherent advantages, but it also has inevitable drawbacks.

If there is turmoil in human governance, it will inevitably interfere with the operation of the gods, and even cause the status of the gods to decline.

Even the inheritance of the Pharaohs was interrupted for a time.

Even though the Nine Pillars reached an agreement with the Roman Genealogy and the dynasty was restored, it was still severely weakened.

It was at that time that the atavistic state appeared, and after the fall of the gods, it was completely out of control.

At that time, the Egyptian genealogy was willing to lend the River Styx to the Republic of China for research, thereby creating an alienated Osiris. This was precisely the hope and ability to discover a method to restrain the attraction of the River Styx during the research.

Unfortunately, it still treats the symptoms but not the root cause.

The Egyptian scriptures have long been associated with death.

Of course, there are not geniuses, outstanding figures, and heroes who can restrain or even control such distortions, but how rare are such people?

Ima thinks she doesn't have that kind of talent.

She is already one hundred and forty-two years old, and she has long lost the ambition she had back then. After exhausting all conventional methods, it is no longer possible to delay the spread of this distortion.

If she couldn't pull back from the brink, there were only two ways to go.

Either you can't hold on, accept the secret ritual of the guardian of the temple, sacrifice yourself, dedicate everything to the gods you worship, and turn into an ignorant monster, guarding Bast's holy place in the eternal darkness, waiting for the day when Bast will die. Ste returns as a god.

At that time, all the guardians of the temple will be redeemed and become Bast's envoys. But the chance is so small that it is almost the same as death.

Or, turn yourself into a mummy in advance, take out the internal organs, freeze the soul, and bury everything into the figurines under the pyramid. Waiting for the next generation of pharaohs to have a vacancy when preparing for their ascension to heaven, select yourself. With the blessing of the authoritative relics, she will naturally be successfully resurrected and return to the world, and continue to serve Egypt as the pharaoh's assistant and subordinate. . Finally, after the Pharaoh's position changed again, he returned to the Styx with the Pharaoh.

If there is a choice, this choice is the best, and it can at least last for more than eighty years.

But there are only twenty-one places for the Road to Ascension, not to mention the fierce competition in every session. Some people have been waiting in line for hundreds of years and have not been selected. They can only be buried in the darkness and disappear silently.

If she didn't want to sit still and wait for death, she had to give it a try.

Even if it's just a contingency hope.

She must find a way out for herself.

And now the pure divinity above Helios is a rare medicine to resist the erosion of the Styx.

Just like there is a glimmer of hope ahead, how could she give up?

At this moment, Huai Shi had fully understood the determination of the old priest in front of him.

But still unable to agree to this fair deal.

"Unfortunately, Lady Irma, divinity is also indispensable to me."

Huai Shi raised his right hand and showed her his steel arm and the shackles set by the Survival Institute on his wrist.

Speaking of distortion, there is something more deadly than divine distortion locked in his casting furnace. Once the flesh and blood of the destructive element is released, the damage and bad consequences caused will only be more serious than the divine aberration!

What's more, in addition to the divine supplement, this also involves the crystallization of light that is necessary for Huai poems.

The matter involved advancement, and there was no way he would give in no matter what.

In the brief silence, Yima stared at Huai Shi's arm, her eyes changing slightly.

I don't know if it was anger or jealousy, but in the end, I couldn't help but show a trace of admiration.

Just like what she said before, "I have admired the name for a long time", regardless of the monster Izzy in the entire Helios, apart from Garland and Publius, Huai Shi may be the last person she admires. People.

The successor of the Tower of Ivory, the current King of Danbo... Even if we don't mention all of the opponent's achievements, just seeing that he can tolerate the erosion of the destructive elements and still be alive and kicking, he is far better than himself by countless times.

If I could have such ability, why would I need to be trapped and deformed?

"It seems I took the liberty."

Yima nodded and said solemnly: "Then the only thing left is to fight."

She raised her scepter.

Give it your all.

Then, a high-pitched drum beat rose from the darkness under the obelisk.

Immediately afterwards, the huge silhouette shook with a bang, and dozens of sharp legs stretched out from the darkness, propped up the body, and slowly walked out of the dark pyramid.

It was a huge stone tablet, engraved with the emblem of the gods, but at this moment, like a spider's huge abdominal pouch, it grew a ferocious face and legs, moving flexibly.

Holy Monument Spider!

Through the blessing of the gods, the stone tablets inscribed with miraculous inheritance are activated, and war weapons are created.

Immediately afterwards, the three holy monument spiders continued to lay eggs, sarcophagi after sarcophagi, with countless strange scarabs crawling around them.

A group of mummified cursed corpses climbed out of the sarcophagus, with alienated faces like wolves and blood-red eyes.

Those jackal warriors, holding magic weapons produced on the assembly line, followed around the Holy Tablet Spider and formed an array. It's like a legion protecting heavy weapons and preparing to attack the enemy.

In addition to more than a hundred jackal warriors, there were even four gorgeous chariots wandering from the two wings, with crowned skeletons holding swords and spears, burning with green fire.

Huai Shi took a breath of air when he saw it.

Scalp numbness.

This old lady may not have moved all her pyramids here, but her productivity is so scary!

In the first round, he put all his divinity on the line and replaced it with servant figurines, and then used this as a basis to catalyze the legion of Jackal Warriors, and then paired it with a tank-like killer like the Holy Monument Spider.

This is already an organized legion group.

If I really still hope that anger will turn into a comeback, the result is really hard to say.

Give her another turn, and maybe she can even create an air unit like the Judgment Spirit. At that time, there will be countless tactical coordinations. Fighting against the great master will be like fighting against the younger brother. You can fight however you want.

It's like having the same capital of one hundred yuan, but being able to make money and spend three thousand yuan has the same effect.

This snowballing operation method is really amazing.

Huai Shi is simply out of reach.

On the throne of the Sun Maker, Huai Shi secretly wiped a cold sweat: Fortunately, he has deep connections and many ways...

The blazing fire lit up again, and the huge incarnation of anger stepped out of the eternally frozen core. He raised his head and raised his eyes, and his raging and burning eyes reflected the enemy in front of him.

Yima paused, unable to conceal her shock.

She had never thought that Huai Shi had such superb attainments in alchemy, and that such a pure transformation of source material had already firmly overwhelmed her.

Fortunately, the legions of the Egyptian lineage did not lack experience in hunting such behemoths.

For thousands of years, the Pharaoh's guards unknowingly killed the giant monsters that ravaged the Nile, so that its water was dyed red with blood for more than half of the time.

When the flood season comes every year, the wind carries the smell of death.

Now, it's time to hunt!

Ima raised her scepter and gave the order, causing the war drums and horns to sound again!

The Holy Monument Spider slowly moved forward under the guard of the Jackal Legion.

But the incarnation of anger was not in a hurry to penetrate deep into the enemy group, but still stood there, trampling the cracked earth under its feet with its iron hooves, and waited patiently.

waiting……

Waited for a long time.

He turned around impatiently and looked into the darkness behind him.

Where are people?

Why haven't you come yet?

"……Almost forgot!"

On the high tower, Huai Shi slapped his head and finally came to his senses.

He hurriedly rummaged through his bag for a long time, took out the remote control and pressed the switch. Suddenly, the halo crown from Paradise appeared on his head and lit up with colorful lights.

Like a dream.

Immediately afterwards, a high-pitched cry like a crow sounded from the heart of the eternal freezing furnace.

I would like to recommend the new book "The Nurturer of the Ancient Gods" by the Holy Wisdom Wolf, a relatively alternative invincible text~