Chapter 69: Entrusting the Legacy to the Sad Wind
"Family, take care!"
Tutankhamun was not angry. Instead, he walked slowly towards the pure white pyramid.
"What's important is never Tutankhamun's coffin, but..."
"this."
A deathly aura began to surge around him, and this deathly aura echoed with the deathly aura in the mausoleum.
"What a partiality!" A trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, "The [Tomb Keeper] was the one who had been protecting the tomb all along, but the method to open it was given to [Deadpool]."
“??(???*)Hahahahahahaha——!!!”
"But it doesn't matter."
"Tutankhamun, you failed after all. That's why I can hear 'It's' call!"
All the dead air in the pyramid was like college students encountering an unscrupulous company that could issue internship certificates, and they were desperately squeezing towards Tutankhamun.
When all the dead energy gathered around him like rivers flowing into the sea.
"go with!"
Tutankhamun shouted loudly, and his voice resounded through heaven and earth, as if it was going to tear the space apart.
In an instant, the ball of death seemed to be given life and turned into a black torrent, sweeping towards the pure white pyramid with overwhelming force.
The pure white pyramid seemed to be calling from its mother and began to hang upside down...
When the pure white pyramid was completely turned upside down, the top of the pyramid was gradually turning into dust and slowly disappearing.
A dark sphere appeared, emitting a strange phantom light and rolling like a living thing.
The moment Tutankhamun saw the inky sphere, for some reason, his eyes were fixed on the sphere and he couldn't move his eyes away. An unprecedented desire surged in his heart.
It is an instinct more primitive than survival and reproduction! It is a species' desire to evolve and break free from the shackles of the mortal body!
"Hold it! Hold it!"
Deep in Tutankhamun's heart, an extremely strong desire forced him to obtain the inky sphere!
He subconsciously stretched out his hand, trying to grasp the irregular sphere in his palm...
"Is this the gift from the gods that Anubis, the great one in the embalming land, left behind?"
If Lin En were here, he would recognize this thing at a glance - the origin.
What is the origin?
That is the soil that breeds the laws.
For the gods, all their divine power and abilities come from it.
For humans, possessing the origin means having the possibility of becoming a god without risk, and the entire level of human life will be sublimated, no longer belonging to the category of simple "human".
The moment before I touched it, I felt an unspeakable pain.
Tutankhamun's fingers were cut off by a dagger, and the person who did it was himself.
"Now is not the time."
Feeling the pain of severed fingers, he laughed at himself.
“This kind of pain… compared to destroying the [Tomb Keeper] with my own hands, hahahaha… is totally not enough… hahahaha!”
at the same time.
Above the temple, the red-robed believers who were still praying suddenly felt violent vibrations beneath their feet, and panic spread among the crowd.
"earthquake?"
Some believers cried out in shock and fear.
Others followed suit, with panicked expressions on their faces. They began to look around, trying to find a safe place to hide from possible danger.
However, the tremors did not stop, but became stronger and stronger, and the entire temple began to shake. The believers screamed in panic, and they didn't know how to deal with such a situation.
At this moment, an elderly believer in a red robe stood up. He looked at everyone with a serious expression and said loudly:
"Don't panic! This is not an ordinary earthquake, but the wrath of the gods! We must continue to pray immediately and confess our sins to the gods!"
Hearing this, some believers knelt down and began to sincerely confess their mistakes, while others were still in fear and desperately fled towards the temple gate.
Rumble——! ! !
As the shaking intensified, the buildings inside the temple began to shake and dust filled the air.
No one noticed that several figures took advantage of the chaos and ran out.
.........
Manor No. 1.
The "Death God's Table" was originally full of people, but the next moment only empty seats were left shaking.
Inside the manor.
"Come out, big darling!"
Lin En took out a huge gold-wrapped wooden coffin inlaid with blue porcelain that was stored in the system space.
"Thank you."
Altori bowed deeply to Lin En, "Lin Sijiu, after today is over, I will tell you everything you want to know."
After saying that, Altoli controlled the bandages and slowly disappeared from Lynn's sight with the coffin.
"Brother Sijiu, see you later!"
Violet waved her hand and left with Altori.
"Ah hoo——"
"It's time to catch up on some sleep."
Lynn rubbed his eyes and felt a little sleepy.
"Indeed, Lin Sijiu, you have a lot to do tonight! Can your little body handle so many girls?"
The commemorative tone was sarcastic.
.........
The dark twilight gradually descended.
The sky and earth were sewn together.
The endless grassland changed from emerald green to azure blue and dark gray.
"Crack!"
A flame was crackling.
Altoli stared at the gradually charring corpse, and an inexplicable sadness swept over her.
minutes ago.
Facing her godslayer ancestor, she removed the coffin lid and peeled off the layers of cloth. Inside was a human-shaped wooden golden statue coffin with Tutankhamun's head carved on it. His face and hands were made of pure gold, his eyes were made of obsidian, and his eyebrows and eyelids were made of bluestone glass.
On the golden coffin, the pharaoh holds a scepter in his right hand and the whip of Hades in his left hand, with his hands crossed in front of his chest.
When the coffin lid was slowly opened, revealing the last layer, the atmosphere on the scene became extremely tense.
Every Deadpool opened his eyes wide and stared at Tutankhamun's golden mask.
No one noticed that a faint and mysterious blue light suddenly flashed and rushed towards Violet at an astonishing speed.
The blue light entered the girl's body and disappeared in an instant.
"Lady Altori, what should we... do?"
『Six』 looked towards Altori, and the other 『Deadpool』 followed suit.
"Burn it."
"The words left by our ancestors are—"
"If I don't return within a thousand years, there is no need to leave any traces behind."
Huhuhu——! ! !
There was wind blowing,
With a tragic whistle.
The fire grew stronger in the wind, like an enraged dragon, spreading in all directions with its fangs and claws bared. The flames were blazing, and the flames shot up into the sky, illuminating the entire sky red.
Gradually, the man who killed the gods,
The Pharaoh who dared to challenge the sky for his people,
Turned to ashes and drifted away with the wind.
I don't know how unexpected it is, but I left it in the sad wind.