Chapter 99 I have been sentenced to death, and there is no life left after the sword is drawn! (1)

"Little Blackie, guess why I'm named... No, it should be why they gave me the name 'Tutankhamun'."

Tutankhamun looked up, with flames burning in his eyes that seemed to penetrate the hundred meters underground.

"I don't know."

"That's right! You are just an ordinary person, how can you know the forgotten past. However, from today on, I will make the name "Tutankhamun" once again remembered in the minds of those gods!"

Lao Ba: (`へ′) Who are you looking down on? I am just a tomb keeper. I am also a deadpool! You act like everyone knows it.

"Little black man." Tutankhamun had already walked into the pyramid. "Do you know how humans can become gods?"

"I still don't know."

“That’s right, ??(???*)Haha ...

"Then you will see how humans become gods!"

After saying this, a trace of determination flashed in Tutankhamun's eyes. He took a deep breath and slowly placed his hand on the surface of the pyramid.

Instantly, a powerful energy surged out from his palm, resonating with the pyramid. At the same time, a rolling death aura began to surge from his body. This aura was like a thick black fog, filling the surrounding space and making people shudder.

As time went by, the pyramid began to emit a low rumbling sound, as if responding to Tutankhamun's call. Cracks gradually appeared on the tower and spread rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Finally, the entire pyramid completely disintegrated and turned into countless fragments scattered all over the ground. However, at the moment the pyramid disappeared, a group of inky irregular spheres appeared in the original place. It was suspended in the air, emitting a mysterious light.

This inky sphere seemed to contain endless power and secrets, attracting Lao Ba's attention.

"Mine! This is mine!"

Lao Ba suddenly jumped up and ran towards the source. It was an instinct more primitive than survival and reproduction! It was a species' desire to evolve and get rid of the shackles of the mortal body!

"Snapped--!!!"

A black hand hit Lao Ba hard on the face, "Get out of the way!"

After confirming that Lao Ba had fainted, Tutankhamun stared at the Origin in front of him, his eyes revealing an indescribable emotion.

Joy? Desire?

Relief? Proof?

Neither, and both, but it is more of a calmness.

"Tutankhamun, I will do what you failed to do back then!"

Immediately, he grabbed the origin and refined it in an instant!

"Ode to—!"

“Song——!!”

“Song——!!!”

In the Temple of the Sun, no...it should be all the temples in the entire Egyptian circle, all the red-robed believers began to pray to the statues.

"Praise the gods! Praise the Pharaoh!"

"Praise the gods! Praise the Pharaoh!"

"Praise Pharaoh!"

"........."

At this time, prayers of praise were spread to all parts of Egypt through radio or electronic products.

When people heard the prayers, they all stopped what they were doing and started praying.

Just because... they knew that Ye Su had said that the existence of heretical gods and heretical believers would bring great danger, and they absolutely did not want to bear such a crime and lose their lives. Everyone was afraid of becoming a heretic, because it meant being excluded by society, being punished, or even dying. So, when they heard the prayer, the fear deep in their hearts prompted them to stop all activities and join the ranks of prayer.

Thus, the largest prayer in the history of the Egyptian world was born.

Countless golden threads began to quickly condense into a ball of bright light, which contained powerful strength and endless faith, which was the power of faith.

They flowed towards the statue like a torrent. However, just as the power of faith was about to reach the statue, something unexpected happened. A black hand of death had been waiting quietly for a long time. It was hidden in the void, as if it had been watching everything.

When the power of faith approached, the black hand suddenly stretched out and ruthlessly intercepted all the power of faith...

"More! It's not enough... more!"

In the mausoleum, the original pure black pyramid has disappeared, replaced by a huge ink-black cocoon like a hill.

Inside the giant cocoon, the origin of Anubis was transforming Tutankhamun's body, slowly evolving towards a "god". Unlike Lin En's half-baked Styx origin, as a complete origin, it contained a trace of the law of death.

"puff--"

Tutankhamun suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. He clearly sensed that something seemed to be wrong with his body. "Is this the reason why Tutankhamun failed? But... I haven't been the Pharaoh for more than ten years in vain!"

After saying this, the intercepted power of faith rushed towards him.

Why can God become God?

This is the answer given by the original author of [Kami-slayer].

Because they have the law!

In addition, there is another important factor, which is faith.

All gods in the world exist in the form of pantheons.

It is because only by becoming a mythological system can it spread faith and gain strength from human beings.

There is also the "Origin of the God System".

It can be likened to a sophisticated instrument that distributes the power of faith received from humans according to the different strengths and status of gods. Generally, the stronger the god, the more power of faith he gets.

As for why humans cannot become gods? One reason is that there are no laws, and the other reason is that they have no divine origin to provide faith.

Without faith, they must rely on their own willpower to break through...

It is obvious that Tutankhamun was not that amazing, so he needed the help of the power of faith. As a member of the Egyptian pantheon, even if Anubis was expelled and people forgot about him, the origin of the pantheon still remembered him.

For example, the "key" you threw away can still open the "door" of your house.

And now, Tutankhamun not only intercepted the power of faith that did not enter the statue, but also secretly took away the power of faith that had entered.

“I…??(???*)hahahaha…I’m going to make it…hahahahahaha!”

Tutankhamun laughed wildly. As more and more power of faith poured in, the essence of Anubis was rapidly merging towards him.

"Whoosh whoosh-!!!"

Along with a sharp and piercing whistling sound, a jet-black aurora suddenly burst out from the mausoleum, and the air... was torn into tiny cracks, making a crackling sound.