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Chapter 1560 Will of Libra
Many, many yamanlanas... What is the concept of many?
It's like a box of life-sized puppets, damaged puppets, and the feeling of suddenly falling out of the container... There are dead bones, broken limbs, rolling heads, rotting bodies, and mummies... There are also those who seem to have died not long ago.

God knows how long these have been dead?

Dead bones and the like, naturally you can't tell what they look like, but among the piles of... dead bodies, dozens of [Yamalana] heads can be seen, which is enough for people to regard everything here as The author is Yamalana.

Exactly, how many are there?
Mr. Otto was shocked when he saw this scene... Few things can surprise him too much - this metal room destroyed by the lamp god seems to be one of them.

"Your Highness...Your Highness? This..." The little maid was completely absent-minded, and felt a creepy feeling at the same time.

The Genie stopped at this moment, frowning slightly... I don't know if it was due to an illusion, but it always felt as if something passed by him just now, and it also brought a sense of familiarity. But it just couldn't remember.

It seemed that something had approached the pile of corpses.

Everyone was attracted by the exposed corpses... At this moment, the mysterious girl's expression suddenly became indifferent, she lowered her head slightly, and her hair blocked her sight—but a more dangerous feeling came from her body radiate out.

The lamp god could feel it, and his whole body tensed up immediately.

No one paid attention to Ibn as a mortal—his sense of existence was probably the weakest among the crowd—not because he couldn’t see Ibn’s existence, it could only be said that compared to the people present, Ibn was really So ordinary, so mundane, so harmless, so irrelevant that no one cares.

Because no one cared about this mortal, so Ibn's next move didn't even attract everyone's attention—their eyes were still fixed on the exposed corpses of [Yamalana].

So familiar... so familiar.

Eben thought silently in his heart that the gaze that was ignored was all too familiar.

He's just an ordinary person, a person who can't influence anything, just a guy who won't be taken seriously——Eben has been used to this kind of gaze since a long time ago.

Because of his habit, he was sensitive, as if he had superhuman intuition... Eben reached out and fished something out of the coffin.

Because no one paid attention to him, no one knew what he fished out of the coffin... or what he fished out from the corpse of the goddess in the coffin.

Maybe the mysterious girl will know... when she carefully examines the body of the goddess in the coffin.

"No wonder, you don't need me to kill the princess to tell who is real and who is fake. Now it seems that they are all real people." The lamp god sighed lightly at this time.

It's not really reckless, it's just that it's too lazy to use its brain a lot of the time—mana can help it save many things that require brains, and it gradually becomes less fond of thinking, but it doesn't mean it can't think.

Before it became the god of lamps, it was once the prince of a country and the pride of the kingdom. It is no different from Her Royal Highness Princess Yamalana in the hearts of the people of the City of the Sun.

The mysterious girl didn't speak, and didn't look up, but the dangerous aura brought to the lamp god became more and more intense.

While on guard, the lamp god said slowly: "I don't know what you call the method of creating a [container]. ? These are the [containers] that died before? How many times have you tried it?"

Definitely more than once.

Otto has always thought that this is the final, final, and last choice. Failure or failure depends on luck and fate.It now appears that this is clearly not the case.

Such a result...may have happened many times.

There are many [Yamalana] who finally came here, finally walked into the [door], and then failed, so the mysterious girl said that the [door] on the right is just a possibility.

"Count it, and you'll know, stupid." The mysterious girl suddenly raised her head and smiled.

The Genie turned his head and took a look at the corpses... Of course he didn't count them carefully, this action was a deception to make the girl relax her guard.

The moment he looked back, the Genie made another attack, but the mysterious girl seemed to have expected it... The girl escaped easily.

Relaxed, not as embarrassed as before... easy and relaxed.

"You?" The lamp god couldn't help but feel that something suddenly became wrong.

The girl smiled and said, "At any rate, she used to be the goddess of justice... the goddess who represents justice, of course she will fight against evil. It is not normal to fight and fight, and her skills will naturally improve."

The lamp god's answer is - believe in ghosts.

It sensed that the power of this mysterious girl had suddenly increased—not the increase in that terrifying aura, but the increase in power...just now.

The mysterious girl smiled slightly: "It seems that after going through so many experiments, there is finally one that can succeed."

After all, the mysterious girl looked towards the location of the two [doors]... only to see, a figure gradually emerged from the light and shadow of the door on the right.

Breathe, stop suddenly.

It was Yamanlana who entered the [door] on the right, and Her Royal Highness was thrown into the [door] on the left by Yamalana... Time passed by little by little, when Yamalana appeared in front of everyone, I don't know Why, Otto suddenly felt like the dust had settled.

But this feeling quickly disappeared, replaced by a deep suspicion - he is a very suspicious person.

Yamanlana came out from the [door] on the right, and there was even a strange dark red mark on her forehead at this time—she didn't have one before entering, and this may be the mark of becoming a [container] .

perhaps.

At least among the pair of corpses, on the faces that could be seen clearly, there was no such mark...it was a mark of feathers, the feathers of an ostrich...a pair of spread feathers, like a mark of wings.

The feather of an ostrich is generally considered to be the mark of [Maat, Goddess of Justice and Truth]. In ancient Egyptian mythology, the feather of [Maat] is a weight on a scale, used to weigh the heart of a dead person.

"Successful!" The mysterious girl made a happy voice at this time, with a bright smile, "I have been waiting for so many years!"

The Genie suddenly felt a little bad... The great danger that he had felt before entering the oasis came again.It's just that this time it needs to grant the little maid's wish, and under the coercion of the magic lamp, it can no longer say something like leave quickly.

"Your Highness! Your Highness!" Seeing Yamanlana coming out at this time, Ya Lian didn't care about so much, so she walked forward quickly... I don't know which one is true, and I don't know why there are so many of them. His Highness's corpse, but the one in front of him came out alive... It's His Highness as long as it is!

"Your Highness, you are fine! Great!" The little maid rushed to Yamanlana, and was about to reach out to hug her, "I was scared to death!"

"Be careful!" The lamp god suddenly screamed at this moment, and at the same time turned into a red whirlwind and rolled up.

Ya Lian didn't react all of a sudden, but felt a huge force suddenly pushing her away... The golden armor bestowed by the lamp god on her body seemed to be unable to resist, and her mind went blank as she flew upside down, until something He hugged her tightly behind his back.

It's the lamp god!
After landing safely, the little maid's face was faintly pale, and she asked in horror, "Your Highness? I'm Yalian...Your Highness?"

Yamanlana could obviously hear it, and looked towards the little maid... This was a look that Ya Lian had never seen from His Highness's eyes since she was a child, and it was so strange that she was afraid.

At this time, Yamanlana slowly stretched out her hand, and grabbed something towards the lamp god... The huge magic power of the lamp god was directly imprisoned in an instant, and at the same time, it was captured by a huge invisible force. Press straight down.

The lamp god couldn't help being shocked...it was divine power!With powerful divine power!In comparison, the divinity of the mysterious girl before was like the light of a firefly!
The lamp god was terrified, and vaguely felt the fear of death... Intuition told it that even it would die—die outside the lamp!

Yamanlana, who has become a [container], is already a special individual beyond its comprehension!

"Your Highness! What's wrong with you, Your Highness? Your Highness!"

At this time, the mysterious girl walked past Ya Lian, and said with a smile: "Stop shouting, now she is no longer the Princess Yamanlana you know...Her soul has been completed, perfectly accommodated [it]'s soul."

【it】!
Mr. Otto took a deep breath, he knew this [it], Xie Jiatu told him, it was the remnant soul remaining in the [Scale of Good and Evil], because it was broken, it needs to be repaired at will... [Container] can hold [It] Can't fix it!

"It... is the goddess of justice?" Mr. Otto frowned, "No, the goddess of justice is sealed in the sarcophagus... According to what you said, the goddess of justice was assassinated by her sister, the goddess of truth. I don't believe in truth The goddess will leave her soul behind. You...you are a replica of the goddess of justice, and you have inherited part of the memory of the goddess of justice...who is [it]?"

"Guess." The mysterious girl giggled at this time, her body disappeared abruptly, and when she reappeared, she had already appeared behind Mr. Otto, poking her head out from behind his head, "Hint: Does only the Lady Justice know about the Lady Justice?"

Mr. Otto subconsciously slashed back with the knife, but the mysterious girl became lighter than dust. When the black knife swiped, the flowing air pushed her away...or she floated away by herself.

Floating away, the body of the mysterious girl disappeared again... When she reappeared, she had already come to Yamanlana's side, stretched out her hand from behind, gently hugged Yamanlana, and reached out to touch her. touching her cheek.

"Only the Lady Justice knows about the Lady Justice..." Mr. Otto took a deep breath and frowned, "Are you... the Goddess of Truth? Is the corpse of the Goddess of Truth in the coffin?"

The mysterious girl shook her head, then said with a thin smile, "I got the wrong answer, as punishment... just take one of your eyes off."

Seeing the mysterious girl tickle her fingers slightly, Mr. Otto suddenly let out a muffled snort... The little maid, Alian, looked quickly, and saw that Mr. Otto covered his right eye with his hand.

His face was dripping with blood!

At the same time, on the palm of the mysterious girl's hand, there was already an extra eyeball... pinch it, without any hesitation or pause.

"It's really a guy who has seen the big wind and waves, and he can keep his face." The mysterious girl admired: "I have read the information about Xie Jiatu's interrogation of your division, and you are more suitable to be a monarch than Pharaoh... In the new world, You will be king."

But Mr. Otto just muttered to himself at this time: "Not the goddess of truth, nor the goddess of justice, who the hell..."

He seemed to be in a dead end of some kind of thinking, and he didn't care about the loss of his right eye, even the blood gushing out.

"It's the will of Libra..." A sighing voice sounded faintly.

That was the voice of Xie Jiatu—the voice of Xie Jiatu, who had been deified with a jackal head and a human body... It slowly got up, looking so weak that it seemed to fall down again at any moment.

But it was so weak, it still stood up.

"Libra?" Mr. Otto looked suddenly.

At this time, Xiejiatu just looked at Yamanlana and the mysterious girl on the steps, "The will of the scales... A long time ago, the scales belonged to the [Goddess of Justice and Truth, Maat]. At the beginning, when the Goddesses of Justice and Truth were still separate , they jointly hold... the matter of the two goddesses, Libra will naturally know."

"Libra...Libra...Libra!" Mr. Otto suddenly seemed to have figured out something, "I see! I understand...I understand what you want!"

"Huh?" The mysterious girl... the Will of Libra looked at this immortal king with great interest, as if wanting to know what he understood.

At this moment, Mr. Otto put down his hand covering the wound on his right eye... As expected, his right eye disappeared, but the wound on the right eye had stopped bleeding.

Mr. Otto's face was particularly pale at this time, "What you want is freedom...to control yourself! Yamanlana is not only a container, a [container] that perfectly accommodates the goddess' remnant soul, but also yours... tool!"

Libra's will suddenly narrowed his eyes, and said curiously: "It's not a wrong guess...how did you guess it?"

Mr. Otto glanced abruptly at the lamp god not far away, and then said indifferently: "Because a long, long time ago, I knew an idiot who wanted to obtain the power of the artifact, but was imprisoned by the artifact."

"Otto!! Who are you calling an idiot!!" The lamp god roared angrily at this moment, his hair fluttering around, and his face was ferocious again.

Ya Lian opened her mouth, and suddenly felt that Lord Deng Shen was not handsome anymore...

……

……

In the deepest part of the room full of skeletons, a corpse that had been more than half shriveled quietly leaned against the deepest wall, showing a sitting posture.

On top of the corpse, there were still many white bones.

"Only you are left..."

Boss Luo's voice.

(End of this chapter)