mechanical court

Sigh——————!

A thin snake-like golden current sprang up from the seat and flowed towards Ivan's body. During the process, he writhed desperately, even trying to bite off his tongue, trying to get rid of this torture.

But all the struggles were in vain. The priest who had been prepared for a long time successfully prevented all his suicide attempts.It was as if an active volcano erupted in the depths of his mind, and hot lava galloped past, trampling every nerve in his brain.

pain--!

Excruciating pain——!

Endless pain——!

"It's here! It's finally here!"

No one noticed that under Ivan's distorted facial features due to the severe pain, there was a hint of relief hidden. The light in the depths of his pupils seemed to penetrate time and space and shoot into the distant and unknown universe.

Messy and scarlet pictures surged...

A pentagram burning with blue-green flames...the sun casts a dry yellow light to the core of the vortex...the moon rises in the reverse spiral nebula...the line between the stars.The last scene of each messy picture - is the body entangled in the starry sky, the black giant snake with no end in sight, squatting in front of the seven-fold door, looking at him maliciously:

"Only the soul that has passed through the seven gates can bear the weight of the king of the dead."

It sounded like the death knell of doom.

Ivan wanted to roar, but remained silent uncontrollably. He felt that he was falling into an endless black abyss, and at the bottom of the abyss were door after door.

Every time a heavy door falls, it is like a cruel dismemberment.

The endless pain that tormented him originally turned into a huge force at this moment, and he continued to piece together his consciousness, one after another, each time becoming stronger.

After passing through the last door, a huge black shadow opened its arms to him:

"Do you want to accept the power of Pluto? Try to resurrect him from the dead!"

The aura of majesty and terror permeated the cosmic starry sky, oppressing Ivan so hard to breathe, he had never faced such a behemoth before, it was a huge shock for mortals facing the planet itself.

Boom--!

Amidst the deafening roar, he raised his head with difficulty, and saw thunder and blood-colored flames surging in the sky, a pitch-black specter with four arms standing in the starry sky, and three pupils blooming red like the sun. Light.In the depths of its pupils, a round of golden discs is imprinted impressively, like a circle symbol with a dot in the middle.

"I look forward to this moment."

At this moment, he finally let go of all scruples, his eyes met the huge red pupils, and he was ready to face his own death.

In the next moment, all the pictures burned and curled like paper, and the light in the whole world seemed to be burned out, and everything returned to nothingness and chaos.

Chapter 22 Rebirth in Seven Days

In the dark cabin at this time, Ivan, who was receiving electrotherapy, suddenly tilted his head and stopped breathing without warning.Even though the electric arcs ran wildly all over his body, there was no reaction at all, just mechanical twitching.

"Oops!"

The priest in charge of this task panicked suddenly, and his reaction was faster than that of the crusaders. He scrambled and rushed to the electric chair, grabbed the gem regardless of the pain of the electric shock, and forcibly pulled it out.

laugh--!

The electric chair, which lost its energy supply, quickly ran out of power, and immediately stopped working after a few streams of white gas were sprayed out from the cooling holes of the base.

"What are you still doing!?"

The priest lay on the ground holding his scalded hands, his eyes were red, and he shouted at the entourage angrily:

"Hurry up and give first aid!"

"Yes Yes!"

The two accompanying priests who are proficient in medical treatment immediately ran to the electric chair, lifted Ivan up, laid him flat on the ground, took out the gem of life from the suitcase, and quickly cast a spell to try to save him.

In response to the divine mantra, holy white light shot out from the gem of life, shining on Ivan's body, bathing it in a cloud of light spots.The surrounding air gradually crystallized, and centered on Ivan's body, it became a crystal-like solid—like clear amber, enveloping him.

The two priests who completed the spell stood up one after another, looked at their boss in frustration, and said one after the other:

"Life activity is completely stopped."

"We were just barely able to keep him physically active."

The priest almost fainted when he heard what they said, the gravity around him seemed to increase tenfold, and he was completely unable to move under the pressure.The air also became extremely thick, and even breathing became extravagant and difficult.

"Quick, go, notify the lamp bearer!"

He just slumped on the ground like this, exhausted his last strength, and said in a trembling voice.

……

Two minutes later, Ozymandis hurried over with Xia Li. Looking at Ivan who was sealed in the crystal, the high priest turned around in silence, and met the eyes of the priest who was limp on the ground.

A few seconds later, he slapped the other person's face mercilessly

"You, you actually killed him!?"

The roar of Ozymandis was like a cannonball falling into the cabin. Air waves billowed in the shocking space. Clear air ripples rippled on the surface of the floor, ceiling, four walls, and even the closed metal door.

That slap was so heavy that the priest's nose and ears were bleeding, and his vision was blurred, but he didn't even dare to snort, he just defended fearfully:

"After suffering this kind of torture for a long time, it is not an accident that what happened, we have always dealt with it according to your wishes!"

"enough!"

The high priest stepped forward, his right leg flew up, and kicked him again, causing him to faint.

While he was venting his anger, Xia Li had already stepped forward, looking at the sleeping Ivan through the crystal, her eyes were filled with mist, and she looked back at Ozymandis angrily:

"You promised me not to kill him!"

"Honey, trust me, I never intended to kill him."

The high priest stepped forward, spread his hands innocently, and explained with a sincere expression:

"I just want him to learn some lessons and become more obedient, so as not to ruin our home like last time."

"But he died."

The priest girl knelt on the floor, sobbing with sobs.

"Don't worry, honey, it's not that easy."

Osamandis bent down, stared at her tear-stained face, and tried to make his voice gentle: "He, like you, accepts the inheritance of the sacred scriptures of the underworld, and has the possibility of resurrection from the dead."

"Really?"