mechanical court

Charlie immediately raised her head and looked at him expectantly.

"Of course, I won't lie to you."

The high priest reached out and touched her head with an indescribably gentle and kind expression.

How could it be such a good thing to be reborn after studying the scriptures of the underworld!

These are just nonsense temporarily made up by Ozymandis in order to appease the priest girl.He has studied so many experimental subjects, and none of them can be reborn after death.

……

After Wen Yan comforted the priest girl, Ozymandis asked his subordinates to take care of Ivan's body to prevent him from feigning death to survive.At the same time, they began to prepare for the ceremony, preparing to abandon this old body in advance and regain a new life.

Ivan's unexpected sudden death was not entirely a bad thing for him.

Although the whole plan was disrupted, and he couldn't directly obtain the immortal body overnight, it minimized the risk of the ceremony—even if it was a suspended animation, it meant that the body owner's self-awareness was blurred to the limit, and it was impossible to carry out the ritual from the spiritual level. revolt.

As long as he can regain his youth and possess the blood of the Sun King, Ozymandis is confident that he can improve the blessing of the Eucharist to a higher level.

More importantly, as long as he got the body of the Sun King, he could study the scriptures of the underworld.

The Holy Code of Hades combined with the power of the Eucharist blessing, plus the power of 200 years of penance, is enough to make Ozymandis the most terrifying monster on Hyperion.It won't be long before he can make a comeback and take back everything he once had.

……

During this process, no one knew—Ivan, who was sealed in the crystal, had been listening to their entire conversation as a non-threatening dead person.

Yes, he did appear to have died suddenly, but not unconscious.In the depths of his mind, a little bit of spiritual light is not extinguished, standing like a lighthouse in the darkness, expanding its brilliance leisurely.

In a way, more sober than usual.

Borrowing the pain accumulated during this period, his soul successfully passed through the seven gates and got a thorough sublimation.The strength has become seven times that of before, and he has also practiced the taboo magic way of the underworld.

But in order to be fully revived, a recovery process is required.

This time is seven days. As long as the physical body is not damaged, during these seven days, the spiritual power that has stepped into the underworld will be fed back to the body step by step, directly condensing the original nucleus of the flame.

Ivan had already seen the purpose of the old fox, so he was confident, not at all worried that Ozymandis would damage his body.All he is doing now is to speed up the plan of the old fox, let him start preparations with confidence, and then kill the opponent by surprise at a critical moment.

However, it is still unknown whether the seven times increased soul power can deal with the old fox.

Therefore, Ivan still needs some help. Fortunately, he has obtained an important piece of information through wiretapping——Charlie is also a trainer of the scriptures of the underworld.

As we all know, whether it is the Sun Scripture or the Hades Holy Scripture, only the blood of the Sun King can study it.

If what the high priest said is true, then Xia Li, the lamp bearer of the Temple of Nut, has a certain blood relationship with Ivan.Obviously, Ozymandis took advantage of the war and snatched it from a member of the royal family-in this case, she may be of some use value.

Chapter 23 Waking Up

For Ivan, the seven days sealed in the crystal were the longest seven days in his life.

During this process, he continued to grow stronger little by little, subtly regaining his vitality.

After accumulating enough strength and accomplishing the magic way of the underworld, his sleeping body slowly woke up, like a dry branch reborn in the spring breeze.

The perception ability became ten times and a hundred times sharper, and the whispers of the watchman entered the ears, and every trace was as clear as the lines drawn by a sculptor.The power of thought accumulates in the depths of the mind into a sun-like brilliance, which may burst forth at any time.The strength of the limbs and bones is also increasing, and it is constantly changing every moment, as if it can absorb a steady stream of power through the void and use it on its own body.

……

After seven days.

There seems to be some kind of omen in the dark, this day is a day of heavy rain, the sea is as dark as night, and the whole world can only hear the sound of rain and the terrifying sound of thunder.

A group of crusaders responsible for guarding Ivan's body sat in the cabin, and everyone seemed a little taciturn.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but they always feel that there is a pair of eyes watching them from behind through the darkness. This kind of terrifying illusion makes these people unable to calm down and do anything at all.

"It's a bit depressing..." one of the crusaders said.

"Could you not be depressed when you come across this kind of horrible weather?" The other person echoed with a sigh.

"I feel a little strange, my body is chilly, as if a cold air has been blown directly into the bone marrow..." No.3 crusader nodded, and while speaking, his face turned green faintly:

"And, the closer you get to the Sun King's corpse, the stronger this feeling becomes."

As soon as these words were uttered, everyone present was not calm. They looked at each other, and each could see the listlessness on their faces.

You must know that in the traditional concept of Menes, the Sun King is the god of the world, and the will of the god is manifested in the world with kingship. People even believe that the touch of the king can cure diseases.And now, the Sun King was murdered, and the corpse was placed beside him—would there be a curse or something! ?

"Stop thinking about it!"

Seeing that something was wrong with the situation, the captain quickly stopped the conversation, and then added a sentence to cover up:

"We are not the ones who killed His Majesty. On the contrary, we are still holding the lamp for him. If you want revenge, it will definitely not come to us—you must first find the culprit!"

"Yup!"

"Makes sense."

"Isn't that the case?"

Everyone nodded one after another, accepting the captain's statement on the surface, and gave themselves a little psychological comfort.But when he closed his eyes and felt the darkness and silence around him, the feeling of fear became clearer and clearer.

"..."

The captain actually had no idea, because he felt it more strongly than anyone else—the coolness around him seemed to have gathered into a human shape, pinching his neck with his hands, trying to strangle him to death.

"Something's wrong. I'll report to the higher-ups. You stay here and don't go anywhere!" He faintly felt that something was wrong, so he ordered his men, got up and left the cabin.

After walking out the door, the captain suddenly found that thick fog had risen from the sea surface at some point.

The whole world is hazy, shrouded in misty white mist, unable to distinguish the boundary between sky and earth, masts, guardrails and human figures.The white sails that stood on the top of the sailboat in the past can only be seen as the shadow of the outline, sometimes clear, sometimes hazy, as if it can disappear out of thin air in a blink of an eye.

"Why was there still thunder and lightning just now, and now there is a heavy fog!?"

"Because I'm here."

A solemn voice answered him, as if from another time and space far away, with a hollow echo, farther and farther away.

"..."

The captain seemed to freeze in place as if petrified, even the lines of his face were frozen, only the rolling cold sweat drilled from the pores kept running across his cheeks, dripping onto the deck and smashing into pieces.

The man didn't have the courage to look back, because he felt a heavy pressure from above, like a mountain, that seemed to crush him.It's not weight or pressure, it's... majesty!An overwhelming majesty, like an incarnated god, just one breath is enough to crush human beings!

"Who...is it?" He summoned up his courage and asked.

"You've seen me just now, haven't you?" replied the voice.