Without avoiding the tragic symptoms that had begun to gradually solidify, Yima calmly closed her lapel. "If not, why would I come to Helios to seek a way to save myself?"
She paused for a moment and laughed self-deprecatingly. "Unfortunately, fate makes fools of people …"
To others, Helios was indeed precious, but as a member of the Egyptian royal family and the chief priest of the cat god Bastet, she did not lack the classics and accumulation of alchemy, nor did she need to seek knowledge from outside.
She had almost everything she could get.
Why did she have to travel so far?
This time, she had traveled thousands of miles to the outside of the present world just to seek a way to cure herself, even if there was only a slim chance of one in ten thousand.
But who would have thought that the chariot of Helios, the closest to the era of the gods in the world, would explode halfway?
After a long silence, Huai Shi sighed softly.
"Bastet really loves you, Ms. Yima."
Yima was still indifferent. "Whether it is a blessing or a curse, who knows?"
This was the hidden disease of the Egyptian genealogy, a small shadow that was rarely known.
The state of atavism.
This was a defect like a genetic disease.
Perhaps it was some kind of enlightenment, perhaps it was some kind of inspiration, or simply a coincidence. There were countless reasons that could lead to all of this.
Perhaps it was simply because … she was old.
The resonance between her and the cat god Bastet had exceeded the safe limit, causing the divine blood that she was born with to begin to purify. It began to move closer to the state of the gods in the past at a speed a hundred times, a thousand times faster.
If it had been a thousand years ago, this would have been a blessing that would have been enough to make all the people happy. It was because she had already received the favor of the cat god. Perhaps in time, she would be able to become the human incarnation of the cat god.
A living demigod.
But after the fall of the gods, this became a tragic wound and a curse …
It was because the gods had already disappeared.
Her will and her talent were not enough to control this overly inflated and tyrannical divinity. Instead, they were eroded, triggering a distortion that was almost solidified.
When the Nine Pillar Gods fell, this bloodline no longer pointed to the gods, but to the River Styx that was sealed and hidden in hell by the Egyptian genealogy, the place where they had last disappeared.
A long time ago, the Nine Pillar Gods, in order to break free from the restraints of the Mandate of Heaven, bestowed honor to mortals through their bloodline. They were the first to achieve a joint rule between gods and mortals, forming a highly integrated ruling system.
Through the compatibility of theocracy and monarchical authority, humans were turned into demigods to share most of the pressure. Thus, they were able to take a breather from their fate.
Similar methods were used by gods all over the world, but none of them were as thorough as Egypt.
This had its advantages, but at the same time, it also had unavoidable flaws.
If there was chaos in the rule of men, it would definitely interfere with the operation of the gods, and even weaken the gods.
Even the inheritance of the Pharaoh was interrupted.
Even if the Nine Pillar Gods and the Roman lineage reached an agreement and the dynasty was restored, it was still a great loss.
The atavistic state appeared at that time, and after the fall of the gods, it went completely out of control.
Back then, the Egyptian genealogy was willing to lend the Nether River to the Utopia for research, thus creating the mutated Osiris. It was precisely because they hoped that they could discover a way to restrain the attraction of the Nether River.
Unfortunately, it was still a temporary solution.
Egypt's Origin Code had long been related to death.
Of course, it was not that there were no geniuses, heroes, and heroes who could restrain or even control such a distortion, but how rare were such people?
Yima admitted that she did not have such talent.
She was already 142 years old and had long since lost the ambition she had in the past. After exhausting all conventional methods, they could no longer delay the spread of this aberration.
If she could not stop herself before the cliff, there were only two paths.
Either she could not hold on and accept the secret ritual of the spiritual temple's guardian, sacrifice herself, and offer everything to the god she sacrificed to, turning into an ignorant monster that guarded Bastet's holy land in eternal darkness, waiting for the day when Bastet returned as a god.
At that time, all the guardians of the spiritual temple would be redeemed and become Bastet's Oracles. However, the chances of this happening were so small that it was almost no different from death.
Or she could turn herself into a mummy in advance, remove her internal organs, freeze her soul, and bury everything in the terracotta under the pyramid. When the next Pharaoh was preparing the path to heaven for her, there would be a vacancy and she would be chosen. At that time, with the protection of the authoritative relics, she could naturally be successfully resurrected and return to the world, continuing to serve Egypt as the Pharaoh's assistant and subordinate. In the end, after the Pharaoh's position changed again, she would return to the Nether River with the Pharaoh.
If she had a choice, this choice would be the best. At the very least, she could extend her life for more than 80 years.
However, there were only 21 spots for the path to heaven, and there was no need to mention how fierce the competition was every time. Some people queued for hundreds of years but were not chosen. They could only be buried in the darkness and silently dissipate.
If she did not want to sit still and wait for death, she had to give it a try.
Even if it was just a sliver of hope.
She had to find a way for herself to survive.
And now, the pure divinity above Helios was a rare medicine to resist the corrosion of the Nether River.
With a glimmer of hope in front of her, how could she give up?
At this moment, Huai Shi had fully understood the determination of the old priest in front of him.
But he still could not agree to this fair deal.
"Unfortunately, Ms. Yima, divinity is also something that is indispensable to me. “
Huai Shi raised his right hand and showed her his steel-like arm, as well as the shackles set by the Continuation Institute on his wrist.
Speaking of aberrations, there was something even more dangerous than divinity aberrations locked in his casting furnace. Once the flesh and blood of the Destruction Element was released, the damage and bad consequences caused would only be more obvious than divinity aberrations!
Moreover, in addition to the replenishment of divinity, this also involved the Light Crystal that Huai Shi needed.
When it came to advancement, he could not back down no matter what.
In a short silence, Yima stared at Huai Shi's arm, and the expression in her eyes changed slightly.
She did not know whether it was anger or jealousy, but in the end, she could not help but reveal a trace of admiration.
Just as she said before that she had been looking forward to meeting him for a long time, Huai Shi was perhaps the last person in the whole of Helios that she admired, not to mention the monster Izzy, other than Garland and Publius.
The successor of the Ivory Tower, the King of Danbo in the present realm … Not to mention all of his achievements, just the fact that he could withstand the erosion of the Destruction Element and still be alive and kicking showed that he was many times better than her.
If she could have such an ability, why would she be trapped and suffer from divinity aberrations?
"It seems that I have been presumptuous."
Yima nodded and said solemnly, "Then, we can only fight."
She raised the scepter in her hand.
Go all out.
And so, a loud drum sound rose from the darkness under the obelisk.
Then, the huge silhouette shook with a bang, and dozens of sharp legs stretched out from the darkness, propping up the body and slowly walking out of the dark pyramid.
It was a huge stone tablet, engraved with the emblem of the gods, but at this moment, it was like a huge abdominal sac of a spider, with a ferocious face and legs, moving nimbly.
Holy Stele Spiders!
Through the blessings of the gods, the stone tablet engraved with the legacy of miracles came to life, creating war weapons.
Then, the three Holy Stele Spiders laid stone coffins one after another as if they were laying eggs, with countless strange scarabs crawling on them.
The mummified cursed corpses crawled out of the stone coffins, their mutated faces like wolves, and their eyes were blood-red.
Those jackal warriors held divine weapons produced on the assembly line and followed around the Holy Stele Spiders, gathering into a formation. It was like an army protecting heavy weapons, ready to attack.
In addition to more than a hundred jackal warriors, there were even four magnificent chariots wandering from both sides, with crowned skeletons holding swords and spears, burning with dark green flames.
Huai Shi sucked in a breath of cold air.
His scalp went numb.
This old lady must have moved her own pyramid here, her productivity was so scary!
In the first round, she had used all her divinity to exchange for the servant figurines, and then used them as a foundation to catalyze the army of jackal warriors, coupled with the Holy Stele Spiders, a tank-like killing machine.
This was already a large group of troops that had been formed.
If he had really counted on the incarnation of Wrath to make a comeback, the outcome would have been hard to say.
If she was given another round, she might even be able to create aerial units like the Spirit of Judgment. By then, with countless tactical combinations, fighting anyone below the Grand Master level would be like fighting a younger brother, and they could fight however they wanted.
It was like having the same capital of 100 yuan, but being able to spend 3,000 yuan to make more money.
This snowball-like operation was really amazing.
Huai Shi could not compare at all.
On the Sunmaker's throne, Huai Shi secretly wiped his cold sweat. Fortunately, he had deep connections and many connections …
The raging flames lit up again, and the huge incarnation of Wrath stepped out of the core of eternal frost. She raised her head and looked up, her burning eyes reflecting the enemy in front of her.
Yima froze, unable to hide her shock.
She hadn't expected Huai Shi to have such high attainments in the field of alchemy. The purity of her Origin Substance was already enough to suppress her own.
Fortunately, the army of the Egyptian lineage did not lack experience in hunting such a huge monster.
For thousands of years, the Pharaoh's guards had killed the giant monsters that wreaked havoc in the Nile River, so much so that the river water of the Nile River was dyed red for more than half of the time.
Every year, when the high water period came, the wind blew the aura of death.
Now, it was time to hunt!
Yima raised her scepter and gave the order, causing the war drums and horns to sound again!
The Holy Stele Spiders slowly moved forward under the protection of the jackal army.
However, the incarnation of Wrath was not in a hurry to go deep into the enemy group. Instead, she still stood in place, her iron hooves trampling the cracked ground under her feet, waiting calmly.
Waiting, waiting …
After waiting for a long time.
She turned back impatiently and looked into the darkness behind her.
Where was she?
Why wasn't she here yet!
"… I almost forgot!"
On the tower, Huai Shi slapped his head and finally reacted.
He hurriedly rummaged through his satchel for a long time, took out the remote control, and pressed the switch. Immediately, the halo crown from the paradise appeared on his head, shining with a seven-colored light.
It was like a dream.
Then, a high-pitched Crow's cry sounded from the heart of the eternal frost furnace.
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