It wasn't just one or two thoughts that were reflected in his mind. Instead, it was the interweaving prayers of thousands of people. It was a huge impact on his mind. He couldn't tell who was thinking what, and even his own consciousness was drowned in it. These were all kinds of thoughts that were directly imprinted in his mind, just like Amon's own thoughts. He was also aroused by all kinds of desires, and his mind was in turmoil. He had to stay awake and be aware of his own existence so that he wouldn't get lost in them.
This "road" was not easy to walk. Amon had to keep his self-awareness clear at all times. He had to deal with the desires that were aroused by his will. For example, Amon's heart also surged with a desire for his loved ones to be at peace after death, or even to be resurrected from the dead.
He didn't know how long he walked, but he seemed to pass through another invisible door. Neti turned around and said, "Goddess, please leave your necklace." This was the third door of the Underworld. Mourin's Lapis Lazuli's necklace disappeared into thin air.
After entering the third door, the desires that were reflected in Amon's mind underwent a subtle change. They were no longer the self-prayer of the crowd, but more demands and desires for others and the outside world.
For example, a son prayed to the Goddess of the Underworld, hoping that his rich father would die soon so that he could inherit the family fortune. A woman prayed to her rival in love to enter the Underworld as soon as possible so that the man she loved would fall in love with her and marry her. Some people prayed to the Underworld that their family and friends could live a long and healthy life. Some doctors prayed to the Underworld that their patients could recover safely.
Amon's consciousness was wrapped in these complicated desires. He could only protect his mind from being swallowed by them. All kinds of desires just flashed by. He couldn't distinguish them in detail, and he didn't dare to ask them one by one. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. Could the gods hear these things? They should be able to hear them. But would the Queen of the Underworld, Kella, care about these things? Amon understood one thing. At least the gods wouldn't deliberately pay attention to these things, because they had heard too much all the time.
After passing through the fourth door of the Underworld, Neti turned around and said, "Goddess, please leave your earring." Mourin's sparkling earring also disappeared.
After entering the fourth door, what entered Amon's mind was no longer pleading and praying, but all kinds of curses, resentment, and abuse. This feeling was very uncomfortable. Many people's resentment and curses directly rushed into the mind, forming a kind of power that could almost destroy the self-consciousness in the soul.
Could the gods also be cursed? This was very normal. For example, when people lost their loved ones, they would curse the Netherworld King for her cruelty and think that everything was her doing. There were also people who questioned the Netherworld King. Why were there so many people who should have died but didn't? Why were there so many people who shouldn't have died? Speaking of which, it was interesting. The desires behind the fourth door were not as numerous and complicated as those behind the first two doors. Perhaps it was because most people were afraid of death and cherished their lives. After all, there were not many people who believed in the Netherworld King and dared to curse him.
After passing through the fifth door, Amon suddenly fell into a trance. If he wasn't walking in this world that was like a void, he would have fallen to the ground. The world behind this door was completely different. He saw and heard many things. They were the experiences of the people who prayed and cursed.
Their prayers and their own actions, what they wanted others to do and what they had done, all the thoughts they had before dying, all the memories, regrets, resentment, despair, and peace. This was not something he could see with his eyes, hear with his ears, or even sense with Detection Magic. It was the world that appeared in his mind, and he could see everything clearly.
In theory, this was a great opportunity for Amon to experience the world. He didn't need to travel to the continent to see all kinds of things in the world. But in fact, he couldn't and didn't dare to. Even in the deepest level of meditation, he didn't have the ability to distinguish such a huge amount of information in an instant. The only thing Amon could do was to calm down and let the scenes of the world flow through his mind. He didn't have to think about it or pay attention to it.
At this time, Neti turned around and said, "Goddess, please leave your bracelets." The golden bracelets on Mourin's wrists also disappeared.
After entering the fifth door, Amon felt like he could see everything, but at the same time, he couldn't see anything. It was the most painful torture in the world. After walking for a long time, he suddenly felt relaxed, as if he had come back to life. Then he heard Neti's voice again, "Goddess, please leave your brooch."
The brooch on Mourin's dress was also taken away by an invisible hand and disappeared into the void. So they had passed through the sixth door without realizing it.
After entering the sixth door, the feeling was almost the same as the first door. It was a boundless void, and nothing existed except for a clear soul. It was as if even one's body had disappeared. For some reason, Amon felt that there was something different here compared to the first door, but he couldn't clearly sense the subtle changes. It was beyond the limit of his soul.
As he walked forward, he seemed to have the concept of time and space again. There was always a force stopping him. There was nothing in the void that could stop tangible things, but he had to restrain his spirit to keep up with Neti's pace. Mourin's radiant figure was his guide.
He used Detection Magic to sense the void. It was no longer endless and unfathomable. Instead, there was an oppressive force that made him feel like he existed alone in this world. Amon remembered that this was the Underworld, the place where the souls of the dead came from. Since ancient times, people had asked themselves this question. If a person died, did he leave the world he lived in, or did the world he lived in disappear?
When this question arose in his mind, a boundless gloominess filled him. A force surrounded and attacked his soul, as if his spirit was being controlled by something. This power was awe-inspiring. Amon had to stay awake again. He didn't know where to focus his mind.
At this moment, Neti stopped and said, "Goddess, the last door of the Underworld is in front of us. Kella is waiting for you there. Please leave your robe here."
Things changed when they passed through the seventh door. Before, Mourin was asked to leave her belongings behind after the door was opened, but this time, she was asked to leave her belongings ahead of time. Mourin had nothing on her except a golden dress.
With Neti's voice, the goddess's dress disappeared, leaving her naked like a newborn baby. Amon stood behind her. The goddess's beautiful body was the only one in the boundless gloom, and it was also a very beautiful silhouette. When Amon didn't know where to focus his mind, he saw such an alluring female body. He simply focused his attention on it. Beautiful, so beautiful that it was like the fantasy of every man in the world. Amon was also a man.
After passing through the six doors of the Underworld, Amon, who hadn't been distracted all this time, finally got distracted. He asked himself, Is this my dream? Is this my dream as a man? Suddenly, a thought popped up in his mind: "Can I see this Icho?"
As soon as he thought of this, the naked Mourin in front of him seemed to have turned into Eco. Maria. When Amon met Eco, she was still a weak young girl. He had never seen her body, but he felt it when he held her in his arms. Was it like this?
Probably not. Mourin was beautiful, but not the kind of beauty that Amon wanted the most. Or rather, not the kind of beauty that he dreamed of. If Mourin knew what Amon would think when he saw her naked body, she would be very angry. But as the goddess said, she could feel all kinds of emotions and feelings in Amon's heart, but she couldn't completely understand what he was thinking.
As Amon stared at Mourin's beautiful body, an uncontrollable desire surged in his heart. Suddenly, he heard Mourin's voice, "Bad boy, you're lucky. But now is not the time to think about it. Don't talk to my sister. She won't ask you anything. "
Then the goddess scolded, "Neti, if you dare to look back, I'll seal your eyes forever."
It's not fair, it's not fair. Amon saw everything, but Neti can't even look back. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. It was as if he had traveled from the world of nothingness to the real world. Only then did Amon realize that he hadn't gone anywhere else. He was walking in the huge cave. In front of him was a hall formed by a rock cave, but it was splendidly decorated with all kinds of precious treasures.
At the top of the cave, many God's Stones emitted a soft light, like a starry sky. There was a luxurious chair on the platform in front of him, and a woman was leaning on it. She held a staff and wore a golden crown on her head. She looked at Mourin, who had just passed through the door and appeared in the cave with a faint smile. Her face was vaguely similar to Mourin, and her long brown hair draped over the armrests and reached the ground.
Amon had seen this "person" before. In the shrine in Arcade, he had seen a relief on the wall, and Mourin was among them. Only then did he realize why this woman looked so familiar. The woman in front of him was also among the reliefs of the gods. Her facial features and figure were almost perfect, but the bridge of her nose was a little high, and the tip of her nose was a little sharp. There was a profound and awe-inspiring aura in her eyes. She should be the legendary Queen of the Underworld, Kella.
"My sister, I'm glad to see you like this. Why did you come to my realm?" Kella did not get up from the chair, but her eyes were looking straight at Mourin's naked body. Her expression was clearly mocking and humiliating. Under the light of the parangons all over the cave, Mourin's alluring body was clearly visible. Her plump breasts, slender and strong waist, and the shallow pubic hair tucked between her legs under her lower abdomen were all clearly visible.
Mourin stood so shamefully in front of another goddess. It was such an embarrassing scene, but she straightened her chest and said with a straight face, "My sister, the Queen of the Underworld, I have brought a child with me. He is a survivor of the town of Duc. I have brought him to see his family for the last time. They are the people who are protected in my realm, so I can make such a request. "
Kella said in a mocking tone, "Child? I don't think he is a child, is he? Well, he is indeed a child … Mourin, you can indeed make such a request. " She did not know what the Queen of the Underworld meant. Although she was talking about Amon, her eyes never looked at her, as if she did not care about the existence of a mortal like Amon.
Kella gently waved her hand, and Amon suddenly left the hall where the two gods were. He did not know what kind of world he had come to. It was a bit like the situation behind the first door of the Underworld, surrounded by boundless void, as if the world did not exist, or he did not exist.
Amon used detection magic to check the surroundings and found that there was a dark shadow in the void, and then it condensed into the appearance of many people. Amon recognized his father at a glance and hurriedly rushed to him, opening his arms and trying to hug him.
However, Amon hugged empty air. His father's soul was in front of him, but it seemed to be very far away and not something he could touch. He hurriedly shouted, "Father, it's me, Amon, your son has come to the Underworld to see you." But his father did not respond, as if he could not hear Amon's voice.
In a hurry, Amon used message magic to turn what he wanted to say into a message directly into his father's soul. The soul that did not respond suddenly seemed to be awakened. His father lowered his head and looked at Amon with tears in his eyes, "My son, is it really you who is back? Where is this, and what happened to me? "
Did his father not know that he was dead? Or perhaps his soul had always been imprisoned in some strange state? Amon cried, "Father, this is the Underworld, I have come to find you who have passed away …" His face was already full of tears, and he had thousands of words to say, but he did not know how to say them.
His father seemed to be greatly shocked when he heard this. He raised his eyes and looked forward, murmuring to himself, "Yes, I am dead … The flood, the flood from the Syah Plateau … Son, my son, I just want to tell you one last thing, don't live like me …"
Amon hugged his father's legs and replied with tears in his eyes, "Father, I have finally seen you and heard your voice …"
His father lowered his head and looked at Amon with a gratified smile. Amon looked up at his father and found that his father's face gradually changed into the youngest and most handsome appearance of his life, and then disappeared in Amon's arms. Tears dripped down and passed through Amon's body, but he did not know where they fell.
Amon wanted to cry out loud. This was really the last time he would see his father, and he would never see him again. But at the same time, he had a feeling that his father's soul should be free, leaving this world of the Underworld and no longer being manipulated and controlled by some power.
Amon knelt in the void and cried, knowing that he would never see his father again. Did he leave behind even more regrets after completing this last wish of his? His heart became empty, and he did not want to think about anything anymore. At this moment, a man walked out of the heavy shadows and came to Amon and said, "It's you, Amon? You are not dead, but you can enter the Underworld … "
Amon was taken aback. His father's soul had not sensed anything just now, and he had to use message magic to wake him up. But this man's soul could walk directly to him and speak. He looked up and saw that it was Mayor Dusti.
Mayor Dusti seemed to see Amon's surprise and explained to him, "I don't know why I can see you, but I suddenly heard your voice just now, as if I was awakened from a deep sleep and realized what had happened. I used to be a mage, a priest of Duc, and I know how to guard my mind. "
Amon stood up and said, "Mayor, don't you know that you are dead?"
Dusti showed a sad expression, "When that moment came, many desires blinded my mind, like shackles that entangled my soul. Thank you for coming here and awakening my soul. Child, I have two things that I must tell you in order to be free. "
"Lord Mayor, if you have something to say, just say it."
Dusti said, "My son Moses is studying in the academy of the city, and his servants are also residents of Duc. When the disaster came, I happened to send a group of people to the city to pay tribute, and at the same time, to bring something to Moses. They should have survived together. I don't know how the child is now. If you can get out of here, please find him and help him. All the Title Deed of Duc is in the hands of Moses. I hope you can guide them to rebuild their home. If Duc is no longer suitable for living, then find another land, at least its descendants are still here. "
His wish was actually the same as Mourin's. Amon finally understood who the other survivors of Duc were. Amon came to the Underworld to find his father, how could he refuse another father's love for his son? He nodded and said, "Mayor, please rest assured, I promised the gods to do this, and of course I will promise you. I will find Moses and guide him back to his hometown to rebuild his home. After the flood, that place will become a fertile land. "
Dusti showed a gratified smile and nodded, "The second thing I want to say is related to this place. It was you who awakened my soul. When I woke up, I realized that the Underworld I was in was actually a space that imprisoned souls. The master of the Underworld was using a kind of magic to manipulate the souls of the dead. Although I don't know what her purpose is, I know that this is not the true home of the soul after death. … At this moment, I seemed to see my whole life and understand the doubts of this life. Thank you. "
After saying this, Dusti's soul slowly disappeared in front of Amon, but Amon stood there without moving. He had a strange feeling that he had traveled through Dusti's life, but this moment was so long that it could even subvert people's understanding of the concept of time. When he came back to his senses, Dusti had already disappeared. Amon felt like he had just had a dream. He had witnessed all this, but he also felt like he could not remember anything.
Looking ahead, there were many familiar figures, including Shog, who had framed him, and Maqi, who had died long before the flood. Amon suddenly realized that he seemed to have gained an ability that allowed him to feel the emotions of these people, as well as their emotions. Wasn't this the ability that Mourrin said only the gods had? Amon felt that this ability was not gained, but awakened from forgetfulness. Was it because he was facing a soul instead of a real living person?
Amon ignored Shog and Maqi who were nearby and walked past them to another person. It was his neighbor's aunt, the woman who often sewed clothes for him. He used a divine message to wake her up …
Souls could not lie. There was no disguise. They were completely exposed. As more and more people talked to him, more and more souls disappeared from the Underworld. Not long after, Amon suddenly heard an angry voice shouting, "Mourrin, I'm afraid the person you brought here is not just to see his family. He has let too many souls escape from my Underworld. I cannot tolerate this kind of behavior. This person must stay and receive punishment."
When he heard this voice, all the souls around him disappeared. Amon fell into the boundless world of nothingness again. Then he heard Mourrin's voice again, "Queen of the Underworld, the magic of the dead has its own rules. Amon did not mean it."
Kella: "But he let so many undead go, I can take him as my slave to make up for it. This is my realm."
Mourrin also shouted sullenly, "He is a lost sheep in my flock. I must bring him back!"
Kella replied with a sneer, "You brought him here, of course, you can take him away. My sister, as a god, you should know the rules here. You can exchange another person for Amon. But for you, I have an additional condition. The person who will exchange him must be a man, and it must be a man you have loved … Neti, see the guest out. "
After this, Amon did not hear Mourrin's voice again. The Underworld was filled with the chanting of Kella. This song was very familiar to Amon. It was the song that Gilgamesh sang when he met Yoon Nam-na.
"Which person have you loved never changed your heart? Once a young lover, how many times did he cry for you every year? The shepherd you loved, piled the most delicious snacks in front of you, slaughtered the most beautiful lambs to feed you, but in the end, he was whipped and turned into a wolf. The bird you loved, had its wings broken; the lion you raised, wandered with wounds … "
Kella's song gradually dissipated, like the souls dissipating in the Underworld, and everything fell into endless silence. Amon realized that he had encountered the worst situation he had expected. He was trapped in the Underworld and could not get out.
Kella made a condition to Mourrin, asking her to exchange a man she loved for Amon. Amon knew that he was not the only surviving descendant of Duc. If Mourrin wanted to rebuild the realm, she did not have to look for him. It did not seem worth it and it was unnecessary to do so.
Before entering the Underworld, Mourrin told Amon about this possibility and said that he could wait for her to rescue him, or find a way to escape by himself. It seemed that this time Amon had to find a way to escape by himself. But how could a fifth-level sorcerer like him escape from this seemingly endless Underworld?
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