Chapter 217

Imorton is doubting life.

To be exact, he was beaten to doubt life.

"Am I... Not the chosen one?"

The bald head rubbed back and forth on the ground, and the eyes of the high priest of death were very dull.

Talking less when you can do it is the most important lesson Klein learned from the streets of Berlin in his last life.

He reasoned well so that the other party could hand over the black Scripture of the dead?

Dream!

"Is it still time to hold your thighs now?"

Hiding in a corner has the advantage of hiding in a corner.

At least, it's less impressive.

Bangui nervously pinched a pile of amulets around his neck and began to consider the way back in his heart.

He thought that imorton was invincible. Unexpectedly, a stronger one came in the twinkling of an eye. The bright future was cast a shadow of misfortune.

It's hard to be a thigh pendant these days.

"Disobedience."

The big hand knocked on the top of imorton's head, and Klein opened his mouth expressionless.

Imorton didn't answer, but tried to resist by mobilizing his mana.

"Disobedience."

Another heavy blow knocked imorton seven meat and eight vegetables, and Klein seemed more and more impatient.

"Hum!"

The head can be broken and the blood can flow.

When he was bitten to death by the scarab, he didn't give in, let alone now.

"Roar, have personality ~"

Emerton was a cruel man, and Klein was not surprised.

Don't you have the courage to steal the Pharaoh's woman?

The villain's heart is much stronger than imagined.

"Since you don't agree with me, I'll find someone who can cure you."

Holding the black Scripture of the dead, Klein was confident.

The gatekeeper of the underworld must listen to the boss.

For the time being, he cursed imorton. Klein waved his hand to release the young men and women captured from the town, and also very considerately eliminated the unpleasant memory of this period of time.

As for Bangui

He let the other party run out quietly when he didn't see it - such a small person doesn't deserve special attention.

When only imorton and the mummies were left in the whole tomb, Klein opened the black book of the dead.

Ancient Egyptian characters could not help him. He soon learned the magic of summoning the nether God.

The black Scripture of the dead is a holy thing left by Osiris on earth. The level is one level higher than the three holy instruments of death. At least as far as the resurrection of people is concerned, the resurrection stone seems quite non-uniform.

However, the resurrection of the black Scripture of the dead is also similar to the resurrection stone, with side effects.

The dark Bible resurrects people in the form of the dead. After resurrection, it is the dead rather than the living. At the same time, its own attribute after resurrection is the dark system.

In contrast, the sun golden Sutra is completely resurrected as a normal person (provided that the physical body is intact).

Far away

After setting up the channeling array, Klein recited the complete summoning spell according to the black book of the dead.

Everton blew his head when he heard it.

The foreign mage is not a fool.

Can mortals call the true God?

Let alone the true God, even the projection of God

Just thinking, the fire in the tomb suddenly went out, and the expression on imorton's face became very ugly.

At the same time, the mummies placed on the altar swelled rapidly, rose to a certain extent, and even began to grow tender green buds and black purple nameless flowers.

"Did you succeed?"

The strength of the foreign mage is obviously still in his imagination. Even if he holds the black Scripture of the dead, he has never thought of calling the dark god - which is the same reason that the security guard in the guard room will not easily go to see the chairman.

No, this is not the time for problems like these.

Allah Osiris is coming!

"Hiss ~"

Trapped in the same place by Klein's magic, imorton didn't want to struggle at this time. He lay on the ground as humbly as he wanted to be, and his body trembled.

Pluto.

Right in front of yourself!

"Greetings, Lord Osiris."

From the center of the Dharma array, there was a fuzzy shadow. I couldn't see my face at all.

Klein was sure and took the initiative to greet him.

then......

He blew up.

A literal explosion.

From the inside out, like a punctured balloon.

"Oh."

Vaguely aware of what had happened, imorton was not surprised.

Can mortals look directly at the true God?

For blasphemers

Death is not even liberation.

"Greetings, Lord Osiris."

Unexpectedly, a voice as like as two peas appeared just now in the tomb.

The new Klein appeared out of thin air with a shallow smile on his face.

"Bang."

The shadow glanced at Klein and Klein blew up again.

"Greetings, Lord Osiris."

Almost in the blink of an eye, Klein appeared for the third time, as if nothing had happened. It was time to say hello and look straight.

This time, he didn't explode.

The shadow in the Dharma array showed a very simple face and looked at the arrogant mortals who summoned themselves with curious eyes.

Um

Blonde hair and blue eyes.

A foreign mage.

"Who are you?"

Osiris had a slight interest in Klein.

As for emodon, who was crawling there with a dead dog, he didn't even look.

"Green clay."

The devil cheated, but the real God couldn't cheat?

Klein said his pseudonym without burden.

"Oh?"

Osiris, the God of the underworld, has only "death", "plant" and "agriculture and abundance", and there is no "lie".

Although Klein's answer aroused his doubt, he didn't say anything, but looked deeply at the black Scripture of the dead in Klein's hand.

"Lord Pluto, I would like to be your spokesman in the world and spread glory for the belief in death."

Seeing that Osiris did not express a clear aversion, Klein took the opportunity to put forward his request.

"The spokesman of God"

In Europe, people like the Pope have a high status.

For green Clay put on such a vest, which can provide some help for finding the Lost Kingdom of the sun and the army in charge of abinus in the future.

Osiris didn't speak for a long time. He just stared at Klein.

He smiled rather than smiled.

Finally, he nodded.

"Yes."

With that, the power of the Dharma array began to collapse, and Osiris's projection gradually disappeared and returned to the underworld.

"The spokesman of God."

Imorton swallowed and spit, feeling that all his struggle was in vain.

"The gatekeeper of the underworld" and "the spokesman of the underworld God" are not at the same level at all.

He's just a janitor, not green Where's clay?

He was promoted to general manager!

"Now, you won't accept it."

With the approval of the underworld, Klein had a layer of indescribable dignity.

Imorton wanted to resist, but he was unable to return to heaven.

He had to bow his head and bow down to the boss.

Klein smiled and his eyes twinkled.

He still has many parts.

It's good to be the spokesman of the Pluto God, and it's also good to be the spokesman of the sun god

Sun golden Sutra, he also wants it.

(end of this volume)