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Chapter 1131 1129. On the battlefield between the living and the dead - Monthly ticket plus [615]

When the time of death came, the dead pharaohs who were fighting each other in the underworld and in the world felt it.

No matter how far away they were, no matter where they were hiding, they all put down what they were doing at this moment, responded to the call of the laws of the underworld, and appeared in the darkness of the Hall of the Dead as suspended underworld fires one after another.

The scene was like the opening of a grand talk. Under the gaze of Tris, Hathor and Shani, the invited guests were entering the venue one after another.

The Kings of the Underworld refer to the eleven dead pharaohs, but every oasis in the Songhai Empire has its own pharaoh. Therefore, after death, unless they are so evil that even the underworld will not accept them, they will become one of the pharaohs of the underworld and continue to be among the rulers after death.

The oases throughout the Millennium Sand Sea are like a sea of ​​stars, which makes the number of dead pharaohs in the underworld quite considerable.

Excluding those Forsaken who lost their seats because their oases were seized by others or buried by sand, and thus could not gain a foothold in the underworld and could only hide in the abandoned cities in the sand sea and cry, after the High Priest Bayek issued the summons, in less than five minutes, more than six hundred pharaohs of the underworld arrived here.

The death hall, which had been dead silent and desolate just now, immediately became "lively".

These pharaohs of the underworld are divided into areas behind different pharaohs, or ancient kings, and immortal lords according to their respective factions.

The number of their followers can be used to judge the historical achievements of the eleven pharaohs.

For example, a super boss like Hammons I, the first pharaoh who established the legal system of the Songhai Empire, has a large number of followers behind him, while the unlucky Bom I has less than forty followers.

Of course, these two are two extremes, and the number of other ancient king factions is between them, but it is also roughly the same, and the number of followers cannot shake the power that each ancient king has in the underworld.

The pharaohs of the underworld may lose their status for various reasons, or even disappear silently, but the ancient kings will not!

They are the foundation of the underworld's existence! They symbolize the power of the origin of death in this plane.

And those pharaohs who were entangled in the underworld fire formed a "court" together to witness the ceremony of Thutmose II joining the world of death. In the past, this was just a formality, but this time it was really different!
Even though the living cannot accurately judge the expressions and thoughts of these spirits, even the most obtuse person can feel the strong tension between these pharaohs of the underworld.

"The big one is coming!"

This thought flashed through Tris, Hathor and Shani's minds at the same time.

Judging from the explosive scene before her, it was wishful thinking for Mrs. Bohm to expect that the joining of Thutmose II would quell the dispute in the underworld. Even the real split of the underworld would happen in the next moment. In other words, the second climax of the civil strife in the Songhai Empire was about to come.

The enemies that players will face are no longer just simple rebels, but also a true "scourge of the undead".

From the perspective of the vampire leader, this is undoubtedly bad news.

But on the other hand, wow, if you look at it from a dog planner's perspective, this is a really exciting turn. If little Murphy were here, he would probably laugh out loud on the spot.

The kings of the underworld are all good people!
He is a truly good man. He couldn't bear to see the development team working so hard to design the plot, so he took the initiative to come forward and volunteer, using his own money to create a plot that could support a large version.

As Tris thought about this, she couldn't help but smile, but was patted on the back of her hand by Shani, and she immediately stopped smiling.

Without even looking at what the scene is, you just laugh.
Don't die!

The little mummy, who was still in high spirits when she saw her grandfather, now felt that something was not right. She suppressed her smile, pulled Afeng back a few steps, and hid beside Grand Duke Cuisi, fearing that she would be dragged into it when the pharaohs of the underworld drew their knives and cut open the wound.

Princess Fulier was a little panicked at this moment.

However, as the Pharaoh's daughter, she had to stand by her father and see him off for the last time.

As for the High Priest Bayek who presided over the death ceremony, he was used to seeing big storms and waves, so he was not panicked at all. He still recited in a steady tone:
"Thutmone II, the heir of the Ptolemy family, the blood of the pilgrims, the king of Songhai, and the ruler of the Sea of ​​Sand, was assassinated by villains at his birthday party a few days ago. The villains were from the forces of chaos and used evil drugs, causing Thutmone II to enter an irreversible transformation of corruption.

Fortunately, with the full assistance of Lord Murphy, the Chosen One of the Creators, the power of the Creator was used to confine the Pharaoh in the shelter of purification. However, as you can all see, Thutmose can no longer return to the world of the living.

He could only keep moving forward until he stepped into the realm of the dead, shouldering the heavy fate of all the pharaohs in advance.

This is the tradition of the Songhai Empire. Today I call upon you all to be here. I would like to ask if anyone disagrees with accepting Thutmose II as a member of the underworld?"

Bayek asked.

There was some restlessness among the Pharaohs of the Underworld, but the eleven ancient kings remained silent, which was tantamount to their tacit approval of this choice.

Bayek ignored the whispers and continued:

"According to ancient tradition, every pharaoh will be blessed by the power of the underworld when he enters the underworld, making him the pillar of the world of the dead and enjoying the highest power in the world of the dead. Therefore, I would like to ask, is there anyone who disagrees with nominating Thutmose II as the new ancient king?

Should we give him the power of Hades?"

This inquiry made the discussions even louder.

Obviously, the shameful assassination of Thutmund II had never happened before in the empire. This way of death was even more miserable than that of Bohm I. Therefore, for those traditionalists who care about legal etiquette, it remains to be determined whether Thutmund II is qualified to be an ancient king.

But the eleven silent ancient kings still sat on their thrones without saying a word, which also represented their common decision on this matter.

Everyone was elected as the ancient king because of this tradition. If someone uses this to deny the qualifications of Thutmose II, it is tantamount to denying the legitimacy of all the ancient kings.

After all, attending as an ancient king is not an honor obtained after the death of the Pharaoh, but a power that was granted to him when he fought his way out of the siege and successfully took over the throne of the Pharaoh while he was still alive and sat on the throne of power in the world of the living.

In other words, remaining a king after death is actually just one of the "benefits" of the Pharaoh profession.

Of course, this also led to the fact that although the succession of the Pharaohs in the world of the living seemed harmonious, in fact, there was a lot of internal strife among the Thirty-three Pilgrim Families, but the bloody past was well hidden and not known to the public.

The dead of the Songhai Empire are watching over the world of the living. They will not allow cowards and wimps to take over the throne. That would be a humiliation to their ancestors!
Even the most rebellious pharaohs in the underworld had no objection to this.

Bayek once again ignored the increasingly noisy discussions.

After the death rites of Thutmose II were confirmed, the eleven ancient kings raised their hands and gathered the root power of the underworld at the center of the Hall of Death, like a flowing dark green tide. At this moment, a huge consciousness quietly descended above the Hall of Death.

That is the will of Hades!

The supreme being who is revered as "Pluto".

But it is not God, or rather, it disdains to be a "God".

In short, under the gaze of Hades, the death energy that was pure enough to have become a physical entity surged and gathered on the coffin.

The green energy seeped into the Beta sealing device and gradually stained the body of the suffering Thutmose II. Without changing the pollution and corruption of his body, the pharaoh's soul was extracted in an extremely delicate manner, and protected it from the restraint device. Then, through the infusion of psychic energy, the pharaoh's soul was quickly transformed into a condensed and pure spirit.

During this shaping process, the root power from the underworld plane removed the pollution inflicted by Chaos on Thutmongs II's soul and filled his weakness with a light touch.

This scene made Tris and Hathor's eyes sparkle.

Obviously, the two psychic masters' trip was not in vain. They witnessed with their own eyes the most orthodox spellcasting posture in the underworld heritage, and learned from the whole process the simple method of using death psychic energy to resist the erosion of the mind and soul by the power of chaos.

Just now, the eleven ancient kings personally demonstrated this method to them, and "Pluto" did not interfere with it, allowing the managers to learn this ritual of drawing power from the source of death, but Xia Ni was confused and regretful.

She was not good at psychic powers, so naturally she couldn't learn anything from this "teaching".

When Thutmund II woke up again, he opened his eyes and saw the coffin in front of him and the body that was still in pain.

At this moment, Pharaoh understood everything.

He was not overly painful, but just shook his head helplessly. He had hoped to become the greatest ancient king, but by accident he became the most shameful ancient king. Lord Bom I can be happy now, because among the twelve ancient kings, there is finally someone who is more miserable than him.

However, after personally experiencing the despair brought about by Chaos' corruption, being able to enter the underworld as a spirit is already a supreme relief.

Thutmose II nodded to the high priest Bayek beside him, thanking him for his help, then looked up at the ancestors above his head, and finally saluted them with a very traditional etiquette.

The eleven ancient kings simultaneously struck the scepters and beloved objects of different sizes in their hands. The echoing clear and desolate sound represented the welcome to the new companions and urged Bayek to perform the final ceremony. Among them, the sound struck by Bom I was the loudest.

It can be seen that this "King of Misery" is indeed very happy.
The noisy hall became quiet at this moment.

Everyone realized that the most critical issue was coming.

High Priest Bayek remained calm and said in a long voice:

“Due to the unexpected death of Thutmose II, the inheritance of the empire was not carried out according to tradition, and the oath made by the original heir to the empire, Khufu Ptolemy, before the foundation stone of the Great Pyramid of Issus, was also passed to the underworld.

The ancient kings all understood and acknowledged Khufu's oath of solar vengeance.

Of course, the empire needs an heir, and the thousand-year-old sand sea needs a pharaoh! The only direct descendant of the Ptolemy royal family is Princess Fulier Ptolemy, so I want to ask if anyone agrees with the decision of Princess Fulier Ptolemy to succeed the Pharaoh Queen. "I disagree!"

A pharaoh of the underworld interrupted Bayek's description. The tall spirit wearing a jackal mask shouted:

"This is not in line with tradition! The Songhai Empire needs a strong monarch to continue to grow, just like a pack of jackals needs the strongest individual to lead them in order to roam the sea of ​​sand!"

"Well said! Only a male lion can lead a pride of lions, and only a male lion can protect the territory in times of crisis!"

"There has never been a Pharaoh Queen in history. Right now, war is raging in the Sand Sea. It is time to go through battles and endure the heat of the flames. Princess Fulier may be beautiful, but she is not a warrior. How can she protect the country we have built together?"

"I nominate the current head of the Sandis family to succeed the throne of the Pharaoh! Sandis is the orthodox of the Thirty-Three Pilgrim Families, in charge of the military of the northern border of the empire, and has a very high reputation in the world of the living."

"Shut up! Idiot! Although the Sandis family has never joined the rebellion in the world of the living, they are ambiguous between the two camps, just like a fox and a rat. How can such a rat take on a great responsibility?"

"I choose the head of the Mooney family! That guy swore an oath in front of my pyramid. He said he would lead the Songhai people into the Old World, conquer the universe, and build a huge and glorious empire!"

"Haha, I knew that your whole family, Mooney, are all warmongers and roughnecks."

"What did you say when you stepped on the horse?"

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The death hall, which was quiet just now, was in chaos at this moment.

A group of dead people were arguing over the succession of the throne in the world of the living. This scene was truly rare in the world, but the eleven... uh, twelve ancient kings who could make the decision did not say a word at this time. Even the high priest Bayek who presided over the ceremony did not intervene.

There is a heavy feeling as if a storm is about to come.

On the platform of the Death Chamber, Thutmose II looked at his daughter with a look of regret and pity, and said softly:

"Furier, if you are unwilling to take on this responsibility, then..."

"This is not something that Her Royal Highness the Princess is willing to do or not!"

Tris shook her head and said:
"Your Majesty Tuthmons, Murphy believes that Her Highness Fulier will become an outstanding ruler!"

"Ok?"

Thutmose II immediately raised his eyebrows, and the next moment, Tris shouted loudly to the pharaohs of the underworld who were arguing in the sky:

"Did you hear that? You dead who are unwilling to be lonely! The Creator's chosen ones have made a decision. The Songhai Empire will welcome the first Pharaoh Queen in your history!
"Furiel Ptolemy III will ascend the throne. Apart from her, the Chosen Ones will not accept any other Songhai nobles as Pharaoh! The Blood Eagle Clan will not accept it, the Blood Alliance Clan will not accept it, the Blood Fear Clan will not accept it, and neither will Transia and the Gnoll Kingdom!"

"Before leaving the Land of Origin, Her Majesty Angelina of Nordtov also conveyed her views on the situation in the Songhai Empire."

Shani took a step forward and stood with Trish. She said seriously:
"Wolf Girl believes that rulers should not only focus on military force, but also diplomatic talent is a very important aspect. From this point of view, Princess Fulier, who has won the favor of the heads of state on the continent, is obviously capable of becoming an outstanding ruler."

"I'm here to tell you that the ruler of the ancient country of Kalem, the person favored by Yunlan Tianzun, the emperor of the East, the Millennium Dragon Emperor who sits on the Jade Sky Palace, believes that the ruling power of the Songhai Empire should continue to be in the hands of the Ptolemy family, who are full of martial virtues and geniuses."

Grand Duke Hathor held up a dragon-shaped jade pendant and declared:

"The Dragon Emperor believes that the reforms that have lasted for three generations in the Songhai Empire are bringing the Millennium Sand Sea into a new prosperity. Such a grand event should not be interrupted. Therefore, the Ancient Kingdom of Callum fully supports Princess Fulier to become the next Pharaoh Queen!"

"It's your turn!"

The little mummy pushed Afeng's arm. This tense and formal speech made the foreigner a little nervous, but then he stepped forward and announced loudly:
"Foreigners, er... Blue Star, no, in short, it's us, the foreign heroes! Followers of the Creator in another world, we also fully support Princess Fulier to become the next leader of the Songhai Empire!

Apart from the extremely beautiful and charming princess, the foreign heroes will not accept a second Pharaoh."

This series of support quieted down the quarreling pharaohs of Hades. In this strange silence, a pharaoh wearing a mountain cat mask soon sneered and said sarcastically:
"So, foreign forces are preparing to interfere with the transfer of power in the Songhai Empire? Haha, I used to think that maybe the empire could try to let women manage it. After all, my people in the Sand Sea have always advocated gender equality, but your support at this time has made me determined.

Fulier cannot become the Queen of Pharaohs! Otherwise, the power of the empire will fall into the hands of outsiders!"

"Outsiders? So, you mean to say that you who call yourselves the 'favorite children of the Creator' are going to go against the will of the Creator God at this moment?"

Tris said coldly:
"This is finally speaking your true thoughts, right, everyone?

In this case, stop hiding it and speak out openly. How many of you have switched sides to the Lord of Original Sin?
I knew that when the living started to choose sides, you dead would not keep quiet either!

The Hades plane was found and shaped by the Creator, and you all exist here, relying on the power of the Creator for eternal life. But now you are doing such a shameful act of betraying your own people. I see that the root of the Songhai Empire's decadent thoughts lies here, I'm afraid it lies with you old and disrespectful guys?
So, what do the ancient kings who are the foundation of the underworld say?"

Tris looked at the silent pharaohs. In response to her question, Hammons I, the first pharaoh of the Songhai Empire and also the greatest pharaoh, raised the double-snake golden staff in his hand, and the scene instantly became quiet.

Then, under his golden flying snake mask, a rough voice like a stone rang out:

"Pluto. That lord wants to ask whether the future promised by the Creator, the Shadow of the World and the destination of all things, can be realized?"

"Alas, that little guy really guessed it right."

When she heard this question, Tris was shocked.

I thought to myself that little Murphy’s unparalleled ability was really scary!
Then, in full view of everyone, Grand Duke Blood Eagle stepped forward, took something out of her arms and held it high. She said loudly:

"In the name of the Chosen One of Creation, I will hand over this godhood to the underworld to help Hades, the Scarab Beetle of the Underworld Sea, ascend to the throne! As a token of the sincerity of the Chosen One of Creation, he will fulfill the promise of the Creator, so now tell me, ancient kings!

Tell me what you decide!"

"Well, our decision"

Hammons I looked at the artificial godhead in Tris's hand, nodded with satisfaction, and announced loudly:
"The thirteenth Pharaoh and the first Pharaoh Queen were born here!"

At this moment, Princess Fulier was completely confused.

Only her best friend Nefertari had mentioned this matter concerning her destiny, and no one else had asked for her opinion. However, the next moment, when Tris put her hand on her shoulder, Fulier realized that when she had heard the conversation between her mother and Lord Murphy outside the palace in a daze that night, it meant that today's event had been decided.

The Chosen One of God once solemnly promised that Ptolemy's bloodline would ascend the throne of Pharaoh. After his brother vowed revenge, this promise became a reality today.

She was not ignored.

Lord Murphy had been observing and examining her since the moment he landed on the Land of Origin. He recognized her abilities and talents, so he placed all his bets on her at this time. Khufu might have also realized this, so he took the initiative to make concessions.

Since he was a child, my younger brother always left the best things for me.

I am loved by everyone
“What a joke!!!”

With a loud bang, as the entire Hall of Death swayed, an extremely huge ball of underworld fire flashed out, revealing the figure of a burly and ferocious pharaoh in front of everyone.

The guy stared at everything in front of him and shouted:

"The ownership of the Songhai Empire was confirmed by the so-called Chosen God, and Murphy's despicable mistress used interests to seduce the will of the underworld in public. The so-called 'King of Hell', ha, is really ridiculous! The Songhai people fought for a thousand years but in the end they still put themselves in a dog chain!

Why is there any need for such an unjust system to exist?

Servants of the Lord of Original Sin, come to me!

In the name of the true Creator, I, Mamluk, the King of Wrathful Spirits, hereby declare that the end of the Songhai Empire and the establishment of a country that truly belongs to the Songhai people are about to come.

Come, you dissatisfied dead!
Come on, fighting spirit that refuses to rest!

Let the harshest wind of war in the desert decide who is qualified to be the true master of this thousand-year-old sea of ​​sand!"

At his call, more than one-third of the pharaohs of the underworld turned into underworld fire and left their original positions, standing behind the King of Wrathful Spirits.

Mamluk looked down at Bayek in the hall and said arrogantly:

"Let the war begin!"

"Then, let's start the war."

The chief priest of the Dead Moon responded expressionlessly:
"The dead, before the living, sacrifice everything for the future of the empire. This has always been our tradition!"

(End of this chapter)