edge of pure land.

Chapter 332 The laws of the ancestors are immutable!
Even though he had expected this, Lu Buer was still shocked by this ending. He couldn't help but ask, "This means that everything is a conspiracy by the corrupt god of death to overthrow ancient Egypt. Set has long been his puppet, and everything he does is to pave the way for the gods."

Chen Jing raised his eyes and asked seriously, "The result of that battle should be that you quelled that disaster of life at the cost of the destruction of ancient Egypt?"

Hearing this, Toth smiled.

With that kind of desolate and mocking smile, he slowly stood up and stared at the coffin in the tomb, and said self-deprecatingly: "Logically speaking, given the state of the corrupt god of death at that time, we didn't have to pay such a painful price to stop him. But the problem is that we lost to our own greed. Since the death of Osiris, he has been buried underground. But in fact, Osiris was not completely dead, and his consciousness was still active. Seeing this, other compatriots also had evil thoughts. In those years, countless people have made deals with Anubis. They were all secretly made into mummies and sealed in the deepest part of the ground. They believed that by doing so, they could also be transcendent and resurrected in the distant future."

Kant's expression changed. He was the only one who knew the truth. A huge fear surged in his heart: "So that's how it is, so that's how it is..."

"That kind of disease turns people into the living dead?"

Chen Jing asked softly: "Becoming your opponent?"

However, Lu Buer felt that things might not be that simple.

"You underestimate the gods."

Thoth said nothing, turned and walked into the depths of darkness.

Kant immediately called on his subordinates to follow.

Lu Buer understood and frowned, saying, "This guy seems to want to show us something with his own eyes... Let's go and take a look. Then we will understand everything."

Chen Jing trusted him very much and nodded softly.

Thoth displayed the might of an ancient celestial being, strode into the depths of the tomb passage, casually punched open the dilapidated wall, and forcibly opened a golden tomb chamber.

Even after being buried for thousands of years, he still retained the memory of this huge tomb, and he could find the corresponding tomb simply by smell.

There is only a golden coffin sleeping in this golden tomb. The coffin lid is covered with twisted vine stripes and is tightly locked with thick iron chains, as if afraid that the soul in the coffin will wake up.

"The living dead you have seen are actually the products of failure. They are all on the edge of evolution, in an intermediate state between life and death, and therefore cannot be observed. Once the balance is broken, if they fall towards the side of death, they will be completely annihilated. And once they fall towards the side of life, they will become... something like this!" Thoth tore off the iron chain on the golden coffin, and the coffin lid was unexpectedly overturned by a brute force, bursting out with a loud bang.

An unexpected scene took place. Violent yin energy spewed out of the golden coffin. Lu Buer and Chen Jing's red hair trembled wildly in the gloomy wind. They couldn't help but take a half step back.

There was great astonishment in their eyes.

It was as if I had seen something incredible.

"White Walkers! That's the breath of White Walkers!"

Kant exclaimed.

The mummy in the golden coffin stood up, and the pale shroud suddenly burst open, revealing pale skin and a bony body.

This is a Semitic boy with thick black hair cascading down like a waterfall, a delicate face with a hint of femininity, muscles all over his body have atrophied, but his skin is as crystal clear as jade. His coffin contains an ancient golden mask and a wide variety of jewels.

There is no doubt that this is a noble ancient Egyptian pharaoh.

The most horrifying thing is that the head of this Pharaoh boy was nailed with densely packed golden nails. Someone had pierced his brain in an extremely cruel way, as if they were afraid that something would wake up in his brain and run out to wreak havoc on the world.

But it seems to be in vain.

Because the moment the Pharaoh woke up, the golden nails on his skull were squeezed out, and along with spurting out thick and fishy blood, a large amount of dark matter gushed out of his seven orifices.

Chen Jing was stunned, because she had also seen this scene happen to the young man next to her. The body of the young pharaoh suddenly changed and turned into a rotten corpse in an instant!
"Ancient species..."

When Lu Buer returned to Linhai from the Holy Mountain, he had dealt with the ancient species in the evolutionary chain of the God of Origin. That kind of thing had similar thinking and wisdom to humans, and judging from their aura, they were probably exactly the same as the young Pharaoh in front of him.

The difference is that the person in front of him has a human body!
The young pharaoh let out a silent scream and tried to jump out of the coffin like a wild animal, but when he leaped, he was crushed by the terrifying weight.

That was a technique performed jointly by Lu Buer and Chen Jing. The powerful electromagnetic field was as deep as the ocean, pinning the monster tightly in the coffin, making it unable to move.

boom!
Thoth delivered a heavy punch with a terrifying repulsive force that gushed out like a tide, smashing the young Pharaoh's head in one blow and taking his life.

Thick dark matter mixed with blood and brain matter splattered out. Even though the young pharaoh was killed instantly, he was still twitching in the coffin, and his body was rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There were even maggots crawling in the rotten meat.

died.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved.

What would happen if he was resurrected with such a thing?

"As you can see, those who are infected with the plague, once they survive, will become the human bodies of the White Walkers. The one just now was one of my people. He was infected by that strange plague and became the human body of a seventh-level wild god. If he had not just awakened, we might all have been killed by him. This is... the plan of the corrupt god of death." After Thoth finished speaking, he shook off the blood on his right hand and became silent like a sculpture.

Chen Jing turned around expressionlessly: "You knew this a long time ago?"

Kant's face was pale, and he whispered softly: "I only know that the ancestors sleeping in the underworld may have White Walkers hidden in their bodies, but I didn't expect it to be like this."

Lu Buer figured it out, took a deep breath and said, "The gods are invading this world. Their bodies are too huge, so they appear in a parasitic way. The way the Corrupted Death God finds human bodies is through... plague! That is his authority. By infecting people with the disease, he lets his dark matter flow out until he controls the entire Heavenly Human Organization."

Thoth looked at the young man deeply, his eyes were quite surprised, and he said in a deep voice: "Yes, that's it. It was an extremely tragic war, and the White Walkers were resurrected in the form of human bodies. Fortunately, those human bodies possessed both the White Walker magic of the corrupted god of death and the White Walker magic of the tree of life. Those two powers are also in conflict."

Lu Bu Er took out the sacred horn from his pocket and asked, "Did you use this weapon to win the war back then?"

Thousands of years later, Thoth saw the Holy Horn again and couldn't help but sigh: "Yes, that's right. If the Celestial Organization hadn't cultivated the Order Factor, it would have been a world-destroying disaster. Unfortunately, even with the Holy Horn, it would still not be enough to suppress the disaster, because no one could solve that disease."

"We still don't know how the disease is transmitted, but even if the pathogen dies, the disease will not disappear, but will escape."

He pointed to the tomb and said, "Just like now." Kant and the others had already known this and retreated in horror.

Lu Buer and Chen Jing also took half a step back tacitly.

"No need to be afraid."

Thoth whispered, "The blight has been consumed by me."

Everyone was slightly startled.

Thoth pointed at himself and said calmly, "Although we don't know how to solve this disease, we can ask the spirit of the Supreme Ancestor. The great Supreme Ancestor, the supreme sun god Ra, gave us inspiration. This disease will autonomously seek out advanced life forms to parasitize. We only need to surge our life energy to the most active state, and then we can absorb the disease, seal it with our own destiny, and then make ourselves into mummies."

Humans actively absorb the disease.

This sounds too horrible.

But Thoth was very calm: "I found some clues in Anubis's notes that can keep the life and death of pathogens in a delicate balance. In this way, we become containers of the plague. As long as we are sealed in the coffin, the problem can be completely solved. In other words, we actively become containers for the gods to invade the world. The place where we sleep is called the underworld, which is a forbidden place that living people cannot enter. It was finally sealed with the sun god matrix. Now seeing you... I know that we succeeded at that time."

This ancient celestial being caressed the corpse in the golden coffin, his eyes revealing confusion and sadness like the tide, as well as a loneliness spanning tens of millions of years.

Lu Buer was filled with awe. He imagined that in the ancient times, these ancient people walked in the sun, fully activating the life energy in their bodies, absorbing the epidemics that permeated the world, and then had people use alchemy to make them into mummies and seal them in coffins.

Say goodbye to this world, separate from your family forever, and fall into endless sleep.

In a sense, although these ancient people called themselves gods and enslaved ordinary people, they never wavered in their commitment to protecting the world.

Kant and the others had already burst into tears and knelt on the ground, sobbing bitterly. They were obviously moved by the selfless and great dedication of their ancestors and wished they could lie in the coffin in their ancestors' place.

"It's a pity that the gates of hell have opened again."

Thoth checked his body and said hoarsely, "The Sun God Matrix has been unlocked by something, and the seal is loosening. The Corrupted Death God seems to have been here not long ago, otherwise we would not have awakened from our slumber so quickly. The balance in our bodies has been broken. If it weren't for a strange life force injected into my body, I would have mutated."

Not long ago!
These words exploded like thunder.

A trace of fear flashed across Chen Jing's eyes. It was hard to imagine that the terrifying god was hiding in the depths of darkness at this moment, perhaps watching them in some corner.

"Don't be afraid, that guy was defeated by Medanzo. If he really had that strength, he would have jumped out and killed me long ago. What's more, I still have the summoner in my hand."

Lu Buer took out his phone and weighed it twice: "Medanzo is watching him. Once he senses that guy's aura, he can rush over within a millisecond."

Chen Jing thought for a moment: "So you are fishing?"

Lu Bu Er shrugged: "I'm used to being bait."

Thoth didn't understand modern Chinese, but he stared at the two of them and asked word by word, "Where does this strange vitality in my body come from?"

Chen Jing's eyelashes trembled like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon.

Lu Bu'er's heart skipped a beat, and after hesitating for a moment, he answered frankly: "Senior, times have changed, and the God of Origin has revived."

Unexpectedly, Thoth was not surprised at all. He just thought for a moment and then said calmly, "So it is 2535 AD now?"

Lu Fuji was surprised.

Chen Jing whispered in his ear, "The Tianren Organization has a very strong ability to predict the future. I don't know whether they reached this conclusion through deduction or calculation, but they are able to predict the future. However, what they predict is often a predetermined outcome, which is an outcome that cannot be changed no matter what, so don't make a fuss."

Lu Buer then realized that his parents seemed to have similar abilities, and they were indeed unable to change what was going to happen in the future, otherwise they would have been invincible long ago.

And Lu Sixian also has the ability to predict...

Where does this predictive ability come from?

Seeing this, Kant hurriedly explained: "Ancestor, Miss Chen Jing is the only chosen one of the Tianren Organization. Miss Chen Jing was once the young master of the Creation Clan, and also briefly possessed the Omega Core. Perhaps she still has some means to activate the power of creation."

He was full of confidence when he said this.

He thought he had seen through Miss Chen's secret.

Thoth murmured in a low voice: "Is that so?"

Lu Buer pulled the bad woman beside him and whispered, "This Kant is a talent. I haven't even thought of how to write it yet, and he has already written it for you."

Chen Jing muttered, "That's what great intelligence is like."

Thoth was silent for a long time, then sat down on the coffin tiredly: "Even the power of creation cannot completely stop my mutation. I probably still have an hour. Let me think about how I can solve this crisis. There are more than just me sleeping in this tomb. There are even more troublesome and difficult beings... Well, wait a minute."

He raised his head and asked, "Kid, was the Omega Core ever in your body? But now I can't feel its existence anymore. It must have been stripped away, right? But you don't even have a forged core, which proves that the Elders Council has not yet fully recognized you."

Chen Jing admitted it for a moment and said softly, "Yes."

Lu Buer's heart moved slightly. He didn't expect that this would happen.

But right now, the person in front of them was an ancient celestial being.

The celestial ancestor who once possessed the name of a god.

Are the laws of our ancestors important enough for the current Tianren organization?

(End of this chapter)