Chapter 407: Advance to the semi-finals! Anubis's heart weighing, Yeats's bright field! (Long chapter)
"You're going to duel with Anubis's Chosen in the next round?"
At the Sapphire Manor, Gray learned the news that Ye Zhi brought back from the palace. She frowned and said worriedly, "We encountered an opponent of this level in the quarterfinals..."
"Nephthys Kamala, a sorceress who wields the power of death and possesses the blessing of Anubis...it seems that she has the confidence to enter the finals." Hildrede analyzed.
Anubis, also known as the dog-headed man...cough, also known as the desert god of death.
When fighting against the God of Death in the Desert, you need to be prepared for the other party to pull out some weird things...
If you are affected by a negative effect such as "Withering", your physical strength and energy will be weakened, and you will become weak.
For men, it is a huge blow!
Ye Zhi stroked his chin, pondering his strategy... [Moon River], Ye Zhi planned to hide it until the finals, because the divinity of moonlight stored in the Moon River needed to be gradually restored by the changing of the moon phases.
After using [Moon River] to destroy the giant whirlpool monster last time, the moon divinity contained in it has not yet recovered to its peak state. It can be saved for the finals and used as a killer.
The [Blessing: Moon Rising in the Sky] can be used once a week and can be used to confront Anubis's chosen ones.
However, Ye Zhi was worried that the "Moon Surge Sky River" alone would not be enough to defeat Nephthys.
"The opponent must have studied my past duels... I can use Behemoth's Blade in this duel to catch the opponent off guard."
Ye Zhi thought to himself, "As for restraining the blessing of Anubis, the little god of death, it's time to use the [Lyre of Light]!"
The divinity of light can extremely restrain the power of death.
Many spells contain the power of death, and the music played by the Bathing Lyre will melt away like ice and snow in the sun.
It is said that there was a love-hate relationship between the goddess of death and the god of light.
Ye Zhi doesn’t plan to investigate for the time being... What if he really finds out something?
In short, the main purpose is to use a backhand restraint and use the light divinity to break the death spell! "Ye Zhi, the game will start in the afternoon... Have you thought of a countermeasure?" Gray asked with concern.
Ye Zhi said calmly: "Don't worry, I'll beat you on the head!"
The purple little pig raised its head from the food bowl.
Behemoth raised his head arrogantly and howled: "Ah!"
What is this Desert Death? Look at me beating it up until it screams! Roland Arena.
Duel tournament, quarterfinals.
The magnificent Colosseum was filled with spectators on all sides, and a large number of spectators filed in through the arches lined with steps. Commoners in linen, wealthy merchants in brocade and silk, nobles in red robes... tens of thousands of spectators formed a shocking wave of sound!
The distinguished royal seats were located at the best viewing point, red velvet curtains shaded the stands, the golden royal chair was covered with luxurious satin, and Louis, with golden curly hair, wore a crown on his head, resting his hand on his cheek, looking down at the arena.
All the enthusiastic cheers and passionate shouts did not cause the proud eyes to ripple. Louis picked up the carved gold cup handed by the maid, took a sip of grape red wine, and said with a hint of boredom: "When will the Duke of Honeysuckle... and the Chosen One of Anubis... appear?"
Among the high-ranking officials, generals, and confidants standing beside Louis, a white-haired minister said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the two duelists are ready in the preparation room. The quicksand will not run dry for another five minutes, and then they will go into battle!"
Under the sunlight, a crystal hourglass was placed in the center of the arena, the golden frame shining brightly, and quicksand gradually fell from above to below. When the last grain of quicksand fell into the pile of sand at the bottom, a strange wave of magic power spread invisibly, causing a loud bell sound!
Ding, ding——
War preparation room.
The arena manager looked at the girl who was sitting in meditation with great respect and whispered, "Lady Nephthys Kamala, it's your turn!"
The girl seemed not to hear the call and sat there motionless like a statue.
Her skin was a dark brown from years of sun exposure, her facial features were deep, her eyelashes were long, her hair was like black satin, and she wore gold animal ear jewelry on her head.
The gods of the Kingdom of Horus mostly have human bodies with animal faces. Animals have a high status in this kingdom, and the nobles will choose to decorate themselves with animal ornaments.
Gold and desert are the most famous symbols of the southern continent.
Due to the dry and hot climate, the clothing of the Horus Kingdom was light and thin, and most people wore sandals made of sedge. Even the chairs were invented by the Horus people... The reason was that the sun was scorching and it was easy to get burned by sitting on the ground, so they invented the earliest chairs.
The king of the Horus people is called the Pharaoh. In order to express their supreme worship to the Pharaoh, the Horus people would kneel down and kiss the Pharaoh's toes.
As a Roland man, the steward found that incredible... Knight Roland was noble and romantic, so how could he do such a self-degrading thing?
Nephthys was wearing an elegant white gauze robe with a golden belt around her waist, outlining her slender waist. A scarab-shaped necklace hung around her long neck, and she held a scepter in her hand. The jackal head on top of the scepter was exactly the same as the statue of Anubis.
Her temperament is very rare in the Western Continent. She seems to have a strange gravitational force, like a black hole, firmly attracting the attention of others.
The arena manager couldn't help but be stunned. He carefully looked at the animal ear-shaped jewelry on her head, and then he was sure that she was not a member of the Isu tribe with animal characteristics, but a human.
"Lady Nephthys Kamala...it's time for you to wake up..." the butler called again.
suddenly.
The girl opened her eyes.
The steward was stunned, with shock in his eyes. What kind of eyes were those that captured people's hearts? As deep and mysterious as the night, as deep as the Styx! When she closed her eyes, she was like a black pearl in the desert. However, when she woke up, the majesty and coldness revealed in her eyes made people submit from the bottom of their souls! The steward's eyes moved down and fell on Nephthys' feet.
The toes exposed by the sandals are delicate and shiny. Unlike the deep skin color, the instep appears white and the toes are white with a rosy glow.
His Adam's apple rolled and he wished he could kneel down and kiss the toes of Anubis' chosen one!
Buzz——
Nephthys' eyes gleamed.
The steward seemed to be controlled by his mind, his expression was dull, and he became a walking corpse like a mummy.
She leaned on her scepter, stood up, and without even looking at the steward, her profile was aloof and indifferent, as she walked straight towards the passage where the cheers were deafening.
The weak are not qualified to pay tribute to Anubis.
Nephthys leaned on the golden scepter, her black pearl-like eyes shone with a deep glimmer, revealing a hint of hidden expectation, and murmured to herself: "Yeats Browndi... The Chosen One of the Moon..."
The moon has a special meaning in the southern continent.
The Moonlight Knights of the Southern Continent are the guardians of the mausoleums, and their lofty status is comparable to that of the Sun Guards who guard the pyramids! "I have heard the flow of the Styx, and the cold wind of death will devour all light... no matter the sunlight or the moonlight..."
Nephthys gently closed her eyes. The jackal head on the top of the scepter had eyes carved out of rubies that flickered with light, as if the scepter of Anubis was speaking for Nephthys.
Ta-da-da—
The sound of footsteps echoed in the long corridor, and the whispers sounded like the chanting of an ancient spell.
"Listen to the whispers from the dead, Moon God's Chosen, and then pay homage to God..."
In the arena.
The cheers were like a tsunami, offering warm applause to the figure that appeared in the passage!
A handsome silver-haired boy walked slowly out of the shadows. He was tall and slender, wearing light silver armor. His eyebrows and eyes were deep and three-dimensional under the sunlight, and he showed a friendly smile.
Even the audience who supported Nephthys had to admit that the young man was handsome.
Gawain, the Knight of the Sun, is the origin of the term Prince Charming. At this moment, the term is embodied in the Duke of Honeysuckle! In the bright sunlight, Yeats saw a figure walking slowly towards the other end of the contestant's passage.
Anubis's choice, Nephthys Kamala! Yeats was amazed by the extraordinary temperament of this black pearl beauty. Her model-like tall figure and black and shiny waterfall hair gave her an extremely high-end beauty.
She exudes an aura that should not be underestimated. Her cold eyes reveal the majesty of a superior, serious, solemn, and mysterious...
However, the gold animal ear jewelry in her hair was quite cute, Ye Zhi thought, and she is still a dog-eared girl!
The two men faced each other quietly in the arena, waiting for the second bell of the golden hourglass to ring, which would indicate the official start of the war.
Eyes and auras clash invisibly in the creative field. The atmosphere becomes tense and the air seems to become sticky.
Nephthys nodded slightly, her expression solemn, and greeted, "Chosen of the Moonlight, I have heard of your great name for a long time."
Most Roland people call Yeats the Chosen God of Art because King Roland admired art, which led to the popular worship of the goddess of art. The Horus people believed in the sun and the moon, and Nephthys called Yeats the Chosen God of Moonlight to show her respect for him.
Yeats returned the greeting, saying:
"Why would Anubis send you to interfere with the Western Continent? You're not here for the championship, are you?"
Nephthys' eyes showed a thoughtful look, and she said slowly: "I came here because of the guidance of the horoscope. The impermanent thread of fate revealed my trajectory. Like a grain of sand in a torrent, I can only come here..."
Ye Zhi was surprised. It seemed that Nephthys possessed abilities related to fate?
The next moment, Ye Zhi realized that it was more of a divination than fate. Anubis was also very knowledgeable about the occult. For Nephthys, the knowledge of the occult, astrolabe, tarot, and crystal ball was the foundation of the foundation.
Through divination, Nephthys came into contact with the thread of fate, and following the guidance of fate, she came to a foreign land... Yeats couldn't help but become curious and said:
"Did you predict the outcome of this duel?"
Nephthys did not answer, her eyes flickered, and she whispered, "I must defeat you, so that I can dispel the fog covering the riverbank and see the road ahead clearly!"
Translated into human language, it probably means that it cannot predict my fate... Ye Zhi coughed lightly... The power of the Silver Oak Sword is there. Even the God King couldn't predict it back then, so it was able to steal and kill the God of Light!
What's more, as a time traveler, fate does not exist in the silk thread of fate's spinning wheel. Nephthys' tone seemed a little anxious. I guess she was worried that the direction of her fate would be affected by me...
"Interesting." Ye Zhi raised the corner of his mouth, "I'll give you a chance to challenge!"
Ding ding——
The bell symbolizing the start of the duel suddenly rang!
The air seemed to be ignited in an instant, stirring up a scorching air current, and the dry gravel rose from the ground, rubbing against each other quickly, producing sparks and heat waves, and the dust suddenly swept across the entire venue! There was an uncontrollable cry of surprise at the scene.
Without even seeing Nephthys's movements, she had already finished casting the spell! The reason why mages are at a disadvantage in close combat is that many mages need to chant spells, which have a long pre-casting period, giving the knight an opportunity to break through head-on.
However, Nephthys only needs one breath to summon this violent sandstorm!
The combination of the two six-ring spells, 'Sandstorm' and 'Molten Sand', transformed into a red sandstorm. The storm was filled with monstrous heat waves, surging and igniting the air, directly covering the entire field and engulfing Ye Zhi!
call--
Witnessing this catastrophic spell power, the audience in the arena stands were all shocked.
The mages from the Mage Guild who came to observe were even more dumbfounded.
It's not even one round yet! She's so generous with her magic power when casting spells. Doesn't she consider the cost?! The rolling sandstorm is as loud as a thousand horses galloping, blocking out the sun.
In the dim world, Ye Zhi's calm question came: "This is not the magic school you are best at, so why bother to test it?"
Sandstorms are the power of storms! The Storm Cult of the Horus Kingdom worships the mighty power of nature deep in the desert!
However, this is not Anubis' power. Death is His real authority!
The power of the sandstorm seemed amazing, but it was not Nephthys's specialty. Her eyes flickered slightly when her purpose was revealed, and she said calmly:
"Then please calm the anger of the desert first, Moonlight Chosen!"
A cloud of mist surged in Ye Zhi's palm. Wrapped in this gray-white mist, Ye Zhi's palm plunged into the vast sand and dust and "disappeared" directly! Blessing·Hand of Stealing Magic!
Nephthys was stunned, but when he pulled his hand away, a khaki rune and a fiery red rune were circling in his palm!
These two runes are the embodiment of the principles of two high-level spells! Ye Zhi used the "Hand of Spell Thief" to temporarily understand the principles of these two spells, and crushed them with a "crack".
Ye Zhi used the principles of these two spells in reverse and suppressed them with his backhand.
I saw that the dust in the sky was weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye!
"Stop the wind!" Ye Zhi shouted softly.
The sandstorm in the sky was completely cleared! This scene of calming the storm with a backhand caused exclamations from the audience.
"Duke Honeysuckle also knows how to cast storm spells?!"
"No...it's like I suddenly had an epiphany!"
"Learning and applying at the same time? What an amazing talent!"
After Ye Zhi became a six-ring trickster, the [Spell-stealing Hand] he obtained from Daisy could not completely take away the opponent's spells for his own use, as there was a time limit.
But using the same principle, it is more than enough to calm this sandstorm! Nephthys' eyes flickered... As expected, storm spells alone could not take him down.
"So, the voice from the underworld... have you ever heard it?"
The dark-skinned beauty's lips moved, and a deep light flashed in her black pearl-like eyes. The captivating spell of bewitching control [Whispers from the Underworld] echoed directly in Ye Zhi's ears!
Ye Zhi retaliated with an eye for an eye. [Eye of Thousand Illusions] also activated the 'Enchantment Spell: Domination'. A deep purple light shone in the bottom of his eyes, and he sneered mercilessly:
"You are still too immature to compete with me in illusion techniques!"
After a round of confrontation, neither side gained any advantage.
As a sorcerer, Nephthys has extremely strong mental power. She can rely on the divinity of death to arouse the fear deep in the target's heart, creating a terrifying scene.
But how could the chosen of the mist be afraid of illusions? When Ye Zhi's domination fell on Nephthys, the Anubis Scepter in her hand directly lit up with a golden light, isolating the illusion from outside.
Inexplicably, this seemed to trigger some mechanism left by the Goddess of Mist, and a voice of Daisy automatically popped up in Yeats' ears.
"The spell failed! If you want to strengthen the illusion, please praise and pray to the Goddess of Mist!"
"Maybe I can help you~ Leave it to my dear Mist Chosen."
Ye Zhi's face was dark. You had expected that my magic would fail, right? At the same time.
Nephthys was secretly surprised. She had never expected that the opponent's mental power could rival hers. Not only did he ignore her enchantment spell, but he also tried to turn the tables! She raised the scepter with a wolf's head in her hand and waved it gently. A black airflow wrapped in the breath of decay and decay formed a biting cold wind and attacked Ye Zhi!
Looking closely, in the turbulent black airflow, there are hundreds of undead, opening their bloody mouths and letting out soul-stirring howls! An existence older than the legendary Warcraft, in the First Age, the divine eagle [Withered Wind] standing on the World Tree has a legendary spell of the same name.
This spell contains the law of death, and can make everything it touches wither and decay! The spell cast by Nephthys, 'Death Wind', contains part of the power of the wind of withering, and the cold breath of death seems to make the entire arena placed in the winter night!
Yeats tried to spread the wings of the god of poetry, fly away from the range of the 'Death Wind', and once again unleash the astonishingly powerful 'Ten Thousand Arrows', but his heart sank and he looked down at his legs.
His legs were unexpectedly tightly entangled by a black shadow - a pool of water appeared on the ground beneath his feet without him noticing, and the area of the pool was rapidly expanding, with a deep current flowing slowly.
As the river flowed, the gray mist quickly spread.
This is not the power of shadow, but the power from the Styx! Spell: Touch of the Styx!
Ye Zhi hissed... This spell is silent. The river water will spread from the ground in the form of black shadows and bind the enemies it touches. It is an extremely difficult death spell!
At the same time, Ye Zhi felt that strength was rapidly draining from his body, and it became more difficult to lift his fingers!
not good.
Yeats felt terrible in his heart.
This is really weak! Nephthys stood on the outskirts of the expanding Styx, leaning on the scepter, staring coldly at Yeats in the center of the pool, and said majestically: "Humans cannot escape the Styx, just like they cannot escape fate. No matter how you struggle, you will be firmly entangled by the river. The end is set!"
Clang! The lightning-fast iron chain attacked Nephthys!
Nephthys was startled and subconsciously stretched out her scepter, but the chain was tied directly to the scepter!
Buzz——
The jackal head statue on top of the scepter had eyes carved out of rubies, and red light was glowing.
A majestic will forced Nephthys to hold the scepter tightly in her hand!
The Scepter of Anubis is the source of Nephthys' power and a symbol of God's choice. Yeats would never be able to take the scepter from her! But Yeats saw this point and used the Wild Hunt Chain to entangle the Scepter of Anubis and, with the help of Nephthys' power, to break free from the Styx!
Clank, clank—
The chains quickly closed, pulling Ye Zhi's body out of the Styx! Nephthys's eyes flashed with surprise.
Watching Ye Zhi break free from the Styx with the help of the chains and fly over the arena! He actually broke free from the Styx? Nephthys was incredulous.
Even... it was achieved by borrowing my power? Looking up at Ye Zhi flying under the sky, Nephthys' eyes slowly became firm.
I see... The fickleness of fate means that there are things in this world that cannot be predetermined...
This statement seems contradictory, but Yeats, the chosen one who bears the fate of the gods but is not entangled by fate, is precisely the manifestation of impermanence!
"interesting."
The tall beauty, like a black pearl, smiled for the first time.
"I allow you to kiss my toes in honor of the god Anubis!"
The Styx is still spreading further.
The ground has become a forbidden zone for life.
The water of the Styx summoned from the underworld is one of the blessings Nephthys received from Anubis!
Yeats was suspended in the sky, looking down at Nephthys standing on the surface of the River Styx, with the bright moonlight burning on her body! "The moonlight can even dispel the shadow of death—"
Ye Zhi raised his palm, with the brilliant moonlight divinity brewing in his palm, and shouted in a low voice: "The moon surges into the sky river!!"
Buzz——
A beam of bright moonlight rushed from Ye Zhi's palm to the sky above the arena. The sky was filled with wind and clouds. The day slowly dimmed. A silk-like moon river stretched across the heads of the crowd, emitting bright moonlight and bringing an incomparable sense of oppression! The audience looked up, their expressions were moved, and a hissing sound was heard.
Yeats seemed to have turned day and night upside down by himself! !
Nephthys' eyes reflected the brilliant moonlight, and she was equally moved.
The Moonlight God Chosen means that one has unparalleled attainments in the Moonlight School. Nephthys also wants to know whether the alternation of life and death can break the eternal moonlight! Nephthys opened her arms, her eyes bright, and said with hope:
"Come! Knight of the moonlight! Let me witness your glory!"
The Styx surged under her feet, and dark shadows rose from the river, with blurred shapes and faces, like dead ghosts. The group of undead guarding the Styx stretched out their hands and released cold and dark death rays. This strange scene was not mixed with any resentment of necromancy, as if these undead were voluntarily defending Anubis's choice! For the people of the Kingdom of Horus, death is not the end of life, but the continuation of life. All Horus people are preparing for death as soon as they are born, and the same is true for the pharaoh. The most important thing for a pharaoh is to build a tomb pyramid for himself!
Death is a gentle homecoming, and being able to fight for the gods after death is the glory of the dead!
The Styx guards under Nephthys looked directly at the Moon River in the sky. Their boiling fighting spirit made the Styx begin to surge! "As you wish!!"
Ye Zhi's eyes were stern, and he pressed his palm down with his backhand.
The moonlight fell from the sky like a waterfall, carrying with it the divine power of the moonlight. A large amount of moonlight fragments shone in the arena. When the moon river began to fall, the rumbling sound made the audience's eyes tremble, as if they were looking at a miracle!
In the stands, Archmage Megan of the Mages Guild couldn't help but let out a sigh and felt a sigh in her heart.
In just three years, Ye Zhi has become one of the strongest people in the entire continent!
At the same moment,.
The guards in the River Styx looked up at the falling Moon River and roared!
Boom! !
A deafening roar sounded, and the Moon Waterfall falling from the sky collided with the River Styx. A large number of Hades Guards melted in the moonlight, the divinity was stirred, a horrible explosion occurred, and even the barrier was cracked!
On the throne, Louis stood up and looked at the center of the arena. He saw dust rolling, and the violent aftermath blew away Yeats and Nephthys at the same time.
The ministers, nobles, and generals surrounding Louis all had flashes of deep alarm in their eyes.
This is the first time I have seen His Majesty lose his composure like this! Perhaps these two powerful men from foreign lands have already threatened the dominant position of the Roland Kingdom!
Bang! Cracks appeared all over the field, and the stone platform that could withstand the master-level attack had already cracked.
Please...collect 6...9...books...!
Two figures fell to the ground at the same time.
There was silence as the audience witnessed the confrontation between the two strongest men on the continent. They held their breath and waited quietly to see who would stand up first!
In the stands.
Hastings, dressed in black armor, crossed his arms, and there was a hint of regret in his low voice.
"Two powerful men... unfortunately, they are pagans."
The Styx and the Moon River had both turned into broken divinities and gradually dissipated, leaving only the messy site. A quiet breeze blew across the battlefield, and the two men stood up shakily, their eyes met in mid-air, and their eyes showed admiration at the same time.
"You are worthy of being the chosen one of the Moonlight Gods," Nephthys said softly, "You have single-handedly covered the unknown veil of fate..."
Prophets believe that everything in this world is destined, and as long as they predict it in advance, they can deduce everything.
However, Nephthys saw the fickleness of fate in Yeats.
"Give up." Ye Zhi said, "Your injuries are much more serious than mine."
As soon as the voice fell, Nephthys coughed up a mouthful of blood, but a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth:
"You are full of mystery... That is why I long to see your soul..."
Flames ignited in her palms again, and she pointed the golden scepter in her hand hard at the ground.
clang--
With the point where the scepter touched the field as the center, an invisible ripple quickly spread out, and a heavy and oppressive atmosphere enveloped the entire arena! In an instant.
A pitch-black storm gathered on the field.
Amidst the lightning and thunder, Nephthys' black hair danced in the wind, her eyes were empty, and the scepter of Anubis in her hand released an even brighter light!
Boom boom
The earth shook and a huge phantom statue nearly a hundred feet high gradually rose behind Nephthys.
"What is that?!" An unconcealable exclamation came from the stands.
"Giant familiar? Or a spell?"
"Oh my God, that's the statue of Anubis, the god of the southern continent!!"
Someone in the audience even fainted on the spot. The people were silent. The mages were also shocked when they faced the unknown realm! The huge virtual image showed a wolf-headed human body, majestic and noble, dragging a huge scale in his hand, standing firmly in the dark storm of death!
Louis' eyes flashed with a strange color... The statue of Anubis? ! Made of the embodiment of the godhood of death, it actually has the prototype of a domain!
Diamond exclaimed, "She can even summon the statue of Anubis? It's like she's ascended to godhood!"
Yeats looked up at the huge virtual image behind Nephthys with mixed feelings. Where did this come from? The law of heaven and earth?
The next moment, the Anubis statue stretched out its giant palm and pierced Ye Zhi's chest! Ye Zhi was slightly stunned and did not feel any pain at all.
The statue of Anubis took out a still beating heart from Yeats' chest and placed it on the scales in his hand.
On the other end of the scale, Anubis placed a feather.
The feather and the heart are at opposite ends of the scale.
As if in wrestling, tilting back and forth!
"The souls of sinners will eventually be swallowed by endless darkness..."
In the storm of death, Nephthys' black hair danced in the wind, and her voice was ethereal and solemn:
"This is the blessing of Anubis - Heart Weighing!!"
Facing the huge statue of Anubis rising from the ground, Yeats heard Mammon's serious reminder.
"During Anubis's ritual, the heart is weighed to see if it is lighter or heavier than the feather that symbolizes reality... If the heart is heavier than the feather, then it will suffer a severe blow, and even the soul may be devoured!"
Ye Zhi placed his hand on his chest and could still feel the lively heartbeat. He then looked at the heart of the statue of Anubis holding a scale, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "So, the heart that was taken away was just an illusion?"
Mammon said seriously, "Yes, this is a spiritual test. Those whose souls are not strong enough will be terrified and tremble because of the crimes they have committed. In the end, their hearts will be overwhelmed and explode and die!"
"You may feel palpitations, anxiety, and uneasiness now, and may begin to repent for your past..." Mammon said in a serious tone, "That's just the effect of the ritual! Don't panic, just rely on your willpower to hold on until the end of the trial!"
Ye Zhi said: "But I don't feel anything?"
Mammon was stunned and asked in astonishment: "How could you not be affected by this blessing?"
Ye Zhi said innocently: "I really don't feel anything...that ritual doesn't seem to work on me!"
How could this be possible? Mammon was puzzled, and suddenly he thought of a possibility.
"Your soul is more resilient than that of an ordinary person. In addition, the light divinity and mistletoe in your soul realm have a restraining effect on the death divinity. This statue of Anubis is made of the death divinity, which is exactly what you want!"
Mammon said quickly: "The ceremony has just begun, and the impact on you will be minimal, but the statue must be destroyed as soon as possible to avoid aggravating the impact!"
Facing Mammon's patient teaching, Yeats was moved and couldn't help asking, "Mammon, how do you know so much?"
Mammon said proudly: "The thirst for knowledge is also a kind of greed!"
The violent black storm was still circling in the arena. The huge statue of Anubis looked solemn and majestic, giving humans an infinite sense of oppression. The heart of the scale in its hand gradually sank, and the expression of the statue of Anubis became more indifferent! At the same time, Ye Zhi felt that breathing was gradually becoming difficult, and realized that he had to speed up his actions and could not let the ceremony continue! At the eye of the storm, Nephthys Kamala's eyes regained a trace of clarity, staring at the heart of the scale, with a hint of emotion in her tone.
"Your soul is indeed so tenacious. Is this the mind that has been honed by your struggle against fate?"
"But disrespecting God is a blasphemy and must be paid for with a price!"
Nephthys's scepter hit the ground again, and the angle of the scale tilted more sharply. Ye Zhi suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, and felt that his heart was being squeezed by a palm! The cold breath of death lingered around Ye Zhi. In the depths of the soul realm, a seed of bright divinity shone brightly in the withering cold wind! Ye Zhi's eyes were stern, and he stretched out his palm. A sacred and elegant golden lyre appeared in his palm! The soft golden light enveloped Ye Zhi like the morning light. Bathing in this golden light, the cold breath was gradually dissolved!
On the throne, Louis's mouth curled up slightly.
As I expected... The Lyre of Light is Ye Zhi's greatest reliance in fighting against Anubis! The strange light attracted Nephthys' attention. A strange color appeared on her solemn face, and her pupils shrank slightly. She said in disbelief:
"Light... Lyre?"
For a moment, Nephthys' eyes were filled with astonishment, and a lot of questions lingered in her mind.
Isn't he the Chosen One of the Moon God? How could he have the inheritance of the God of Light!?
The God of Light has fallen long ago. The divinity of light is extremely rare in this continent, but it possesses a brighter glow and more powerful power than moonlight and sunlight!
We can't give him the chance to play the music! Nephthys made a prompt decision.
This artifact is too restraining for Anubis's blessing! As the scales tilted, Ye Zhi's heart beat faster, and the blood in his body was surging, like a burst of drums! The mistletoe on the tree of life, however, took the initiative to release a ray of light divinity, which fell into Ye Zhi's soul realm, like a drop of nectar dripping into the water, spreading golden ripples! Suddenly, Ye Zhi's eyes burned with golden brilliance, and he plucked the seven-stringed lyre of light at will, and a melodious and crisp sound of nature caused amazing visions in the arena! Verdant green grass spread all around, the air was filled with the sound of birds and flowers, and the warm morning light poured down, containing abundant vitality!
This is the illusion that Yeats wove based on the fairyland [Avalon] and combined with the music. With the help of the divine power of light, it already has the prototype of a domain! Nephthys was shocked, and saw that the dark storm in the sky gradually stopped because of the spread of this green grassland.
Vines, wild flowers, green grass... spring plants spread along the ankles of the Anubis statue toward his body, gradually restraining his movements, and even the scales in his hand became motionless!
How is this possible?! Anubis's heart weighing test was forcibly interrupted! Nephthys's breathing was short and she looked at the boy in disbelief. She saw him floating in the air, shining with golden light, like a holy revelation!
The eyes of the entire arena were focused on Ye Zhi. The audience didn't even dare to blink, for fear of missing this amazing scene! Nephthys looked up in a daze, and her black gemstone eyes flashed with awe, appreciation, disbelief and other complex expressions.
Moonlight, art? Perhaps these are not the genres he is really good at! Light, this belief that has long been lost on the mainland, is his biggest trump card!
"This is really... a beautiful light..."
Nephthys exclaimed with deepest admiration.
Amid the melodious tune, Yeats gazed at Anubis, who was as stiff as a sculpture, and calmly stretched out his hand.
In the palm of his hand, a ball of purple-red flame surged, and the flame quickly extended and turned into a giant blade of astonishing length!
Ye Zhi's eyes were fierce, and he clenched the [Blade of Behemoth] in his hands. A raging fire ignited in his palms. The flame spread along the hilt to the thick sword body, and the blade, as bright as frost and snow, suddenly flashed a dazzling red light!
Bang! Under the shocked gaze of the audience, the young duke urged his fighting spirit and rushed towards the statue of Anubis like a cannonball. After approaching the statue bound by the plant, his figure suddenly rose another three feet! Over the head of the statue, the Duke of Honeysuckle shouted, raised the giant blade high, and chopped it down like thunder! ! Boom! !
The statue of Anubis was visibly stiff and motionless.
Immediately, the sword force applied to the virtual statue suddenly erupted, flames were accompanied by a series of explosions, and with a roar, the statue quickly disintegrated and shattered into a sky full of brilliance!
Boom boom
Even Hastings, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but take a deep breath.
This statue, which was nearly a hundred feet tall, was cut in half by Yeats with one stroke!
Nephthys was already at the end of her strength, and now she suffered a backlash. Her face turned pale as paper, and she fell to the ground. She looked at Ye Zhi deeply, then turned around and fell into a coma! The arena was full of spider-web-like cracks.
Snap——
Yeats fell to the ground with his back to the audience, his tattered cloak fluttering in the wind, and the huge blade in his hand disappeared.
The dust from the explosion gradually dissipated.
The whole place was dead silent.
The audience was still immersed in the spectacular scene.
Ding, ding——
The bell rang, signaling the end of the tournament.
The audience came back to their senses, their faces excited, and gave thunderous applause and cheers! The Chosen One of Anubis from the Southern Continent is definitely the best among humans in the Central Continent! However, in this land, the Duke of Honeysuckle, who has the title of Chosen by many gods, is still better! !
"Praise the Moon Goddess, praise Lord Yeats!"
"My God, that long sword is too rough, but the Duke's elegance makes up for it!"
"I can't believe this. This is the contest between the strongest humans!"
In the royal stands, Louis smiled and applauded actively.
The ministers around him exchanged glances and applauded the Duke of Honeysuckle.
He was clearly an envoy from a foreign country. Your Majesty shouldn't be so happy about his victory...
But no matter what, this duel between the chosen gods showed the grace of the gods and could also suppress the arrogance of the church! In the stands, Hastings, dressed in black armor, looked at Yeats deeply, then turned and left.
Nephthys's strength was beyond my expectation.
As for Ye Zhi...has he also reached the bottleneck of the Holy Land...
interesting.
Off-field measures are no longer necessary.
Hastings' eyes beneath his helmet burned with a fiery fighting spirit.
Let’s determine the winner in the arena and prove to the Pope...what true strength is!
The duel is over.
It ended with Yeats advancing to the semi-finals.
Nephthys's entourage rushed forward in a panic, and used a unicorn pet to carry back the Chosen One for emergency treatment.
Ye Zhi maintained his composure and waited until he reached the exit, then he coughed up blood and walked away limping.
Gray and Hildreth rushed forward and asked about Ye Zhi's injuries with concern.
Ye Zhi shook his head, indicating that he only suffered minor injuries, and smiled reluctantly:
"It's also thanks to me that I maxed out my resistance to soul spells... otherwise, the blessing of Anubis would be a real headache!"
Before, the incarnation of the Jealous Demon broke into Ye Zhi's soul realm and was directly killed by the Silver Oak Sword. Its consciousness also nourished Ye Zhi's soul.
On the other hand, Yeats's panel can effectively dissolve spells targeting the soul.
The main reason is that Nephthys's blessing is not a pure soul attack, but relies on the divinity of death, which is why the panel does not work.
Ye Zhi secretly became more cautious and felt that he could take the initiative to put other people's souls into his own soul realm to conduct a trap for law enforcement!
Hildreth hugged Ye Zhi, patted his shoulders gently, and said in a gentle voice:
"The Final Four won't be held until next week, so you can recuperate in the meantime."
"Since Ye Zhi is injured, let me cook!" Gray was eager to try.
"Reject it. Let the dialing robot do it." Ye Zhi said calmly.
"What do you mean?" Mammon took the initiative to ask Ye Zhi for credit, "Reminding you of the weakness of the Anubis statue... I helped you a lot in this duel!"
"Not bad." Ye Zhi smiled and said, "I'll treat you to parfait ice cream jelly!"
Mammon licked his lips and said, "Ten cups, please!"
Behemoth also proudly wagged his tail and said, "Ah~!"
When you are full, you have strength. You can chop down that big guy in one go! I also ate a lot of its divinity! Ye Zhi was surprised and glanced at Behemoth. He found that after this duel, Behemoth's strength had indeed increased!
As a gluttonous monster, the divinity can naturally devour and transform it into nutrients needed by the body. Ye Zhi was originally worried that the death divinity would be a threat to Behemoth, but after checking, he found that his worries were completely unnecessary.
The great Bear Grylls, everything he eats tastes delicious! "Your Excellency the Duke!"
In the contestant channel, Violet, the leader of the Dragon Eagle Knights, walked towards them with a smile on her face and deep admiration in her tone.
"What a wonderful duel! Even His Majesty was surprised when he saw you cut the statue in half with one blow!"
"So, King Roland sent you here?"
"Yes, this is the storage bag that His Majesty ordered me to prepare for you. Inside is a six-ring magic potion and medicinal herbs for healing." Violet said, "His Majesty hopes that you can recover as soon as possible so as not to affect the next battle!"
Ye Zhi took the storage bag, took a look at it, and was immediately shocked. The magic potion given by Louis was very valuable, and the healing effect was excellent. Within three days, he could recover without any hidden dangers.
I don’t know if this is the fortune brought by the Mammon Ring, or a gift from Louis as a friend…
Ye Zhi accepted it calmly and said, "Thank your Majesty for me!"
Night falls.
On that day, the story of Yeats defeating Anubis's Chosen in the semi-finals quickly spread throughout Paris.
This duel even alarmed the royal family of the Horus Kingdom in the southern continent. After all, Nephthys was one of the most famous strong men in the southern continent. Her defeat meant that the royal family needed to carefully handle the relationship with the Duke of Honeysuckle!
On the day after the semi-finals, envoys from the Kingdom of Horus came to the door with jewelry and gold, and humbly stated that this was a little gift from the king.
"The strong should ruthlessly oppress the weak!"
Mammon said truthfully, and asked Ye Zhi to return the gift list sent by the envoys, and asked them to bring twice as many gifts! After this duel with Nephthys, Ye Zhi himself also gained a lot. He has become an existence of the same realm as Louis and can open the prototype of the domain.
Currently, Ye Zhi's [Avalon] field still needs the help of external objects and cannot be retracted and released freely, but it can also greatly enhance endurance.
This area was formed by Yeats using the divinity of light to imitate Avalon. Like the real Avalon, it has the effects of continuous recovery and healing, and can greatly restrain violent divinities such as death, shadow, and storm.
When he truly achieves the Holy Domain, Ye Zhi can even move the entire Avalon into his own soul realm... In this way, the power of the realm can be multiplied! Three days later, Ye Zhi had fully recovered and was reading books in the study.
Dongdong——
The butler knocked on the door and reported, "Your Excellency the Duke, Nephthys Kamala wants to see you!"
Ye Zhi was slightly startled... What was she doing here? With doubts, Ye Zhi met Nephthys in the reception room. As soon as they met, Nephthys knelt on one knee, bowed her head humbly and said: "Please allow me to kiss the back of your hand to express my respect to you... Chosen One of Light."
Ye Zhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "I'm not the chosen one of the bright gods. You should get up first."
"I deeply apologize for the impolite words I said in the duel."
The dark-skinned beauty raised her deep eyes, looked at Ye Zhi, and said slowly:
"And I came here this time, to be honest, I have something to ask of you."
Ye Zhi said calmly: "What's the matter?"
"I have concealed something from you before... I came to Roland for a mission," Nephthys said, "to kill the Nightmare [Abaddon]!"
"The divine power of light in you is very effective against the demon that can create nightmares... I hope to get your help." Nephthys said sincerely, "In return, I will also hand over to you a stone tablet from the Horus royal family that contains the prophecy and divinity of the God of Light!"
Ye Zhi's heart moved.
Bright Slate!
The light divinity in my body is being used up, and I'm worried that I won't be able to find a way to replenish it!
Ye Zhi calmed down and said calmly: "So, how much do you know about the Nightmare?"
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(End of this chapter)