Bizarre Realm-Chapter 392 - 33: Soul Sacrifice! Netherworld Evolution_2
Lady Hecate slowly shook her head and sighed softly, "There is no Egyptian Pantheon here, I really wonder how you managed to ascend to Demigod."
"Did you forget?"
"What protects the Realm of Reality?"
The Ancient Tomb King looked up in astonishment, "Clockwork Nirvana Twelve Realms?"
Lady Hecate nodded calmly and said, "Indeed. Clockwork Nirvana Twelve Realms."
The Ancient Tomb King murmured, "Zodiac!"
"They forged the Death Balance."
"Did those old guys leave a backup plan?!"
Lady Hecate watched as the soul of the Ancient Tomb King was gradually torn towards the other end of the scale, and she said calmly, "Our death divinity is all an inheritance from them. Why do you think this immortal essence of death belongs to you?"
"Did you slaughter a god, or did you slay the unnameable Old Days?" 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶
Lady Hecate’s question left the Ancient Tomb King momentarily stunned, frozen in place.
Indeed.
He neither slaughtered a god nor did he slay the unnameable Old Days.
"You are no different from others, except you’re luckier and have received more blessings."
To Lady Hecate, only magic is the essence of divinity she gathered through her own strength. The Law of Death is a gift from nameless beings; their cohort of death demigods only had an earlier chance to inherit the legacy of the Dark Era because they ascended earlier.
They never took back the Law of Death from the hands of the Old Days, so how can they speak of wielding the supreme authority of death!
Don’t mistake the gifts of nameless beings as your own ability.
"Heh heh!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The Ancient Tomb King suddenly burst into laughter, appearing deranged, laughing wildly to the sky: "Those old guys are really ruthless!"
"I thought they were long dead."
"Didn’t expect it!..."
"Haha!... They actually left you with a backup plan."
As he said this, the Ancient Tomb King suddenly looked at Lady Hecate before him, his eyes gleamed, "If I’m not mistaken, this ritual sacrifices all the death demigods to reshape and recreate the Law of Death for the entire world!"
"But why just you and me?"
Why only you and me?
The sacrificial ritual initiated by Lady Hecate could have included the other death demigods. This was the last ’Dragon Slaying Skill’ left behind by nameless beings to guard against successors, the newly ascended death demigods.
If they too had fallen, then all the death demigods would die with the sacrificial ritual, and the Law of Death they possessed would converge in one place, directly evolving into the law of the Netherworld.
With the birth of the Netherworld, a new Death God must also be born.
Lady Hecate said faintly, "This world still needs other death demigods."
"And I am not confident either."
"As of now, you are the only death demigod who, out of greed, has attacked mortals."
If this sacrificial ritual was fully launched, Lady Hecate would also die, but now she just fell from the rank of demigod, having a full opportunity to rise again.
She gave up the inheritance from nameless beings, those gifted death divinities.
Lady Hecate wishes to reassemble the ’Domain of Death’ in her own way, for inheritance is only inheritance. She did not participate in the suicidal battle against the Old Days, so how could the Law of Death inherited through the legacy be considered true authority over death?
"I lost."
The head of the Ancient Tomb King lowered, pleading, "You won, Purgatory Empress—Hecate."
"I am willing to swear a soul oath to serve you forever!"
"I will be your most loyal subordinate, devoted to you for eternal lifetimes! Your will is everything to me!"
"I will help you reclaim other authorities of death."
"As long as you halt this ritual, I am willing to offer everything to you!"
On the scale.
An object resembling a life-blessing box appeared, which was where the soul of the Ancient Tomb King resided, hidden in the deepest part of the Tomb of Death, but now it was directly extracted. On the tray of the Death Balance, even though he placed everything including his soul, the scale still tipped towards Lady Hecate’s side, which meant that Lady Hecate had sacrificed an immortal death divinity far exceeding the immortal origin he possessed.
If the ritual continues, he will be stripped of everything, becoming a prayerer for the newly born Netherworld, or perhaps not even a prayerer.
Lady Hecate shook her head slightly, repeating, "Someone must make a sacrifice."
"Aemon has already made a sacrifice."
"Now it’s my turn."
At this, Lady Hecate gently raised her palm; the tilted Death Balance began to tremble, and, with an immense suction force, the death divinity belonging to the two of them was being consumed and transformed. This divine artifact was merely a tool to initiate the ritual; if something was placed on one side of the scale’s tray, then the other tray had to be weighed with everything equivalent.
During the Dark Era, there were once 72 death demigods.
But on today’s Path of Death, throughout history, all the added-up death demigods were less than thirty; they didn’t know where the immortal divinity of other death demigods went, thinking there were undiscovered legacies.
But only Lady Hecate knew that these lucky ones only inherited half of the death divinity, the other half of the Law of Death was used to guard against them.
Among the stars, there is still the power of death!
The nameless beings never put all eggs in one basket.
Clockwork Nirvana Twelve Realms is a twelve-layered barrier protecting mortals; even now, she only knows eleven of them. The final secret of the Clockwork Nirvana Twelve Realms is likely in Aemon’s hands; he may have already told Shawn, but Lady Hecate never asked.
