Chapter 137: When I become a God, I will open up the netherworld for the world

Translator: 549690339

The world …

Even if he didn’t understand the specific meaning behind it, he could already feel that it was an extremely shocking move.

“It’s the wandering souls of the entire world!” Charlot saw the shock on Cthulhu’s face and laughed. Her body quickly rose to the sky and opened the magic box completely, expanding the gap quickly. Pandora, let’s start.

“Rumble!”

Suddenly, the shadow of a huge black box slowly appeared in the sky. Countless dense energy inside began to gather in the dark sky, forming a huge black arch.

It was like the door of truth in the Sorcerer world.

The threshold of the gate was carved with countless fine dark lines and characters, ancient, distant, and weathered. In the front, there were two huge carved pillars piercing into the clouds, with no end in sight, as if they were supporting the whole sky.

The words on the world-shaking black arched gate were: Erebus.

Erebus, in the native language of the Magi, meant: The Gates of the Underworld, the gates of hell, and the land of the dead.

“Netherworld! Could it be that not only does Ermin want to become a God, she also wants to …” Cthulhu suddenly growled.

“Damn it!”

He pounced forward with all his might.

However, the invisible pressure from the arch in the sky made his body sink. Ermin, who was hiding in that space, was now as strong as he was.

“You guys are crazy! He wants to use Pandora’s Box as a carrier to open up a small plane space for a God to live in!” He roared with all his might, ” greedy human Magi! Gods can not be blasphemed! The gods in heaven will punish you for creating another Land of the Gods without permission!”

In the central land, ermine’s shadow sat cross-legged and sighed slowly. I finally understand that the so-called God is just a ‘small man in a box’. From a barren earth cage, he stepped into another cage of the God Realm with rich energy.

“But I still want freedom, I want to bring freedom to the earth!”

Ermin sat in the sea of blood and corpses under the altar as if she was sitting on the top of the world. She gently held a snow-white hand bone to her nose as if she was sniffing a rose.

the dead and broken souls wandering between heaven and earth, please listen to my call …

BOOM!

The crisp sound spread out like ripples, resounding in all directions.

This spell was the ‘summon of the dead’, a spell developed by Emperor Medusa. It could communicate with the dead, resurrect the dead, and guide the dead back.

However, with the addition of ermine’s life waves, she could sense the tremors of souls in all parts of the world. It turned into a terrifying qualitative effect, as if she was communicating and summoning all the souls in the world.

All over the world.

The low-level witches were guarding the mountains, rivers, oceans, deserts, and alchemy totem pillars. They were shining and shooting straight into the night sky. These totems surrounded the Three Kingdoms and formed a huge round totem array to spread the power of the ” summon of the dead “.

“The dead return to the void … The dead shall return to the void …”

A faint overlapping call came from the sky, turning into an inexplicable hymn.

The voice was sorrowful, gentle, gentle, and solemn. Through the vibrations and the ripples of life, it spread to the capital of Cthulhu and spread to the Three Kingdoms: the Rose Kingdom on the mountaintop, Babylon, the half-orc kingdom, the land, the mountains, and the fields …

People from all over the world looked up and heard the strange Holy song at the same time.

In the entire Magus world, every single soul of a powerful being could feel the vibrations and ripples from their soul. Under the influence of that strange song, they were unconsciously drawn in.

In the next moment, the dead souls that had been floating in the air for a long time raised their heads.

They heard Ermin’s ‘summon of the dead’.

“The dead of the Three Kingdoms for a thousand years! I am the king of Babylon, the great sovereign Ermin. Please listen to my call and return. Merge your lives into my body and let me become a God.”

….

Ermin?

Who was Ermin?

In the mountains, in the forests, among the remnants of their souls that had been shattered and dissipated, they could vaguely not remember.

Ermine … Ermine …

‘Right, it’s the king of Babylon, the great sorcerer monarch, the loving monarch who protects her people. We were protected by her when we were alive, but Now That We’re Dead, how can we hear …’

Was it the Sorcerer domain of Emperor Medusa?

“My dead, please listen to my plea!”

in our world, the land is too barren to become a God. I’ve already turned into a wandering soul. Please help me become a ghost God. When I become a God, I’ll open a divine path for the world and establish a divine world for the people. Those who become gods can ascend.

this world is not in the sky, but under the feet. It corresponds to the divine world, and is called the netherworld. It is the place where all living things and ghosts return to.

I am the underworld monarch. Anyone who believes in me, serves me, worships me, kneels to me, and doesn’t live in death after death will live in the underworld. They will be protected by me and become my people.

“I hope that everyone in the world can live two lives, and that death is not the end.”

…..

As the great wishes were made, the dead souls in the world fell silent.

This was a promise to them, and also to help them lay out their future, so that they could offer their lives.

According to the ancient legends, there were innate gods in the sky, and the land of gods, Achilles, was known. As for the mortals on the ground, after cultivating to become postcelestial gods, they should create their own postcelestial realm, the netherworld, that belongs to us.

Empress Ermin was going to open a netherworld for the thousands of living beings on the earth?

Under the beckoning of the dead, they sighed softly.

To avoid disaster for the living while alive,

Opening up the netherworld for the deceased after death,

The dead souls felt bitter and deeply shocked. This was their King … whether she is alive or dead, Emperor Ermin has been protecting her people all her life. She is protecting the land of our Three Kingdoms and needs our strength …

Huala!

Countless wandering dead souls suddenly rose into the air.

They had had enough of such days. For countless years, the Wizards who pursued the truth were like a group of people cursed by fate.

The souls of ordinary people would naturally dissipate quickly, but Magi had powerful mental strength. It would take a long time for their souls to drift into the world after they died, turning into pure energy in the world.

This wizard era was too short, and the development of Wizards was still not complete. Except for Emperor Medusa, who was involved in the death domain of the soul and could use a special way to communicate with the dead in the world, other Wizards could not sense our existence.

To them, he was just a tiny bit of energy that drifted between heaven and earth.

If he was lucky, he would be able to drift into a battle between Magi and be scattered by their spells, which might be a relief.

However, for most sorcerers, they could only wait for death in silence. The days of waiting to lose their self-consciousness were too long.

are our Lords and emperors going to create a paradise for the dead in this land? ” Wisps of wandering souls floated up.

“In this world where the rules are not complete, if the underworld exists, it would be equivalent to completing a ring of the world, and the Magi who die later would not have to suffer so much.”

“The history of mankind’s resistance against nature is a history of courage and hymns! Generations of glorious history will be pushed forward by us and created by mankind!”

history will record the glory of the Magi on this day. They created the netherworld, and humans will soon triumph over death!

……

The translucent remnant souls were like willow catkins. They floated into the sky in wisps and revealed traces of darkness.

The low-level Wizards of the alchemy pillars all over the world also committed suicide after activating their alchemy totems and became one of the dead souls. They acted as guides and led the dead souls from all over the world to gather.

“It’s starting, the netherworld formation.”

The Edward brothers stood at the core of the totem refining array, presiding over everything. Looking at the vortex of the summoning of the dead in the sky, they couldn’t help but whisper, ” this land can not become a God. The wizard civilization has accumulated the dead for thousands of years and added countless lost lives into one body, just to make one person a God.

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