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Chapter 449 The body that holds the soul

Chapter 449 The body that holds the soul

"Honorable God of Death, and the judges of the underworld, with the assistance of those heroes, I have completed your trials."

Baird stood under the long steps, raised his head to look at the people in front of him and said:
"Now, it's your turn to fulfill the agreement."

The comatose three-headed dog was beside him, its four legs seemed to be prostrate on the ground. The heroes all looked at the god of death and the judges on the steps of the palace. They were silent, but the gathered eyes However, the sense of expectation and oppression are intertwined.

The judges looked at each other in blank dismay for a moment, they had always kept in mind the bet with the archangel, so they were in every possible way during the nine trials, in fact, they were not ready to fulfill their promises after the trials.

But a promise is still a promise. If it is not fulfilled, the credit accumulated by the judges of the underworld for thousands of years will collapse, and mortals will no longer believe in their judgments. At that time, what authority will the underworld as the afterlife world have? at all?

"Heroes, I know that you are brave and brave, but this is unprecedented,"

Nakbet, the god of death, stood up at this time, holding up his scepter and saying:
"Let's discuss first, and the answer we make will definitely satisfy you."

Afterwards, Nakbet, the god of death, and the judges of the underworld retreated into the palace, leaving hundreds of heroes waiting outside the long steps.

The heroes talked a lot, knelt down to pray, and celebrated for a while. No one knew what the ending would be, and everything had to be arranged by fate.

Nakbet returned to the palace and immediately discussed with the judges of the underworld.

"We must not break our promise, otherwise, those mortals will not obey our judgment."

One of the judges said directly that that was what the judges of the underworld were most worried about.

"But we can't let him go like this. There is no precedent for this matter. Once there is a precedent, there will be countless people who want to follow suit and challenge the nine trials."

Another judge expressed his concerns in this way.

The immediate situation undoubtedly made the judges feel in a dilemma.

Nakbet, the God of Death, looked around the crowd. He knew the worries of the judges under his hands, so he thought for a while.

At this time, the nameless judge suddenly spoke from the silence:

"You don't want to break your promise and you don't want to set a precedent.

That being the case, we need the best of both worlds.

We can promise him to go, but not let him go, but let him break his promise and commit sins along the way. "

The nameless judge came up with a plan to solve the dilemma in front of him, and this sentence made all the judges wake up like a dream.

The judges of the underworld nodded one after another, thinking that this is a best-effort solution, which will neither damage the promise nor let Baird leave.

The god of death, Nakbet, frowned, and looked suspiciously at the unknown judge. Among the people present, only he knew the true identity of the unknown judge.

"You are so reluctant to let Baird leave the underworld."

Nakbet said with something in his words.

"I have my own plans."

The response of the Unnamed Inquisitor is equally significant.

In any case, the judge's words moved the other judges. In such a dilemma, it is undoubtedly the best way to let Baird break his promise and commit crimes on the way to leave.

After careful discussion, everyone reached a decision immediately, and soon after, they would walk out of the palace and announce the final result to Baird.

Soon after, Nakbet, the god of death, and a group of judges reappeared in front of the heroes.

The nine judges of the underworld praised the exploits of the heroes, and the king of the underworld repeated the promise.

"Baird, you have exchanged yourself for your reward."

Nakbet said in a calm and slightly solemn voice:
"As promised, we will let you leave the underworld and return to the human world."

All the heroes present immediately cheered. They embraced each other and jumped excitedly, as if it was not only Baird who was rewarded, but they were also included.

Baird held his head high, and he clenched his fists excitedly. Joy washed him away like a wave, and he almost cried with joy, but he finally held back.

Finally, he was finally leaving the underworld.

As long as he returns to the human world, he will definitely meet her again...

At this moment, suddenly, Nakbet said:

"It's just that you are dead, but a soul.

In that world, there is no room for your body. "

The words of Nakbet, the god of death, made Baird feel his heart skip a beat, and his whole body froze, and he trembled belatedly after a long while.

The cheers of the heroes also stopped abruptly at this moment. They looked blankly at Nakbet, the god of death on the long steps, and couldn't help but look at each other.

Baird and them have gone through untold hardships to complete the nine trials. Here they showed their bravery, wisdom, and courage when they were alive, and the blood they shed made them forget that they are already people after death.

And Baird has been dead for thousands of years. In that long time, the stars and rivers are turning and the situation is changing. No matter how grand the kingdom will collapse, even the gods will fall under the time, let alone a mortal body?

The body that once left a great mark in the world has long been designated as loess of loess, dust of mud and dust.

The sudden blow made Baird's breath short and his spirit was shaken, and at this moment, the god of death spoke again.

"However, we will prepare a body for you.

At that time, your soul will enter this body and leave from the underworld. "

The sudden turning point made Baird almost unable to react. When he came back to his senses, a kind of joy that was lost and found occupied his heart. The corners of his eyes were sore, and he couldn't help laughing. The hearty laughter of the hero seemed to shake half All over the world, other heroes swarmed over like a tide, lifted Baird high, and cheered his name together.

"Praise you, praise you, great god of death and judges!"

The heroes who had gone through the nine trials were all shouting loudly at this moment, and their enthusiastic voices surrounded the entire palace. The nine judges had different expressions and thoughtful faces.

After the excitement of the heroes subsided, Nakbet, the god of death, talked about the body.

Due to the particularity of the underworld as the world after death, no one with a physical body, except the gods, can set foot in the underworld, and the dark light of the underworld will also melt the flesh of mortals.

Therefore, everyone will build a special body for Baird, which can go back and forth between the underworld and the human world, and the god of death will cleanse Baird's soul and remove the breath of the underworld inside, so that his soul will not be destroyed by his family members. reaped.

Finally, Baird will enter that body, close his eyes, and embark on the road back to the world.

"Remember, on this road, unless you return to the world, don't open your eyes."

"The eyes are the windows to the soul. If you open them, the wind of the underworld will enter your soul. Then, you will never be able to leave here."

(End of this chapter)

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