Chinese Superman

Chapter 149 The Book of the Dead of Annie

With a deafening roar, the self-destruction of a Class A expert was terrifyingly powerful!

William's body instantly transformed into a destructive energy storm, spreading wildly in all directions!

The blinding light illuminated the night sky, and the violent shockwave tore apart the surrounding sea of ​​clouds. Xia Xinghan reacted extremely quickly. The moment the self-destruction light shone, his sword flashed again, and Qing Luan, who was already filled with a sense of bewilderment and fear, instantly fled thousands of meters away, avoiding the core area of ​​the self-destruction.

Wait for the light to dim.

All that remained was a chaotic flow of energy; William's body was nowhere to be found.

Meanwhile, Hiroki, jolted awake by William's roar of self-destruction, also flashed a ruthless look on his face. His spiritual power began to surge wildly, and he too wanted to imitate William's self-destruction, attempting to destroy all traces and even wanting to drag his enemies down with him.

"Trying to self-destruct? Did you ask my sword first?"

Xia Xinghan snorted coldly.

The crane transformed into a sword once more, unleashing an incredibly fast, pure white sword aura that seemed to transcend space, precisely slicing across Hirozaki's neck at the very last moment before his self-destruction.

Hirosaki's rampaging spiritual power came to an abrupt halt.

His eyes widened, he clutched his throat, blood gushing from between his fingers, the light in his eyes quickly dimmed, and his body fell limply from the back of the giant bird doll, plummeting into the vast sea of ​​clouds below.

He died before he could complete his self-destruction.

The battle began in the blink of an eye and ended in an even shorter instant, in such a brutal and abrupt manner.

The little tortoise returned to the crane's back, still somewhat dazed: "Master—Master—why—did they—just self-destruct?"

"William's self-destruction was so decisive! Hirosaki also tried to self-destruct, but failed—aren't they the original entities?"

Xia Xinghan returned control of the body to the original owner.

Bai Xianshuang's consciousness regained control of her body. Feeling the earth-shattering and exquisite "unity of man and sword" just now, she was shocked and couldn't help but immerse herself in it.

She actually knows that trick too.

But when it comes to actually doing it, it's a completely different story!

Xia Xinghan's unity of man and sword conceals the shadows of several world-class or even national-level sword martial arts.

And all of these are integrated and converged in the unity of man and sword.

That's why, with Bai Xianshuang's cultivation level, she was able to reverse the situation and kill the Saint Blood Puppet, as if it were nothing.

"Master, please punish me severely one more time!" Bai Xianshuang, who was always elegant and aloof, pleaded excitedly.

"...

Ignoring the crane that was unable to extricate itself from being "possessed," Xia Xinghan said to Qingluan, "The two of them are undoubtedly the original bodies."

"As for why he so decisively self-destructed—perhaps he had some backup plan."

They could have burned their lives, but they didn't.

Is there any way to revive someone?

After all, burning one's life force to activate relics consumes one's lifespan.

The "life" in "life" refers to vitality, while "fate" refers to lifespan.

In a flash, various foreign relics that might bring someone back to life rapidly flashed through his mind.

"But it doesn't matter."

Xia Xinghan's tone remained calm, even with a hint of a smile, "They have their brilliant plans, and I have my own ways to overcome them."

"No matter how powerful their methods, they can't escape my grasp!"

Moonlight spilled down, illuminating the snow-white crane feathers and the black jade tortoise shell. The cold wind howled high above, yet it could not dispel the faint, pervasive stench of blood.

"Let's go, this place is not safe to stay any longer. Let's return to Zhongnan Mountain," Xia Xinghan finally instructed.

With a long cry, Bai Xianshuang, carrying Qingluan, transformed into a streak of pure white light, passing through the gradually gathering clouds, and sped towards Zhongnan Mountain, quickly disappearing into the deep night sky.

The West, Athens, Greece.

After its spiritual restoration, the Acropolis of Athens became one of the safest cities in the West.

at this time.

On the majestic Acropolis of Athens, the Parthenon, a symbol of the pinnacle of classical art, radiates a sacred light under the moonlight that is far more magnificent than ever before.

It has been revived and has become the headquarters of the Pantheon, one of the two top supernatural organizations in the West.

The solemn atmosphere of the grand hall with its classical colonnade is heavy.

On a black stone platform on one side of the hall, there are many exquisitely carved small figurines that have a wonderful connection with the original body.

Suddenly, two of the puppets made a crisp sound without warning.

"Click"

The surface of the clay figurine was instantly covered with cracks, and then it shattered completely, turning into two small piles of clay fragments that had lost their luster.

"William and Hirosaki's favorite dolls are broken!"

A member dressed in a white robe in the style of ancient Greece and wearing an olive wreath exclaimed in surprise.

"What? Wasn't Hirosaki carrying his Holy Blood Doll? How could he be—"

Another member looked grim.

"It seems the operation failed. They have perished, most likely by deliberately detonating themselves to save themselves."

A calm, slightly melancholic voice rang out.

The speaker was seated on one of the three high-backed stone seats at the head of the hall.

He was thin and wore a long, dark purple robe with black trim. His face was hidden in the shadow of his hood, and he held a scroll that looked like it was made of ancient papyrus. The scroll exuded a dark and deathly aura.

He is one of the three giants of the Pantheon, codenamed Hades.

"Try contacting their backup communication methods immediately!"

Seated on another high-backed seat, the woman known as the "Goddess of Wisdom" quickly gave the order.

She possessed an elegant and intellectual air, dressed in a simple Heaton dress, her eyes seemingly sparkling with wisdom.

However, none of the encrypted communication methods received a response.

"It seems he's really dead—time is of the essence."

Hades slowly stood up and raised the papyrus scroll in his hand, a national treasure relic called "Ani's Book of the Dead"!

The artifact, 24 meters long, was discovered in 1887 by collector Frisbane in a tomb on the west bank of Xothor in the middle Nile. It contains 60 chapters of incantations and ritual depictions, and was used to guide the tomb owner, Ani, through the judgment of the underworld and to obtain eternal life.

Originally housed in the British Museum, after its restoration, the image of Hades was chosen as the main piece.

The 24-meter-long scroll unfolded automatically, emitting an increasingly intense, dark light, and the ancient Egyptian hieroglyphs and images of gods drawn on it seemed to come alive.

"In the name of Osiris, weigh the hearts of the dead, and guide the lost souls—"

Hades chanted in a low voice, the obscure incantation echoing in the hall.

As he cast the spell, the Book of the Dead of Anni emitted a powerful, eerie light, projecting a phantom-like yet solemn scene in the center of the hall:

It was a dimly lit area, in the center of which stood a huge golden scale.

A pure white feather is placed on one side of the scale, representing Mayat's "truth and justice," while the other side is empty.

Beside the scales, one can vaguely see Anubis, the wolf-headed god of death, and Taut, the god of wisdom.

Behind the scales, a phantom stood like a mountain, vast and boundless, majestic and incomparable—it was none other than Osiris, the god of the underworld.

Compared to him, the members of the Pantheon are as insignificant as ants, looking up at him is like gazing at a mountain.

Immediately afterwards, two faint points of soul light, seemingly about to be extinguished at any moment, were drawn out of nothingness by the power of the book and entered that illusion, where they respectively condensed into the translucent, bewildered soul phantoms of William and Hirozaki.

"The Ceremony of Satisfaction, Begin!" [Hades] commanded.

William's ethereal soul drifted toward the scales involuntarily, and a blurry ball of light representing his "heart" flew out from his chest and landed on the empty end of the scales.

The ball of light fell, and the scales swayed slightly.

"Squeak squeak squeak—"

—

The orb of light representing the heart is significantly heavier than the feather at the other end, causing the scales to tilt severely!

"Your sins are heavy, your heart is as heavy as a feather." [Hades]'s voice was completely calm. "You must offer your life as a sacrifice to balance good and evil before you can cross the river."

He raised his other hand and gestured across the scroll. An invisible force spread outwards.

Almost at the same time.

Within the Acropolis of Athens, ten ordinary people—tourists, staff, or residents—suddenly collapsed without warning, lifeless.

Their lives were drained in an instant!

Guided by the Book of the Dead of Anni, they transformed into ten streams of blood-red light, merging into the illusory scales.

On the scales, the ball of light representing William's heart seemed to have been "washed away" of some of its heavy "sin," and slowly became lighter.

"Thump"

Finally, after ten lives were sacrificed, the scales were finally balanced with great difficulty!

"Permission granted."

The phantom of Osiris whispered a majestic voice.

William's illusory soul seemed to have been freed, becoming more solid, and returned to the human world aboard the sun boat that appeared in the illusion.

In reality, on a stone platform in the corner of the hall, flesh and blood spontaneously regenerate and recombine at the site of William's originally shattered doll.

His body recovered quickly; his heartbeat and breathing returned, though his face was as pale as paper. But—he had truly come back to life.

"I—I'm still alive—"

"I'm back to life! Hahahaha!"

William touched his body with both hands and said with surprise.

"We did it!" a member whispered.

"Ten ordinary people's lives in exchange for William, an A-level superhuman, is worth it," someone else commented calmly, their tone indifferent.

[Pluto] did not stop, his gaze turning to the illusory soul of Hiroki.

"Next."

Hirozaki's ethereal soul drifted towards the scales, and his ball of heart light fell with a "clang!!"

Heavier than William's!

The scales tipped to the bottom almost instantly!

Hades frowned slightly and sacrificed ten more lives.

A crimson light flowed in, but the scales remained perfectly still!

"not enough!"

In the illusion, Osiris's voice was filled with dissatisfaction.

Hades's gaze darkened.

Both of you are resurrected for the first time, so why are you even more sinful?

However, considering Hirosaki's value, [Hades] no longer hesitated, quickened his incantation, and tapped his fingers repeatedly.

This time, a full fifty streams of life essence were forcibly extracted from various parts of Athens and offered as sacrifices to the Book of the Dead of Ani!

Fifty innocent people lost their lives in an instant!

A surge of crimson energy poured in, and the heart on the scales was finally "purified" enough to slowly rise and become level with the feather.

"Permission granted."

Hiroki's soul was also able to return, and his body was reconstructed on the stone platform.

He sat up and murmured, "I—I'm still alive?"

The hall was quiet for a moment.

The next moment, cheers erupted.

"As expected of Lord Hades! The resurrection power of the Book of the Dead of Annie is nothing short of a miracle!"

"Hirosaki is an important member with S-class potential. Trading fifty lives for him is still a win!"

"Hmph, that Xia Kingdom Martial Ancestor must think William and Hiroki are completely dead, right? His expression will be quite amusing when he finds out we can be resurrected!"

"Unfortunately, this plan failed. We couldn't lure him out, and we even lost the Holy Blood Doll and Pandora's Box—"

The crowd was buzzing with discussion.

There is awe and praise for Hades' abilities, regret for the failure of the plan, mockery of the Martial Ancestor, and calculations for the future.

[Pluto] himself slowly sat back down, his aura slightly weak.

Presiding over two resurrection ceremonies in a row, especially the second one which was extremely taxing, was a considerable burden for him.

The goddess of wisdom kept a keen eye on the newly resurrected Hirosaki.

Suddenly, her beautiful brows furrowed, and a flash of wisdom appeared in her eyes.

"Wait! There seems to be something on Hirozaki's body!" she said in a deep voice, her clear voice suppressing all the discussions.

"What?"

Everyone was startled.

The third giant sitting on the central throne—the man codenamed [God King]—had been silent and dignified until now, upon hearing this, his eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp, tangible golden light!

"foreign body?"

"Hmph—how dare you stalk yourselves under my nose! Come out here!!"

Without making any unnecessary movements, he simply raised his right hand and reached out to grab the unconscious Hirozaki on the stone platform!

"Boom!"

An overwhelming and majestic power, seemingly capable of controlling the sky and thunder, instantly enveloped the entire temple!

Beyond the heavens, dark clouds rolled in and lightning flashed, seemingly echoing the immense power of the [God King].

The instant this immense power touched Hirosaki's body, *poof*.

A tiny, invisible, pale blue dot of light suddenly emerged from between Hirozaki's eyebrows!

The point of light trembled in the air, then instantly unfolded, transforming into a lifelike blue butterfly with beautiful wings!

"Butterfly?!"

The goddess of wisdom's eyes flashed.

This dream butterfly is invisible to the naked eye, yet the Goddess of Wisdom was able to perceive it, which speaks volumes about her power.

"call"

The blue butterfly seemed to possess a spirit; upon discovering her, it took the initiative to appear and gently flutter its wings.

Divide into two!

Divided into four!

Divided into four into sixteen!

The rate of division is beyond imagination!

In an instant, hundreds and thousands of dark blue dream butterflies appeared in the hall!

They danced gracefully, seemingly ignoring the power of the [God King] as they passed through, like a dreamlike blue storm sweeping across the temple and rushing towards every member of the [Pantheon] present!

Judging by this, they actually want to wipe out the Pantheon in one fell swoop!

(The Book of the Dead of Anni)

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