Chapter 1564: Chapter 291: Will of the Scale

So many, so many Yamanlana… What kind of concept is so many?

It’s like a box full of life-sized puppets, broken puppets, suddenly pouring out from a container… There are skeletons, severed limbs, rolling heads, decaying bodies, mummies… and some that seem to have died not long ago.

Who knows how long these have been dead?

The skeletons naturally don’t show what they look like, but among this large pile of… corpses, you could see dozens of heads resembling “Yamanlana,” enough to make one consider everything here to be Yamanlana.

In the end, how many are there?

Mr. Otto was shocked to see this scene… Very few things could surprise him excessively — this metal room destroyed by the Lamp God seemed to be one of them.

“Your Highness… Your Highness? This…” The Little Maid was completely in a state of daze, simultaneously feeling a kind of hair-raising sensation.

The Lamp God halted at this moment, slightly frowning… unsure if it was an illusion, it felt as though something had just passed by its side, bringing a vague sense of familiarity, but it couldn’t recall what it was.

It seems something approached this large pile of corpses.

Everyone’s attention was drawn to these exposed corpses… The mysterious girl’s expression suddenly turned cold, her head slightly bowed, her hair covering her eyes — yet from her body emanated an even more dangerous feeling than before.

The Lamp God could feel it, and immediately tensed up entirely.

No one paid attention to Yiben, who was mortal — perhaps because he had the weakest presence among everyone — not because they couldn’t see him, but because compared to others present, Yiben was too ordinary, too mundane, posed no threat, couldn’t influence anything, thus no one cared.

Because no one cared about this mortal, Yiben’s subsequent actions didn’t even attract attention — their eyes remained fixated on the exposed corpses of “Yamanlana.”

Too familiar… too familiar.

Yiben silently thought in his heart, the feeling of being ignored was all too familiar.

He was just an ordinary person, someone who couldn’t affect anything, someone who wouldn’t be valued — since a long time ago, Yiben became accustomed to such looks.

Because of the habit, he was sensitive, with an almost superhuman intuitive sensitivity… Yiben reached out and retrieved something directly from the coffin.

Since no one noticed him, no one knew exactly what he retrieved from the coffin… or from the body of the Goddess within the coffin.

Perhaps the mysterious girl would know… when she closely inspected the Goddess’s body in the coffin.

“No wonder you don’t need me to kill the Princess to discern who is real or not, now it seems, they are all real.” The Lamp God sighed lightly at this moment.

It’s not truly reckless, just often too lazy to use its brain — mana could help it solve many issues requiring mental effort, gradually it became averse to thinking, but that doesn’t mean it couldn’t think.

Before becoming the Lamp God, it was once a Prince of a country, once the pride of the empire, no different from Her Royal Highness Princess Yamanlana in the hearts of the people in the City of the Sun.

The mysterious girl did not speak, did not look up, but the dangerous aura she brought to the Lamp God became even stronger.

The Lamp God, while remaining on guard, slowly said: “I have no idea about your so-called method of creating ‘containers,’ never even heard of it. But now it seems, if the body is made of sand, it cannot become a ‘container,’ right? Were these all ‘containers’ that died before? How many times have you experimented?”

Definitely more than once.

Otto always thought this was the final, the last, the last resort, whether successful or not depended on luck, depended on destinies. Now it seems, this was clearly not the case.

This result… perhaps has been performed many times.

Many “Yamanlana” ultimately came here, ultimately walked into the “door,” and then failed, which is why the mysterious girl said that the door on the right was just a possibility.

“Just count, and you’ll know, silly.” The mysterious girl suddenly lifted her head, revealing a hint of a smile.

The Lamp God turned his gaze back to those corpses… naturally wouldn’t bother to count them seriously, this motion was a deception, meant to lower the girl’s guard.

In the moment of looking back, the Lamp God made another move, but the mysterious girl seemed to have predicted it… she easily avoided it.

Easily, no longer in her previous awkward form… so easily.

“You?” The Lamp God couldn’t help but feel something suddenly became abnormal.

The girl giggled, saying, “After all, I was once the Goddess of Justice… representing justice, of course, I would fight evil, and thus naturally my skills would improve, isn’t that quite normal.”

The Lamp God’s response was — believe it and you’d be a ghost.

It felt that the mysterious girl’s power suddenly increased — not the enhancement of that terrifying aura, but the increase in power… just now.

The mysterious girl smiled slightly: “Seems after all these trials, finally there’s one that succeeded.”

With that, the mysterious girl glanced towards where the two “doors” were located… only to see, in the light and shadow of the door on the right, a silhouette gradually appeared.

Breathing, stopped at once.

It was Yamanlana who entered the right “door”, and Her Royal Highness the Princess was thrown into the left “door” by Yamanlana… as time slowly passed, when Yamanlana appeared in front of everyone, for some unknown reason, Otto suddenly had a feeling of closure.

But this feeling quickly disappeared, replaced by a deep suspicion — he was a very doubtful person.

Yamanlana walked out from the right “door,” even at this moment, there was a unique dark red mark on her forehead — before she went in, she didn’t have it, it might be the mark of becoming a “container.”

Perhaps.

At least among those corpses, on those faces whose features could be vaguely discerned, there was no such mark… it was a feather mark, an ostrich feather… a pair of open feathers, like wings, a symbol.

Ostrich feathers are generally regarded as a symbol of the “Goddess of Justice and Truth Maat,” in Ancient Egyptian mythology, the feather of “Maat” is the weight on the scale, used to weigh the heart of the deceased.

“Succeeded!” The mysterious girl exclaimed with joy at this moment, her smile radiant, “Years of waiting!”

The Lamp God suddenly felt something was wrong… the great danger it felt before entering the oasis descended upon it once more. But this time, it needed to fulfill the wishes of the Little Maid, and under the compulsion of the Magic Lamp, it could no longer utter words like leave quickly.

“Your Highness! Your Highness!” Arian saw Yamana coming out at this moment, without caring about anything else, she quickly walked forward… not knowing which is real, nor why there are so many corpses of her Highness, but this one walked out alive… as long as it’s her Highness!

“Your Highness, you’re okay! That’s great!” The little maid rushed in front of Yamana, about to reach out and hug her, “You scared me to death!”

“Careful!” But at this moment, the Lamp God suddenly shouted, turning into a red whirlwind and swirling upwards.

Arian couldn’t react for a moment, only feeling a huge force suddenly push her away… The Golden Armor bestowed upon her by the Lamp God seemed unable to resist, her mind went blank amidst being thrown back until something embraced her from behind.

It’s the Lamp God!

Safely landing, the little maid’s face turned slightly pale, she asked in terror, “Your Highness? I’m Arian… Your Highness?”

Yamana clearly heard, she looked towards the little maid… This was the look that Arian had never seen her Highness give her since childhood, strange enough to make her afraid.

Yamana slowly reached out her hand, seeming to claw at the Lamp God… The Lamp God’s enormous mana was instantly restrained, simultaneously suppressed by an immense invisible force.

The Lamp God was deeply shocked… It’s Divine Power! With powerful Divinity! Compared to it, the Divinity on the mysterious girl was like a firefly’s glow!

Fear gripped the Lamp God’s heart, it vaguely felt the terror of death… Its intuition told it, even it would die – die outside the Magic Lamp!

Having become a vitreous container, Yamana was already a special entity beyond its understanding!

“Your Highness! What happened to you, Your Highness!”

The mysterious girl walked up from beside Arian, laughingly said, “Stop calling, she’s no longer the Princess Yamanlana you knew… Her soul has completed, perfectly accommodating Its Soul.”

It!

Mr. Otto took a deep breath, he knew this It, Xie Jiatu had told him about it, this was the remnant soul existing within the Scales of Good and Evil, since it was fractured, it required patching up… The vitreous container could patch up It!

“It… is the Goddess of Justice?” Mr. Otto frowned, “No, the Goddess of Justice was sealed in the stone coffin… According to your explanation, the Goddess of Justice was deceived by her sister, the Goddess of Truth, I don’t believe the Goddess of Truth would leave her soul behind. You… You are the replica of the Goddess of Justice, inheriting part of the Goddess of Justice’s memory… Who exactly is It?”

“Take a guess.” The mysterious girl giggled, her body suddenly disappeared, when she reappeared, she already stood behind Mr. Otto, peeking her head from behind his.

“Hint: Does only the Goddess of Justice know about the Goddess of Justice?”

Mr. Otto instinctively swung a blade with reverse hand, yet the mysterious girl was lighter than dust. As the Black Blade swung, the flowing air already pushed her away… or perhaps she floated away herself.

As she floated away, the mysterious girl’s body disappeared again… When she appeared once more, she was already by Yamana’s side, reaching back to lightly embrace Yamana, caressing her cheek.

“Does only the Goddess of Justice know about the Goddess of Justice’s matters…” Mr. Otto took a deep breath, frowned, “You are… the Goddess of Truth? The corpse in the coffin is the Goddess of Truth?”

The mysterious girl shook her head, then laughed softly, “Wrong answer, as punishment… let’s take away one of your eyes.”

With a slight hook of the mysterious girl’s finger, Mr. Otto suddenly groaned in pain… The little maid Arian quickly looked, seeing Mr. Otto covering his right eye unknowingly.

His face streaming with blood!

At the same time, a eyeball had appeared in the mysterious girl’s palm… she crushed it without hesitation or pause.

“I’ve seen those who faced great storms and waves, yet can remain unfazed.” The mysterious girl admired, “I’ve read the interrogation records Xie Jiatu conducted on you, you’re more suited than the Pharaoh to be a king… In the new world, you will become a king.”

But Mr. Otto at this point was merely muttering, “Not the Goddess of Truth, nor the Goddess of Justice, who is it…”

He seemed to have entered a mental dead end, even caring nothing for losing his right eye nor the blood flowing out ferociously.

“It’s the Will of the Scale…” A ghostly voice sighed.

It was Xie Jiatu’s voice – the sound of Xie Jiatu, with the body of a jackal-headed human after deification… It slowly rose, appearing so weak that it might fall again at any moment.

But such a feeble form, it remained upright.

“The Scale?” Mr. Otto sharply turned to look.

At this moment, Xie Jiatu only looked at Yamana and the mysterious girl on the steps, “The Will of the Scale… Long ago, the Scale belonged to the Goddess Maat of Justice and Truth. Back then, when the goddesses of justice and truth were apart, they jointly held it… the matters of the two goddesses, the Scale naturally would know.”

“The Scale… the Scale… the Scale!” Mr. Otto suddenly seemed to have figured something out, “I see! I understand now… I understand what you want!”

“Oh?” The mysterious girl… the Will of the Scale looked at this immortal king with interest, seeming eager to know what he understood.

At this point, Mr. Otto took his hand from his right eye’s wound… His right eye was indeed gone, but the wound had stopped bleeding.

Mr. Otto’s face was notably pale, “You want freedom… to control yourself! Yamana, as the vitreous container, is a perfect vessel that accommodates the Goddess’s remnant soul, as well as your… tool!”

The Will of the Scale’s eyes narrowed, curiously asked, “Indeed not a wrong guess… How did you figure it out?”

Mr. Otto glanced casually at the Lamp God in the distance, calmly said, “Because long, long ago, I knew an idiot who wanted to obtain the Divine Artifact’s Power, but was bound by the Divine Artifact itself…”

“Otto!! Who are you calling an idiot!!” The Lamp God roared with fury, its hair danced wildly, its face twisted once more.

Arian’s mouth opened, suddenly the Lamp God didn’t seem as handsome…

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In the deepest part of the room filled with bones, a corpse already dried up halfway quietly leaned against the wall in the deepest part, sitting.

Numerous bones were pressed atop the corpse.

“It’s just you left now…”

The voice of Boss Luo.