Chapter 516: Journey Into Schiller's Past (Part 2)

Seeing that Schiller showed no intention of leaving the circle around him, Osiris finally said:

"...The balance, the key lies in the scale used for judgment! There is also the feather used to determine whether the judgment has passed. It is a token of a great existence..."

"I once made a deal with a mysterious being in the world. When I put feathers on the scale and the hearts of believers on the other end of the scale, if the heart is heavier than the feather, then he will usher in a new year. Death, and if his heart is lighter than a feather, death will not accept him and he will be resurrected."

Schiller understood what Orsis meant. Simply put, resurrection does not really bring a dead person back to life, but uses the power of the death of the five creation gods in Marvel.

As we all know, when everything in the Marvel world dies, it goes to the realm of death.

Orisis used the deal with death to intercept the souls of believers who were going to the kingdom of death on the way, and conducted a so-called trial. If the trial failed, the soul would continue to the kingdom of death, and the person would die. , but if the judgment passes, then the soul will be rejected by the kingdom of death, and being rejected by death means that he is still alive, so this person will come back to life.

In other words, the resurrected believers are not reborn, but have not died.

“I tell my followers that as long as they are pious enough and fight hard for me, they will have the opportunity to be reborn after death. In this way, they will be more courageous, fearless of death, and kill more on the battlefield. The enemy, this can make the mysterious being named Death happy, so we made a deal."

"And the so-called trial process is also the mysterious being judging whether my believer can create more deaths for him after his resurrection? If death thinks that the believer can do this, it will not accept his soul. Let him return to the world and cause more death."

Schiller nodded, indicating that he understood. This was not beyond his expectation. This is the case for anyone who makes a deal with death. The ultimate goal of death is just to have more death.

The same is true for the Hall of Valor owned by Asgard. Odin will only allow the most heroic warriors to enter the Hall of Valor, and the so-called most heroic warriors are those who kill the most enemies on the battlefield. After these people are resurrected, they will naturally Can bring more deaths.

"You made a deal with death, so why can all believers of the gods in the Egyptian pantheon be resurrected?" Schiller asked.

"I have no choice!" Osiris looked very desperate. He said: "After I completed the transaction, I discovered that not only did he want my believers to bring more deaths to him, but the entire Egyptian artifact was cursed by him. ! All believers in Egyptian gods will accept this kind of judgment!"

Schiller suddenly showed a smile, as if mocking, and said:

"I remember that the mythical story said that this trial process is to distinguish sinners from good people. The heart of sinners will be heavier than feathers, so they cannot be resurrected."

"But now it seems that it is precisely the sinner's heart that will be lighter than a feather, because death requires the most vicious sinner to bring more death to him..."

"It's really ironic, isn't it? It's just like the judgments in the mouths of all gods, dividing who are the bad guys and who are the good guys. But you are not human beings. Why do you think you have the right to set standards for good and bad humans?"

After Schiller, who was wearing a white coat uniform, finished speaking, he ignored Osiris who was torn to pieces by the swarming Schillers. He just turned around and walked back to the big ship anchored next to the oasis.

After opening the door curtain and walking into the house, the first thing Schiller saw was the scale on the table. There was indeed a feather on the other end of the scale, which looked very light, as if it would float with a light touch.

Schiller walked over and picked up the scale. At this moment, there were footsteps outside the door. He turned around and saw the fat hippopotamus goddess walking in. She didn't seem to realize that there was someone in the room. She exclaimed and then turned around. She wanted to go out, but Schiller stopped her.

"My Goddess, can you please do me a favor?"

"Of course, what are you going to do?" The Hippopotamus Goddess stepped forward and looked at Schiller and asked. Schiller said to her: "Since you have been the usher on this ship, you should know the process of the trial, right? Could you please carry out this process for me?"

The hippopotamus goddess widened her eyes and said, "Did I hear you correctly? Do you want to be judged? But why? You have already got this boat!"

"I'm just a little curious about this process. Could you please help me take out my heart and put it on the scale?"

"This..." The hippopotamus goddess hesitated for a moment, but looking at Schiller's firm eyes, she walked over and said, "Okay, this is not difficult."

As she spoke, she put her hand into Schiller's chest and grabbed it. A crystal-like heart appeared in her hand, and then he put the heart on the scale.

The Hippopotamus Goddess explained to Schiller: "Actually, I should take out as many hearts as there are of you and put them on the scale together. But judging from the current situation, if I do this, then Maybe I'll miss out on work for the next few thousand years, so..."

Schiller expressed his understanding, and then stared at the scale. Soon, his eyes widened in shock, because the tray containing his heart slowly rose up.

That's right, the feathers that seemed to be flying at any time actually pressed down the tray of the scale, making Schiller's heart rise.

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"Is this thing broken???" Schiller asked doubtfully.

Just when he wanted to go forward and knock on the scale, there were hurried footsteps outside the door. With a "pop", the door curtain was lifted, and Stark and Steve walked into the room one after another, and Kong Su, who sent them here, stood outside the door.

Schiller was surprised by the appearance of Stark and Steve. He didn't think that Stark and Steve would come here to find him. He thought that the two were outside, crying over his corpse.

However, after just a moment of surprise, Schiller ignored them. There was a more interesting toy in front of him, so of course he would choose to explore the secret of the scale first.

Schiller walked to the other side of the table and looked at the end of the heart that was raised high. He guessed that maybe because he was divided into many parts, his heart was not heavy enough, so he called two more personalities and asked the Hippo Goddess to take out their hearts and put them on the tray, but the tray did not move at all and had no intention of falling.

Schiller tried many combinations of personalities, some of which were too murderous, and some had never killed. Anyway, after exhausting various permutations and combinations, no combination could be heavier than the feather. In other words, no matter how to combine, Schiller can pass the trial and be resurrected.

Schiller sighed and found that following the rules did not work, so he planned to apply some external force, so he stretched out a hand and pressed down the tray with his heart. When he concentrated, he found that the tray was indeed loose and began to show signs of falling.

Schiller changed to a better posture. He took the scale to the edge of the table, then stretched out a hand, pressed hard on one end of the scale, and pressed it down hard.

In the dark, Schiller heard the metal making a teeth-grinding "creaking" sound. Just when he was finally going to make his heart heavier than the feather, he suddenly saw a pale and slender hand appear on the tray opposite the feather, and then began to press down the tray opposite.

Schiller opened his eyes wide. Seeing this situation, he gritted his teeth and continued to press down the tray on his side, and the hand also began to exert force to press down the tray on the feather side.

To put it another way, Schiller wanted to make his heart heavier than the feather so that he would not pass the trial, but the person on the other side insisted that he pass the trial.

After wrestling for a long time, Schiller finally couldn't hold on. He let go of his hand, and with a "bang", the tray with the feather fell directly on the table, and the tray with Schiller's heart was raised high, and the heart on the tray was thrown out directly.

Schiller panted and stared at the scale angrily. After coming to this world for so long, he really met an opponent?

So, regardless of the crazy looks from the others, he began to use various methods to try to push down this end of the scale.

At this point, the principle is no longer important, the main thing is to win.

Schiller was busy here for a long time, and Stark and Steve couldn't find a chance to intervene. They didn't even know what Schiller was doing.

Finally, Schiller, who had been busy for half a day, made no progress. He threw the tools in his hand aside in frustration, put his hands on his hips and looked at the scale and said: "Death, you are there, right?"

"To be honest, I didn't expect that you are so strong. If I hadn't brought the house here today, I would have let you know what unity is strength..."

"Forget it, can you come out for a while? I have something to talk to you about..."

"Death! Death! Are you there?! Answer me!"

Just as Schiller was yelling, Stark walked up and pressed Schiller's shoulders and said: "Schiller, calm down!"

"I know, I know, you have had a very bad experience, maybe you have a lot of regrets to make up for, but this method doesn't work..."

Stark sighed and said with some emotion: "In countless nights, I have also thought about how great it would be if I could master a way to resurrect my parents..."

"I even took practical actions for this. I began to look up all the information related to resurrection, even I want to make a time machine, go back to the day before they died, and keep them at home. "

"I think everyone has thought about this. When their loved ones leave them, they must think, if I can go back to the past, or if I can revive them, how great it would be..."

Stark covered his eyes with his other hand and said, "But I found that I lost more in the pursuit of this fantasy. I stayed up all night, made myself very haggard, started drinking, and reunited with them in hallucinations, but in the end, I got nothing..."

Stark looked into Schiller's eyes and said seriously:

"If you designed such a complicated and interlocking plan, and the final result is just to revive your parents, then I want to tell you..."

Stark's brown eyes were filled with golden light, and he said:

"The love and affection you once lacked, not only they can give you...we can also."

Schiller stared at Stark's eyes, he opened his mouth slightly, and then asked:

“Thank you, I’m touched, but…”

“What are you talking about?”