What?! My anime figurines have all come true!

As for why so many people have fallen victim to this, we should ask our ancestors who went to Egypt to tinker with cultural relics in the last century and the century before that, especially our own 'Muggle' grandfather who went on Napoleon's expedition to Egypt.

"This is really..."

Thinking of this, the Black Queen couldn't help but sigh.

Looking at the other hand, the bruises from Shiki Eiki's repentance stick are still there, which can also be considered a kind of brand.

'Two death gods from the underworlds, China and Egypt, are simultaneously serving (marking) me—what a blessing!'

Even the Black Queen, who had been on the verge of death since childhood due to her research into dark magic, couldn't help but feel a sense of relief that bordered on despair (laughing in exasperation), and was somewhat tempted to make a move.

Although her body, ravaged by dark magic, could not regain its youth, she, as a woman, still cared about her appearance and hoped to look presentable before she died.

Chapter 129 The Red Queen's End

However, she couldn't just lie there and wait to die. That would be too undignified for the Black Queen. Although she didn't necessarily need to die surrounded by people, she didn't want to end up like the Red Queen, lying on the roadside in a sorry state, dying somewhere unknown.

If they want to make a final stand, besides the evil village that has gone out of control due to the black magic they gave it, they can only return to their homeland of Europe to find a more powerful being who can resist the death power of the two major pantheons of China and Egypt.

Although it may sound like a fantasy, with mythical resurgences occurring all over the world, we might actually find something!

"Joker, I want to..."

"No, don't think about anything."

Before she could finish speaking, the Joker interrupted her as if he had been stressed.

"..."

It seems that no action can be taken in the short term.

However, it's still possible to find clues through old friends. For now, let's follow Joker's suggestion and stay calm for a while.

While the Poker Organization, from top to bottom, completely shut itself out of everything else and buried itself in its own world, the Red Queen, who had already been declared 'dead,' was still barely clinging to life within the Egyptian pantheon.

All the cadres around her had been wiped out, leaving her all alone, struggling to move forward in the cold desert. Her fashionable and elegant red clothes were already tattered and torn, as if she had been splashed with molten iron at close range.

"Damn it, what is that...? What is that?!"

The Red Queen lost her footing and fell onto the sand dune. Finally, she broke down, yelling repeatedly, "What is that?" as if she had seen something she could not understand at all.

At the same time, the culprit who caused her to become like this flashed through her mind—Cleopatra, a mysterious woman dressed in modern fashion who called herself 'Cleopatra'!

[I am Cleopatra VII, the last Pharaoh, a devoted father! You blasphemers! Kneel down now, confess your sins to the sun, and then commit suicide!]

With this declaration, the sphinxes and mummies, who were under the woman's command, attacked them in an organized manner, completely different from their previous rampage like a pack of beasts.

If it weren't for his subordinates fighting desperately to stop that woman, he might already be dead!

"Cleopatra VII...the Queen of Egypt? Isn't that someone from two thousand years ago?! Why, why is she appearing in reality alive? Is that really her?!"

The Red Queen could hardly believe it.

Wasn't Cleopatra, the Queen of Egypt in history, a woman renowned for her wisdom and leadership?

But the woman who called herself 'Cleopatra' immediately delivered a powerful flying kick, shattering the magic she had unleashed. The light emanating from her hair was as terrifying as a bomb, instantly causing heavy losses to the lower-ranking officers.

Is that dandruff?

It's definitely dandruff!

Although I mentally used "dandruff" to belittle the other party's self-proclaimed "glamorous and dazzling" attack in an attempt to comfort my own disheveled state, I then thought that it would be even more shameful for me to be so disheveled by the "dandruff" attack.

"Anyway, I've gotten rid of her for now... Ouch—that hurts! Why is this 'mark' suddenly so hot?!"

Just as the Red Queen got up again to continue her escape, the Eye of Horus on her hand suddenly lit up and stung so much that she almost cried out.

With a wince of pain, she raised her hand and glanced at the gleaming brand. Suddenly, the Red Queen noticed a light source in the distance, and her pupils constricted sharply.

"That's... an ancient Egyptian temple?"

Surrounded by several radiant pyramids, it is a colossal temple with an area almost equivalent to a modern town, and on either side of the entrance are two giant jackal statues in the same style as the Sphinx.

This seems to indicate that this is a temple dedicated to Anubis, the Egyptian god of death!

"No, no! I have to get away from there... otherwise, I'll die!"

The Red Queen took two steps back in fear, but the price she paid was that the brand on her hand became even hotter and more painful.

"Aaaaaah...!!! This, this mark! Does it mean I have to go to the temple? If I don't go, I'll be in so much pain!"

Even if she blocks out the physical pain, it's useless, because it's a mark imprinted on the soul level, affecting not only the body but also the soul!

Either die from the pain, or follow the guidance of the brand and go to the Temple of Anubis to take a gamble.

She had no choice at all!

In despair, the Red Queen could only drag her injured body step by step toward the temple. The mummies and sphinxes around the temple were all of the highest quality. Even without having fought them, you could tell from their appearance how terrifyingly powerful they were.

But they did not attack the Red Queen, the marked blasphemer, because someone else was judging her.

After entering the temple through the gate, the Red Queen simply kept her head down, showing no interest in looking at the engraved images on the walls on both sides of the avenue, and thus walked into the largest ancient Egyptian temple in the very center.

In the eyes of the Red Queen, this place was like a mysterious space in the universe. The flowing water on both sides and the ceiling seemed to be the night sky that had been torn down from the universe and placed here.

There are also three Sphinx cubs whose bodies are made of stars, frolicking and playing in this strange and terrifying cosmic temple, as if this were their bedroom.

On a distant high platform stood a woman with an unusual posture. She had extremely long white hair, but it was stained with blood-red dark power. She wore a slender headdress like a jackal, and her bright golden eyes contained terrifying divine power. Most of her body was made of starlight and wrapped in black and brown bandages like a mummy.

Buzz————

"Ha...haha...yes, that's how it is...what has revived on this land...is not a remnant of ancient power...but the god himself...the god of death—Anubis!"

The Red Queen's feelings at this moment were just like when she first learned that Shiki Eiki was also Chen Xiao's backer—utter despair.

The reason she was so arrogant in wanting to seize the power of the gods was because in the past two thousand years, the mystery of ancient Egypt has been completely lost, almost entirely taken over by God and the Green Green.

Even if the ancient, dormant power is stimulated and awakened, how much power will be left?

However, things didn't go as she expected...

"The scales are in my hands, and after that, the underworld."

At this moment, the avatar of Anubis on the high platform raised his hand, and the surrounding space suddenly changed into a vast and boundless Judgment Domain. Behind Nitocris Alter, a huge statue of Anubis appeared.

Of course, this was not because she used her Noble Phantasm. In this place, Nitocris Alter did not need to release her true name to directly judge the Red Queen, who was guilty, and place her heart on the scales.

Reciting these lines is just a routine matter.

"Come, now is the time to judge the sins of you who blaspheme the dead!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a bloody heart appeared on the scales, and the Red Queen felt an emptiness in her chest, unable to feel her heartbeat any longer.

"My...my heart...ah..."

Although her body surface remains intact, she has indeed lost her 'heart'.

Click!

The heart, burdened with countless sins, naturally caused one side of the scale to tip to the bottom.

"guilty!"

As Nitocris Alter's cold judgment fell, the heart placed on the scales instantly ignited with azure soul fire, the flames surging from the Red Queen's chest and burning her body to ashes in an instant.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

As for her sinful soul, like the other dead members of the Poker Organization, it became nourishment for this realm.

Chapter 130 The Story of Nitocris

The Red Queen is dead.

Just as the Black Queen had imagined, she was judged and killed by the gods in a place unknown to everyone.

Not only does the physical body perish completely, but the soul is also used as nourishment until only a glimmer of light remains before it can enter the cycle of reincarnation.

Even if others find out, probably no one except the poker organization will feel sorry for her death; they might even pop champagne in celebration.

After all, during the time when the Red Queen was in charge, the Poker Organization, if not infamous, certainly didn't have a good reputation.

However, although the sky in the divine realm and the sky in reality were connected, the sandstorm that covered the entire area still did not dissipate, and people outside could not get in, and people inside could not get out.

"It seems we have no choice but to go and find that deity."

Philon sighed softly as he gazed at the starry sky.

The relaxed expressions on the faces of Li Youan and others, who had already made contact with UN representatives, turned serious.

With internal and external communication issues resolved, the most important question now is how to rescue the trapped personnel.

Now Philon has given the answer.

Go and fight the local Egyptian gods!

But things...

Is it really that simple?

"Are we really going to fight the gods here?"

Starlight Woman asked a question with some fear.

Aside from people from China, people from other countries generally grow up in religious societies, and the God they perceive is completely different from the God perceived by people from China.

To them, God was the supreme being.

Even if the other party is not the God they believe in.

That's not something a human being can offend!

"That's the only way. But the good news is that the god wasn't angry because I restored the sky to its original state, which means there's room for negotiation."

Philon's words offered some comfort to everyone.

After all, the sky is still calm and nothing has happened. If this were in some movies, Phyllenhaal might have shattered the sky, and then a giant human face would appear on the horizon, angrily hurling threats at everyone.

"So what should we do now?"

Li Youan asked Philon.

"You can wait in the nearby towns; we will handle the negotiations with the gods."

"this……!"

Upon hearing Philon's words, not only Li Youan, but also the other superhumans showed expressions of disapproval.

Although they knew they couldn't defeat the gods, they couldn't live with themselves or their consciences if they were to sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labor like salted fish!

Furthermore, they also need information about the situation within the divine realm and why the Egyptian gods have been revived. If they don't go, they might never know. Even if it means death, they must pass on the information to the high-ranking officials of various countries.

Just then, the sky was breached and external signals were restored, so they all turned on their live recording equipment.

"With our strength, we can be of some help. Please allow us to lend you a hand!"

Li Youan said sincerely.

"This……"

Filon looked troubled, then reached into the pocket of her long dress and pulled out a purple-cased cell phone in front of everyone, dialing a number.

Everyone: ...

A magician dressed in classical attire, holding a wooden staff, casually pulls out a cell phone to make a call.

This scene looks a bit out of place, doesn't it?

However, they couldn't hear what was said on the other end of the phone, even with their superhuman hearing; it was probably blocked by some kind of ability.

"Is that okay? Okay, I understand..."

After hanging up the phone, Philon nodded to everyone.

"You may follow us to the temple, but please remember not to leave the group and act on your own."

Everyone nodded solemnly upon hearing this; they would never do something like this, a scene that only appears in mindless movies.

Afterwards, they followed Philon back to the town where the local tyrant Larry lived, borrowed several cars from Larry, and drove everyone to the location Philon had pointed out on the map.

Soon the road ahead became impassable, leaving only a stretch of yellow sand, forcing them to get out of the vehicle and walk.

Not far ahead, three people had been waiting for a long time: Gin Sanewa, Morgana, and Sister Asia.

"Sister Philen! Here! Here!"