"It is I, paying homage to you, great Ennead Osiris!" Dihuo bowed deeply, his right hand on his chest, bowing to the statue before him: "For you... I have offered a sacrifice, the murderer who killed Anubis!"
In his left hand, he still held that small porcelain bottle.
The molten lava on the scale was deadly silent, it seemed that Chen Xiaolian had given up on struggling and resisting.
"From his body, I smelled the fresh blood of Anubis! His soul became heavier due to sin, causing the Feather of Truth on the other side of the scale to rise!" A deep and dignified voice came from the statue of Osiris: "Indeed, he has offended the dignity of the gods, and he shall be devoured by Ammit!"
"It is my honor to serve you!" Dihuo bowed deeply again.
"Then, as a reward for your reverence towards the gods, I, Osiris, as one of the Ennead, the Underworld King, grant you the right to immortality! As long as your soul's fire still burns, you will never perish!"