Arthur Harrow stopped less than three meters away from Steven Grant, quietly waiting for his answer.
“Okay…”
Steven Grant glanced at the enemies fanned out in front of him, deliberately feigning a helpless compromise, and said:
“You’re right, Khonsu is currently sealed, and I really don’t need to die here for him.”
Because when searching for clues to the tomb containing Ammit’s Ushabti a few days ago, they needed to recreate the night sky from two thousand years ago to match the coordinates on the constellation map they found.
So, Khonsu, eager for revenge, ignored the warnings of the Ennead and once again violated the rules by using his divine power. Together with Steven Grant, who had transformed into Mr. Knight, they jointly mobilized the night sky above Egypt, successfully restoring it to two thousand years ago and precisely locating the tomb.
However, Khonsu’s consciousness and power were sealed into the Ushabti by the agents of the gods because he once again changed the sky of Egypt.
Therefore, neither Steven Grant nor Marc Spector currently possesses the power of Khonshu and cannot transform.
Otherwise, “they” would definitely not be standing here talking nicely like this… they would probably have started fighting long ago.
Arthur Harrow clearly sensed something, a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes, but he still pretended to be nonchalant and nodded to one of his men beside him.
The man immediately understood and walked towards Steven Grant, wanting to take back the Ushabti in his hand.
“Here you go…”
Steven Grant pretended to hand the Ushabti to the man, and took advantage of the moment when the man lowered his gun to suddenly switch personalities, replacing himself with Marc Spector, who was skilled in combat.
But just as the latter was about to seize the gun and take the believer hostage, Arthur Harrow decisively pulled the trigger, and a series of gunshots rang out suddenly.
Bang bang bang—
Three bullets accurately hit Marc Spector’s chest, blood splattered everywhere, and his body crashed heavily to the ground after a brief pause.
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“Marc, Steven, and the other soul in this body, I’m sorry, it seems you made the wrong choice.”
“But sometimes only cold death can allow us to see reality more clearly…”
Arthur Harrow’s subordinate took Ammit’s Ushabti from the corpse, and the former took it and slowly walked towards the high platform where the golden sarcophagus was placed, and said to the group of believers kneeling devoutly below:
“So, who wants to go with me to the place where the gods sleep, to release our god… to save this world?!”
Although Ammit’s Ushabti had been found, the sealed Ammit’s power and consciousness could not be released unless it was broken in the designated location.
And that designated location was naturally… the chamber inside the Great Pyramid of Giza specifically used for holding the Ennead’s meetings—the Court of the Gods.
That was the only link between the Celestial Heliopolis and Earth, known as the Golden Bridge of the Path of the Gods!!
Only by breaking this Ushabti there could Ammit be completely freed.
However.
No one knew that what Arthur Harrow wanted now was far more than just releasing the evil god Ammit.
As the most devout follower of Tzeentch, he wanted to help his master complete a great test.
If the experiment succeeded, then the entire Egyptian pantheon… no, all the pantheons would begin to move towards destruction from that moment on.
And Ammit was merely a tool used by Arthur Harrow.
Simply put… he was borrowing Ammit’s power to do Tzeentch’s bidding!!
“We are willing to offer our lives for Lord Ammit,” the believers echoed in unison.
“Very good.” Arthur Harrow nodded in satisfaction, and then led everyone out of the tomb and headed to the Great Pyramid of Giza.
After everyone left, a distraught figure walked out from the shadows, it was Marc Spector’s wife, Layla El-Faouly.
“Marc, don’t scare me, wake up quickly.”
Layla El-Faouly hugged her husband’s body and cried bitterly, “Don’t leave me here alone, you bastard, wake up quickly!!”
“Layla?”
At this moment, Marc Spector, who had originally died, suddenly “came back to life,” and said with his eyes closed:
“Something is wrong, Marc’s soul is gone… no, to be precise, all three personalities in his body are gone.”
“Ah!!!”
Layla El-Faouly was immediately frightened by this bizarre scene, and quickly hid behind the golden sarcophagus, poking her head out and asking in a trembling voice: “You… who are you?”
She asked this because the voice that came from Marc Spector’s mouth was actually a woman’s voice.
Could it be that there was another unknown female personality in Marc’s body?
But… he was already dead?!!
How could a dead person speak?
“Don’t be afraid, I am Taweret, the goddess of childbirth and fertility, and I am currently possessing the dead Marc to speak with you, understand?”
‘Taweret’ briefly explained, then went straight to the point.
“Listen, I don’t know what went wrong, but Marc and the other two personalities’ souls did not appear in the Duat after death, which is obviously very abnormal.”
“So, to understand what happened to them, you must first release Khonsu, maybe he has a way to resurrect Marc?”
“Wait a minute?”
Layla El-Faouly walked out from behind the golden sarcophagus and asked somewhat uncertainly: “What do you mean by resurrect? Could it be that Marc he…”
Before she could finish speaking, ‘Taweret’ interrupted: “That’s right, Marc is Khonsu’s avatar… or rather, the agent in your human terms, so Khonsu should have a way to resurrect him.”
“Then… what do I have to do?” Layla El-Faouly asked without hesitation.
“It’s very simple, you have to find and break Khonsu’s Ushabti inside the Court of the Gods in the Great Pyramid of Giza, and he will be released from the seal.”
“But to do this, you probably can’t rely on your own power alone. You must have extraordinary power to make it foolproof, so you better become my avatar now… that is, an agent!”
Finally, ‘Taweret’ didn’t forget to add a compliment, “Marc has praised you a lot before, and your body is very compatible with my power.”
“No, I want to rely on my own strength.”
Layla El-Faouly shook her head firmly.
The various abnormalities that had occurred on her husband Marc Spector made her not trust these so-called gods at all.
In her opinion, the gods were just the source of evil that only enslaved humans and brought about slaughter, the real culprit that directly led to her husband’s death!
“Listen Layla, I know what you’re thinking.”
‘Taweret’ patiently persuaded: “Arthur Harrow can use Ammit’s power through that blessed staff, and with so many followers, he is far more powerful than the agents of other gods. You absolutely cannot defeat him with your own strength alone.”
Layla El-Faouly immediately fell silent.
Without a doubt, ‘Taweret’ was right.
Even the battle-hardened Marc had died at the hands of the other party, let alone her, a weak woman.
“Okay, but I’m temporarily acting as your agent.”
Layla El-Faouly finally reluctantly chose to compromise. She needed power now to ‘resurrect’ her lover.
“Wow, that’s great, if your father could hear this news, he would be overjoyed.” ‘Taweret’ said somewhat excitedly.
“Wait, you know my father?”
“That’s right, after he died, I personally took him to the Field of Reeds… but now is not a good time to talk about this topic, any later and you might not be able to catch up with Harrow and the others.”
‘Taweret’ pinched her chin, put on a thinker’s look, snapped her fingers after a moment, and said excitedly:
“I suddenly thought of a gorgeous battle suit that might help you.”
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Whoosh—
With the completion of the Agent Contract, the next second, under the infusion of divine power, Layla El-Faouly’s clothes instantly transformed into a battle suit with golden wings.
“Congratulations Layla, from now on, you are the Scarlet Scarab!!”
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Soon.
Arthur Harrow led a group of subordinates by car to the front of the Great Pyramid of Giza.
Without receiving a divine summons, to enter the inner Court of the Gods, one could only rely on brute force to open a passage from the outside.
After successfully climbing to a height of about one hundred meters, Arthur Harrow raised his hand to dismiss his subordinates, and then raised the double-headed crocodile staff in his hand.
Bang—
The staff containing Ammit’s divine power slammed heavily on the ground, and an invisible wave swept out.
Whirr—
Giant stones weighing hundreds of tons began to move to both sides, and soon a deep passage leading directly to the inner Court of the Gods was revealed in front of everyone.
At this time.
Inside the Court of the Gods, five figures walked out from different tunnels one after another, it was the five agents of the New Ennead.
“What’s going on, why is there a commotion outside?” The agent of Osiris, the god of the underworld, was the first to speak in shock.
“Did your gods also sense the anomaly here?”
The agent of Horus, the god of vengeance, was also puzzled.
Almost as soon as the anomaly occurred outside the Great Pyramid of Giza, they immediately felt the summons of their respective gods and came here directly.
“This time is unusual, someone is trying to release Ammit.” The agent of Hathor, the goddess of love and beauty, who was the only one who knew the situation, said with a solemn expression.
“Are you talking about Arthur Harrow?”
The agent of Horus reacted earlier and asked in confusion: “But why would he do this?”
However, before the agents could figure out the situation, a huge gap had already cracked in the opposite wall, and then Arthur Harrow led a group of armed subordinates out of the dark passage.
“Tsk tsk, my loyal believers, you absolutely cannot imagine what the gods are hiding from humans here…”
Facing the five fully armed agents, Arthur Harrow said calmly:
“I advise you all not to interfere with my actions. You are judges, not warriors. There is no need to risk your lives for reckless actions!!”
“Shut up, you dare to disobey the judgment of the gods, this is the greatest blasphemy against the Ennead.”
The agent of Osiris, the god of the underworld, directly attacked without saying a word, launching a silver-white beam of divine power from his palm towards Arthur Harrow and the others, but it was immediately blocked by the latter using divine power.
“Overestimating yourself.”
A mocking look appeared on Arthur Harrow’s face, and a blue Tzeentch rune suddenly appeared on his forehead at this time.
Buzz—
A vast blue psychic energy swept out from his body.
Time seemed to be frozen in place at this moment.
The movements of the agents opposite who were impacted by this vast psychic energy instantly stopped.
But not completely stopped.
But in an infinitely nearly stopped slow state!
The group of subordinates behind Arthur Harrow were naturally no exception.
The “time flow” in the entire Court of the Gods was as if someone had pressed the pause button, and it was strangely frozen in the previous second.
People in this space could still feel the things happening outside, but their bodies could not move at all.
That’s right, Arthur Harrow was using the Tzeentch magic—Time Stop!!
With the help of Ammit’s power, Arthur Harrow could at least freeze the five agents for about five seconds.
Although it seemed short, it was enough for him to counterattack.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—
Five brightly colored psychic energy arrows instantly hit the bodies of the five agents opposite, and after the Time Stop ended, they twisted the bodies of the five agents into piles of indescribable disgusting flesh with disgusting and uncontrollable mutations in the blink of an eye.
Bolt of Change—another advanced psychic energy spell in Tzeentch magic, which is most suitable for dealing with the agents of gods.
Because even the power of the gods cannot resist these uncontrollable mutations!!
“I said, we didn’t have to make it like this… this is all your own fault.”
Arthur Harrow slowly put down his staff, took Ammit’s Ushabti from his subordinate, and then slammed it heavily on the ground.
