Journey through the Worlds from the Wilderness

Chapter 646
Horus' anxious shouts echoed in the temple, passing by the shining pure white statue, but did not receive any response, as if it was just a cold sculpture.

Hathor withdrew his gaze in disappointment, and then seemed to have made some decision in his golden eyes, stepped forward a few steps, and lowered his voice in front of the statue: "That mortal is about to die, he came to ask for your help, and I must Help him. If you don't respond, then I'll take you to acquiesce."

She is undoubtedly very smart, using the other party to know that she is the god of love for all life and even the dead in the world, and this is the temple of the other party, mortal believers come to pray for help, and the gods should show divine light to help Horus .

And even if the other party refuses, they must respond. At that time, as long as this mortal is smart enough, he can naturally achieve the purpose of coming here. After all, the glory of God is not just a title, especially when facing mortals. At times, it is even more necessary to give appropriate gifts.

Horus lost his eyes, so his ears were particularly sharp. Hearing Hathor's words, he followed the sound and walked up to say something.

Hathor glared at Horus, his eyes hit the blindfolded black cloth, he was startled for a moment, then he reacted and said in a low voice: "Stand there!"

Horus frowned upon hearing this, and when he was about to speak, Baker, who was lying on his back, grabbed his palm hard and whispered weakly.

Seeing this, Hathor was relieved. She knew Horus's character too well. She was arrogant, stubborn, and persistent. Even though she was down and down and calmer than before, she was still just a young boy, reckless and paranoid. She was deeply afraid that Horus would accidentally cause other troubles.

Fortunately, the situation did not develop in that direction, so she glanced at the dying mortal with great interest, and then turned to look at the pure white ice-cold idol instead of nostalgia.

At this moment, all her attention is on the statue.

A moment later, a layer of pure white light floated on the surface of the statue, and the light became stronger and stronger, gradually turning golden, exuding a warm and bright atmosphere, but it was not dazzling at all, just like... sunshine?
"Grandpa?" Horus couldn't help calling out.

"Huh?" Baker was already on the verge of death, but he raised his head when he heard the sound, his pale face was filled with confusion, and he asked in doubt, "Grandpa?!"

At this moment, the divine light flowed and gathered in the open space in front of the statue, before it took shape, laughter came out: "Don't call me such a nonsense, and besides, are you several hundred years old?"

The divine light condensed into a human form, and then the light converged, revealing a handsome young man with a smile on his mouth and warm eyes.

"You... what's going on?" Horus said a little excitedly, "How do you have the power of the sun god?"

The power of the sun god?

When Hathor heard this, he narrowed his eyes and thought: Is that the deal?

Baker, on the other hand, looked confused, looking at the existence of this god who is revered as the God of God, his heart is really different.

Of course, he is just a mortal, and he can't feel any divine power that belongs to him. His emotion is purely superficial, referring to the fact that the appearance of the god in front of him is different, and in his opinion, it is so weird. Appearance, but I can't help but feel a sense of harmony in my heart, as if it should be like this, natural and perfect, in line with the aesthetics of everyone, and I can't pick out the slightest flaw.

Gao Feng glanced at Horus and Baker. When they set foot on this land, he already knew it. Naturally, there was nothing surprising. It can only be said that the inertia of the plot is strong, even if he delayed the emergence of Seth’s brutal rule Time still cannot change the fateful meeting of two men.

Hathor met the slightly playful gaze, and felt a little flustered in her heart, but then she showed a charming smile, tilted her head, and retreated to the side, with a cute appearance of not talking too much.

Gao Feng gave her a funny look, and then lightly dismissed it, not blaming her for causing trouble for him.

"Although I have lost my eyes, my perception is stronger." He seemed not to notice the solemn look on Horus's frown, and said with a smile: "Yes, this is the power of the sun, I got it from the deal with Ra. "

Having said that, he paused for a moment, his eyes became strange, and he continued in an almost emotional tone: "I proposed this deal, but before that, I thought it would be very difficult to achieve it. "

As he spoke, he showed that look again.

Horus's perception was indeed much stronger than before, and he felt uncomfortable being looked at like this, so he asked with force: "What do you mean?"

Gao Feng sighed and said, "Have you not seen the Sun God for a long time?"

Horus couldn't understand, and asked irritably, "What does this have to do with you?"

Gao Feng didn't care about his bad attitude, he raised his head, his eyes seemed to penetrate the dome of the temple, and cast his eyes towards the sky, and said, "Do you know that the sun god is old and tired."

Horus was taken aback when he heard the words, not knowing how to respond for a moment.

At this moment, a weak voice broke his confusion.

"Well, I think I'm dying."

It was Baker who spoke out, this mortal who took risks with good intentions, his face was pale at the moment, and even so, he still managed to smile, and his weak tone had a hint of a joke.

Horus sensed that Baker would disappear at any moment, and panicked in his heart. He didn't care about things, and he was a little dry. He was obviously not used to it and prayed: "God of the gods, please, save this mortal... save Baker!" !"

Baker, who was put on the ground, heard this and reluctantly raised his head to look at Horus. This was the first time he heard the other party call his name instead of a mortal.

He smiled gratifiedly, and his consciousness became more and more blurred, as if he was gradually sinking into the bottom of the lake, and the lake water began to freeze again...

"It can still be rescued."

In the drowsiness, a gentle and relaxed word came, and in an instant, in his last blurred vision, a horrified sword light suddenly burst out!
"Night Sky Knife."

The shattered scene of the underworld dissipated in the temple, with Anubis screaming sharply, Gao Feng played with the knife in his hand a few times, and explained calmly: "I met a goddess of death before, but unfortunately she likes to use swords, and I prefer knives."

Horus, who couldn't witness the scene just now, was baffled, but Hathor, who was on the sidelines, gasped.

One likes swords, the other likes knives, and now the one who likes swords is a knife, so what will happen to the one who likes swords?

At this time, Baker's eyes widened suddenly, like a thirsty fish returning to the water again, he stood up suddenly, panting with lingering fear.

(End of this chapter)