Egyptian Mythology: Daily Life of the Desert God

Hurrying back to the Temple of Love in the Holy City, Hathor looked solemn.

She covered the temple with her divine power, blocking out any prying eyes.

Then he stood in the temple and closed his eyes.

After a moment, a cracked white spider slowly appeared between Hathor's eyebrows!

If Seth were in the temple at this moment, he would be shocked when he saw this scene!

Because the white spider shadow that appeared between Hathor's eyebrows was exactly the same as the broken destiny power he had received!

After a while, Hathor opened his eyes, and the white spider shadow between his eyebrows disappeared.

"Sure enough, I was being assimilated, so I lost part of my memory!" Hathor's expression became more serious.

The only good thing is that he noticed something unusual.

Seth said in the letter he sent before falling asleep that he was going to sleep.

He personally delivered the letter to the city of Heliopolis, read it personally, and replied to it personally.

But, when asking Osiris.

These memories are gone.

No, more accurately transferred into Hathor's soul.

However, there was a trace of memory left in his soul that made him feel something was wrong.

Thereby peeking into Hathor's memory and confirming that his idea was correct.

"The power of the sun is difficult and terrifying!" Hathor said to himself: "Can't even the water of chaos offset it?"

"It seems the only one we can count on is Seth."

"Although I don't know what happened on Seth's side, it actually destroyed the authority of Broken Destiny."

"However, he must not be able to resist the temptation of the power of fate."

"I will definitely try my best to weave the power of destiny."

"When he succeeds, it will also be time for me to reap the rewards!"

After saying this, Hathor closed his eyes.

He quickly opened his eyes again.

She looked at the familiar temple and murmured: "Why did you fall asleep again?"

On the plain.

The waterweed tribe reached their allotted territory.

The entire tribe looked at the endless plains covered with plants around them. In addition to being shocked, they were still shocked!

Damses had just looked down at the land from mid-air.

It's the same as what the Son of God said.

Compared with other lands they saw, this land was one of the few that had a natural highland.

Next to the highlands are the strong tributaries of the Nile.

Perfect for building a tall city!

Damses summoned the top leaders of the tribe to discuss building the city on the spot.

The city had to be built, and the entire tribe needed a place to live.

Of course, in addition to building a city, you still need to train tribal warriors!

Once their good neighbor arrives, help them share their heavy luggage!

There was no disagreement among the top brass, not just because of Damses' presence.

Also, they are not stupid.

Understand that in a terrain like the plains with no obstacles and no natural dangers in the desert, if the tribe wants to survive, it must have a strong city!

Of course, before building a strong city, you must first build a desert temple and a sun temple.

As soon as the order was issued, the entire aquatic plant tribe quickly began to move in an orderly manner.

In the desert.

Qihou Oasis.

In a spacious courtyard in the center of the oasis.

Cleopatra sat in the courtyard under a grape trellis, lost in thought.

Qihou, who was wearing a golden skirt and a golden viseh, came back from outside and saw Cleopatra sitting under the grape trellis.

The green vines and purple grapes contrast with the innocence and purity of Cleopatra in a white dress!

He smiled and walked to the grape trellis.

The sound of footsteps brought Cleopatra back to her senses. She saw Qihou, but before she said anything,

He was pulled up by Qihou, held in his arms, and sat on the wide rattan stool under the grape trellis again.

"Did something good happen?" Cleopatra was keenly aware of Qihou's good mood and asked with a smile.

"My dear wife of the patriarch." Qihou said with a smile: "The fifth elder is dead."

Hearing this, Cleopatra suppressed her smile and said sadly: "I heard that the fifth elders handle tribal affairs fairly and justly."

"If he dies, who will take his place and share those difficult things for you?"

"Someone will help me share the burden, but there are no new fifth elders." Qihou fiddled with Cleopatra's hair and said with a smile: "There are too many elders, I plan to reduce a few."

"The matter of believing in the Desert God is all because of their obstruction."

“As a result, it was only fully implemented a few days ago.”

"Opat, you don't have to feel sad for him."

"I will feel sorry for you."

Cleopatra listened silently. She made no further comments, but nodded silently.

After becoming the clan leader, Qihou prefers others to obey.

It's just a pity for the fifth elder.

His ability to do things is very strong.

When attacking other tribes in the future, using him to manage the internal affairs will definitely make the tribe's inner stability as strong as iron.

Talk about attacking other tribes.

Cleopatra couldn't wait any longer.

There is no way, only the believers brought by the war can give her strength!

"Qihou." Cleopatra reached out and touched the grape leaves beside her and said, "What do you think the plain looks like?"

"It's almost like an oasis, except there's no desert." Qihou replied uncertainly.

He has lived in desert oases since he was a child and has never seen any plains.

I learned the basic information about Pingyuan from the Son of God.

"Without the desert, our city walls must be high and thick to ensure safety!" Cleopatra worried.

"Of course." Qihou nodded.

Cleopatra turned around, lay on Qihou's shoulder, and said: "It must take a long time to build a city wall like that."

“It would be great if God could help us build a city.”

"We just need to move in in a little over a year, that would be great."

After Qihou heard this, an idea came to his mind.

Cleopatra, who had already figured out Qihou's temper and logical thinking, stopped talking.

Waiting for Qihou to make the decision to relocate in advance.

And then there’s going to be a war!

Yellow Sand Temple.

Saiga simulated the process of weaving the spider's thread of fate.

He has all his own memories and naturally knows what the process is like.

However, the main body is the main god.

And he is a clone, and his strength is only comparable to that of the upper gods.

However, just using the undead to weave the threads of fate, the most important thing is the power of faith.

So he should be able to handle it.

As Saiga waits, night falls.

Then the god Ra left the underworld and returned to the city of Heliopolis to change to the ten thousand year ship.

Then he took the unchanging process of killing Apep with the two main gods.

At the right time, Saiga left the temple and went to the underworld.

One solar hour later, he reached the River Styx.

Sobek was still soaking in the River Styx, and a third unlucky crocodile appeared next to him.