"This is impossible!"

The goddess of love Hathor was extremely excited. She was so emotional that she stood up from her seat, her eyes wide open and her face full of disbelief.

"Hathor!"

Isis looked at the god of love with a hint of dissatisfaction on his face and said, "You can't always protect Kongsu just because of your past friendship with him."

Isis cast her eyes towards Kongsu below, and said slowly and firmly, "Kongsu has a violent temper. As far as I know, this is not the first time something like this has happened. Harrow once mentioned that when he was bewitched by Kongsu to become his agent, the method Kongsu used to force humans to confess was extremely cruel and brutal."

Hearing this, Hathor couldn't help but frowned: "How can this be compared?"

"Of course not!"

Osiris motioned for Hallo to come forward. His expression was extremely serious, and he said solemnly: "If a conflict breaks out between the agents, it will no longer be an ordinary quarrel between mortals, but a declaration of war between the two gods behind them."

"No! He's lying! I didn't do anything to him!!"

Kong Su argued loudly and excitedly: "Haro is clearly acting, can't you see that? He looks so pitiful, it's obvious that he is just pretending!"

"Let Harrow speak! We want to hear what he has to say."

Horus, who couldn't bear to watch it any longer, ignored Kong Su's explanation and turned his gaze directly to Haro.

Harrow pursed his lips, his body trembling slightly, looked at Kong Su with fear in his eyes, and then began to accuse Kong Su of his atrocities.

"Kong Su was the one who instigated all this! He was the one who had me imprisoned! They locked me up in a dark house, and seven or eight people took turns to torture me... inhumanely!"

At this point, Haro seemed to recall that painful experience, and he closed his eyes involuntarily and took two deep breaths, but he did not continue to finish what he had just said, leaving it to the gods present to endlessly "imagine".

The gods looked at each other, their hearts filled with confusion and shock.

The looks that some gods cast at Kong Su seemed a little weird no matter how you looked at them.

Other gods: Seven or eight people, taking turns!

hiss----

When Mark, Navilet and Seno heard what Haro said, they looked at Haro with strange eyes.

This is probably the so-called art of language. In order to achieve the goal, one can use any means, even his own reputation. It is no wonder that Kong Su almost fell into the hands of a despicable villain like Harrow.

Before Haro finished speaking, his voice had become hoarse and his tone was a little intermittent, but he still insisted on continuing: "If the court passage had not suddenly appeared, they would have had to let me go. Otherwise, I really don't know how I would have been tortured by those people!"

His tone was full of fear and despair, as if he had just experienced a terrible nightmare.

"Bullshit! This is simply alarmist!!!"

Even if Kong Su was a thick-skinned man, he could see that Haro's accusation had caused other gods to doubt certain aspects of him. He flew into a rage, pointed at Haro's nose and asked loudly, "Why were you locked up? You know it very well!"

Kong Su's words made Harrow find the loophole in his words, and he quickly continued:

"Look! Everyone! Kong Su admitted it himself!"

"you!"

Kong Su's emotional fluctuations directly affected Mark's physical performance like a violent storm. His chest kept rising and falling, he was breathing heavily like a bellows, his heart was beating so fast that it seemed like it was going to jump out of his throat, veins on his forehead were exposed, and his body even began to tremble uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Navillaette on his left put his hand on Mark's shoulder and pressed down.

"calm."

The possessed Kong Su gritted his teeth. He tried to control himself, but the feeling of being fooled by Harrow was still like a volcano that could not be dissipated.

"Let's get to the point!"

Hearing Osiris' words, Kongsu immediately shouted to Haro, "Are you trying to release Amit from the tomb?"

Faced with such a harsh question from Kongsu, Haro could not help but frown, but he quickly responded: "I am in the desert. If even looking at the sand is considered a crime, then there are probably many times more sinners in this desert than in the Nile River."

"Humph, ever since Kong Su used sweet words to trick me into serving him, he has been deliberately looking for the location of Amit's tomb. However, I was imprisoned by him this time because I accidentally discovered that he had secretly hidden the compass that recorded the specific location of Amit's tomb - the golden scarab!"

After hearing this, Kong Su glared at Haro fiercely.

At this moment, even Navilette and Senor, who were standing by, had to admire Haro's profound ability to turn the tables.

But Haro did not intend to give up, and continued to deliver his so-called speech passionately: "Kongsu has been blinded by jealousy and paranoia, he..."

"Nonsense! You are full of lies! It is you who want to get the golden scarab!"

Kong Su was so enraged by Haro's shameless behavior that his hair stood on end.

The increasing pressure that Villette put on Mark's shoulders could not calm Kong Su down.

"You can't listen to this tainted god."

Harrow sneered: "Kongsu is mentally ill, and his servants are also abnormal."

Hathor, the goddess of love, frowned and asked suspiciously, "What do you mean?"

Harrow: "His name on the marriage certificate is Mark Spector..."

Kong Su: "Liar!!"

Things are developing unfavorably for Kong Su, as Steven's existence is a taboo for Mark as the agent of the Moon Goddess.

"But the name on his work record is Steve Grant!" Harrow shouted, his voice deafening. "I've also seen him talking to himself... threatening himself. I really don't know how many personalities he has..."

Mark only felt a surge of hot blood in his chest rushing up his throat, and then Kong Su's voice burst out like a roar:

“Shut up! Shut up!!”

Harrow looked at Mark with eyes full of pity and ridicule as if he was looking at a poor ant.

He turned to the other gods and said coldly: "He is just like a mentally ill lunatic!"

Just this one sentence made Mark's rationality break like a guitar string.

His body burst out with great power, and his right fist swung directly at Haro next to him like a cannonball.

boom!

boom! !

"OSIRIS!!!"

Mark's face hit the ground heavily, and a crack appeared on the stone slab instantly.

Several pieces of rubble rolled in front of him like projectiles, and the dust splashed up like smoke, causing Mark to cough.

However, the exclamations of other gods were like thunder. Kong Su didn't care about Mark's bleeding jawbone, and immediately controlled his body to look up.

He saw all the other gods standing up and Osiris with a look of surprise on his face. Following Osiris's gaze, Mark saw Seno who had just retracted his throwing posture.

!!!

Mark's neck seemed to be twisted back by an invisible big hand, making a teeth-grinding "click" sound.

However, at this moment, he had no time to care about his neck, his eyes were fixed on the long-handled scepter inserted in the center of the Osiris Stone Base.

The whole scene was silent, as if time had frozen.

The instigator of all this, Seno, clapped his hands, walked over to help the trembling Mark up, and asked with concern:

"Are you okay? Oh, you're hurt."

Mark felt his mouth opening and closing uncontrollably. After a long while, he finally woke up from a dream and wiped his bleeding chin with his sleeve, and mechanically replied:

"I am fine."

Although Mark said this verbally, at this moment, a strong sense of pleasure surged in his heart.

This feeling was like he was floating in the clouds, and the extreme happiness made his whole body tremble.

He immediately realized: at this moment,

Kong Su must be having a blast!

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