About some time has passed.

At this time, Nephthys no longer had the appearance of drawing his sword without saying a word before, but looked at Mark in armor with a little playful eyes, and said in a seductive voice: "During this time, you said that you are the god of travel, the god of lies, the god of the sky, the god of architecture, ...... have you thought about telling me which god you are." ”

Mark is having a hard time at the moment.

What this is to break the world.

Is there such a wide variety of gods?

Listening to Nephthys's words, Mark said helplessly: "Okay, in fact, I am the end of all living beings, darkness comes because of me, life and death are my authority, and the endless end is my dwelling, I am the king of Hades, I am the emperor of life and death, and I am in charge of the death of all living beings." ”

The playful expression on Nephthys's face didn't change at all, and he didn't seem to be shocked by Mark's self-introduction......

The atmosphere was very awkward for a while.

Half ringing.

Nephthys smiled abruptly and said, "You say you're Osiris?" ”

"I'm Lucifer, you can call me Lucifer."

Mark smiled, directly ignored the spear that Nefertis transformed again, and sat directly under the coconut tree in the desert oasis, and then looked at Nefertis with a smile and said: "I read the information of the hell here, but I read the information of that Osiris, but the Osiris in your mouth is in charge of the death of mortals, but I am in charge of all living beings, including the death of the gods, in my place, the gods cannot escape the control of the underworld, the difference is only that the life of the gods is so long." ”

Yes.

The underworld is supreme.

For the underworld, mortals and gods are treated equally, and both have death.

Or rather.

There is no permission from the underworld.

There is no one and no god to have eternal life......

There was a pause.

Mark directly thought a coconut, landed in his hand, looked at Nephthys, and said as if he was chatting with someone he knew well: "Tell me about you, what kind of god are you?" ”

Nefertis looked at the horse who had knocked a small hole in the coconut, and someone knew a little bit in his heart.

Psychotic deities.

Another god who tried to break through his own divine power and was made crazy and stupid.

Nefertis thought to himself, and then immediately took off his war armor and changed into a long dress in non-war mode again, as if following Mark's words, and continued: "I am Nefertis, the protector of the house and the dead, and the god of fertility. ”

"Huh."

“…… What are you laughing at? ”

Mark took a sip of pure natural coconut water without any processed elements, looked at the frowning Nephthys, shook his head and smiled: "It's nothing, I'm just wondering why the god of fertility can't bless himself?" ”

Nephtis was silent.

Yes.

Nephthys could allow the mortals who asked for her to have offspring of their own, but she could not bless her herself......

Half an hour later.

Nephthys sat down with Mark facing each other.

The beauty of the goddess is unparalleled.

The male god is broad and majestic, and has a heart for the world.

The picture is beautiful.

Just like Mark's character.

No one, or even a woman, can have an endless murderous intent against Mark.

If there is, it must be a transgender woman.

A fresh breeze blows through this oasis in the boundless desert.

Mark took a deep breath and enjoyed the freshness of the air and the scent of it.

Coconut flavor.

I just don't know if it's the coconut water in Nefertis' hand or the breath of Nefertis himself.

Nephtis pulled her curly hair and looked at Mark who had her lips slightly curved and smiled, "Do you know why I'm here?" ”

Mark leaned over and smiled like a gentleman, "I am willing to listen to the troubles of every goddess, and I am your most faithful reader." ”

Nephthys smiled as if the entire desert had been overshadowed, and then looked at the endless desert and told his story.

It's a very vulgar story.

Perhaps it can be called - the goddess met a scumbag.

She is the protector of the house and the dead, but also the goddess of fertility, she protects every deceased from the invasion of the darkness of the end, and blesses every mortal to have his own offspring.

He is the god of strength, war, desert, storm, and foreign land, and he protects the caravans in the desert, but at the same time launches sandstorms to attack them.

Who is he?

He's Seth.

Nefertis remembers that one afternoon, Seth was galloping through the desert with his army.

Courage, majesty, and handsomeness were Seth's first impressions of Nefertis.

Afterwards.

Nephthys endured the wind just to stay by Seth's side, imagining the beautiful happiness of the fertility goddess's own marriage and the future of the two of them.

It stands to reason that Nephthys thought that Seth would be satisfied with having her.

But......

Happiness and honeymoon are just a short moment.

Or if you have it, you won't cherish it anymore.

That's the case with Seth.

After obtaining Nephthys, Seth once again reverted to the same appearance he had not seen before.

Day and night, he tempered his elite soldiers in the desert, just to live in the boundless oasis palace of the vast desert on the other side of the Nile.

Seth dreams of becoming the first god.

One God!

The story is over.

Nefertis looked at Mark with a look on his face that was not just right or wrong, and said, "I don't know what god Lucifer, whose fault do you say all this is, is it mine or Seth's?" ”

"Seth's." Mark didn't think about it in the slightest.

At times like these.

The one who is wrong must be the male god.

Reason?

Do you need it?

There is no need to ask who is right and who is wrong for this kind of thing, and if you ask, it is the fault of the male god, without exception......

Nephthys smiled and said, "Really? But why am I not satisfied with Seth? ”

Mark shrugged his shoulders and said, "The male gods are all big pork knuckles." ”

"Big pork knuckle?"

"Yes."

"But ......"

"No, you're not wrong, Nephthys." Mark directly interrupted Nefertis's entanglement and said quite categorically: "It's Seth who is wrong, it's not you, some male gods are like this, the most beautiful thing in the world is love, the so-called power and others will become boring with the passage of time, but love is different, love can be eternal, obviously, the Seth in your mouth is a stupid ......"

"Bang!"

Mark raised his eyelids as he stared at the tomahawk that had broken through the air directly from a distance.

The next second.

Mark suddenly hugged Nephthys's small waist as if he were dancing a brilliant waltz, and he turned in mid-air to dodge the tomahawk that burst through the air with boundless rage.

Bang!

The tomahawk slammed into the coconut tree and sank deep into it.

Mark fixed his eyes.

A bearded man in armor with blood slowly walked out of the boundless storm.

The male god's gaze focused on Nephthys' waist.

There.

Mark's right hand was wrapped around him like a patronus.

Dorset.

Angry......