Chapter 5: The Essence of Amman
"The Akkaba tribe was born in the desert, clashed with the tribe of Baal, and after the war, the Akkaba tribe was destroyed, and the divine power awakened and killed the tribe led by Baal to complete the revenge ......"
"As Tvorsra said, it may be like Magneto who has mastered the ability to mutate under mental stimulation," Amman thought to himself. What he doesn't know www.biquge.info Marvel Comics is that in fact, the story of the Apocalypse has been deviated from here, and even when the Sphinx was not brought by Kang the Conqueror from the future but created by him, all this was destined not to follow the development of the comics.
"After that, he came to the kingdom, showed his divine power to become the chief prophet of the monks, and then led his army to battle, won many battles, and obtained unparalleled prestige and merits, and finally repaired and greatly expanded the capital city of Tinis before the death of the previous pharaoh, and was crowned as the new pharaoh......"
After reading all the history, including the Apocalypse, all the parchment scrolls were placed in place under Amman's control.
"It's a pity." Amman touched his chin, and this time he didn't see the answer he wanted most, "It would be nice to have the information of Kang the Conqueror, maybe the information and technology in the future will also be useful to me, and more importantly, it means that there are more extraordinary powers in the universe." β
As the heir to the Pantheon, whose mission is to maintain order and peace in the universe, Amman now very much hopes that the villains he has heard of will appear, and whatever they think, they will be a force that can be used against the Burning Legion. In fact, what Amman hopes most is that this universe is magical enough, if even the legendary O-A-A is there, then he doesn't have to worry about Sargeras, but things don't go his way.
"Let's go according to the original plan, first follow the apocalypse steadily, improve your strength as soon as possible and then go to the universe." Amman clenched his fists, saw the glittering light on the platinum skin, and sighed, "Cosmic travel can't be done as a standard titan, and sure enough, I'm too much of a failure now." β
The old man in the main hall of the gods only heard a sigh, and the newly descended Horus oracle was gone.
"Where have you been? It's almost too late for the banquet. As soon as Amman returned to his palace, Tvosila greeted him, and said with a little reproach.
"The Library." Before Amman could react, he had already asked her to take off her coat, and then put on a full suit, "It's okay if you still have time, I'll take you over immediately......"
"Nope." Tvorsla was straightening Amman's clothes, and when she heard this, she immediately pressed her palm on Amman, took a step back, and said, "Do you want to fly me over?" This is not good, you cannot be present at the palace banquet prepared for you by the Pharaoh, hurry up and get in the carriage, the carriage has been prepared for you outside the palace. β
Hearing this, Amman realized what the carriage he had just seen in the sky was for. It is said to be a carriage, but it is different from the box-type transportation in China in film and television dramas, and now the carriage in Egypt is pulled by two horses, and the person stands behind and there is no cover, which is very similar to the chariot of Egypt or the Warring States period in China, but it is more luxurious.
"Okay, let's get in the car." Amman felt strange when he said this, but when he saw that Tversa was still standing there with some hesitation, he immediately pulled her out of the palace and got into the carriage.
"Aren't you the daughter of Vesir? Can you simply order it? Amman waved his hand to the driver beside him to hurry up and turned to Tvosla.
"Vesir's daughter can't participate in this kind of palace banquet either......" The dinner party full of divine envoys and ministers made Tvorsila nervous and timid, but she was not afraid of Amman, and said unconvinced.
"Don't worry about that, tonight's palace banquet is for me, I say you can go if you can. If you don't go, there is no one I know who can introduce me, and I won't be blind when those people who want to befriend this divine envoy come here. Amman ignored the constipated coachman beside him, a deviant messenger, and said unashamedly.
Before Tvorsila could slowly reminisce about Amman's wayward taking her to the banquet, the thing said with a shy face: "What do you say you admire about Pharaoh?" I don't think I'm much worse, and with so much competition for the queen, have you ever thought that the Lady of the Divine Envoy is also a promising job? β
"That must not include the Horus Oracle......" Tversra glared coldly, gagging Amman's next words into his mouth.
In the banquet hall of the royal palace, a plush carpet tens of meters long was spread from the doorway to the stairs of the high platform where the pharaoh sat in the hall, and a little lower to the right of the pharaoh, and the pharaoh walked out of the akkaba tribe, and his most trusted Mehammad sat at a table that was only slightly smaller than the pharaoh's size, and the corresponding left was absent. On either side of the pharaoh next, the four oracles sat down in turn, and after that, the kingdom's Visil and the ministers of finance.
In this era when there are no lights, the candles in the temple are illuminated brightly, and the banquet is noisy. At this moment, there was a neighing of horses outside the door, and the sound of wheels and hooves stopped, and the hall fell silent.
"Ladies and gentlemen." Apocalypse stood up from his seat and said to everyone present, "A new messenger has arrived, let us welcome the messenger of Horus." β
As he spoke, he stepped down from the high platform, followed by Mahmoud and the Four Horsemen, while the other ministers stood up, but instead of following them, they stood still in respect.
So, when Amman arrived late, it was a very high-standard reception. He was followed by Tvosla, and under the attention of the important ministers and generals of the kingdom on both sides, he walked into the main hall with the apocalypse, and stood on the high platform.
Apocalypse stood side by side with Amman, and by this time the Four Horsemen were already standing in their original seats, and even Medhamed stepped aside. Apocalypse looked around at the courtiers, clasped Amman's hand and shouted, "God forbid, Horus has brought his will, and the dynasty will be immortal forever under the light of Ra!" β
"Horus ......"
"Pull!"
"Dynasty ......"
The ministers whispered to each other, some silently reciting the patron saint of the pharaoh, some silently reciting the supreme sun god, some praying for the dynasty, and finally, the crowd shouted in unison.
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When Amman saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh that there was indeed no one in the brainwashing work of Apocalypse, but for Amman, who decided to help Apocalypse better stabilize his dictatorial order, this was actually a good thing. In that case, he was happy to add another fire.
He looked at the Apocalypse and signaled that he also wanted to fool around, and after the Apocalypse bowed slightly, he looked at the audience and said in a loud voice: "The god Horus praises the greatness of Pharaoh, and has sent me here to assist Pharaoh in managing the world, and assisting Pharaoh's people, which will be a gift of loyalty to you." β
As he spoke, he raised his platinum arm aloft and spread his fingers to unleash the power of Iona, the Giver of Life. Suddenly, the energy that was originally naturally generated in his palm was changed by him with illusion, turning into the incredible red light that fell from the sky and turned into the incredible red light in his palm.
In the amazement of the crowd, Amman handed over the life essence to the apocalypse, and at the same time covertly told him to use his mind to divide the life essence to the people.
Hearing the effect of this incredible red brilliance in his hand, even Apocalypse was shocked in his heart, but his face did not show any silence, and after Amman retreated, he held the life essence in his hand and said majestically to the bottom: "Ahmad, as the Visil of the dynasty, you will enjoy the highest gift of the god of Horus. β
Hearing this, sitting at the head of Arria, a minister who resembled Tevosra stepped forward to bow down, and Apocalypse took a tenth of the essence of life with his mind and gave it away. I saw the red light merge into Ahmad's body, and in an instant, the already gray hair of the nearly fifty-year-old Visil became black and thick, the wrinkles on his face were completely gone, his breathing was smooth, his body was clean, and he only felt as if he was more than ten years younger.
For Ahmad, he did not dare to peek into the position of the pharaoh and the oracle with divine powers, as Visir, he had reached the pinnacle of mortals, and what he longed for most was not power, money, or women, but irreversible life, and this blessing with the effect of rejuvenation made him overjoyed, and he couldn't help but bow down again and chant the name of the god Pharaoh and Horus.
And behind Amman, seeing the changes in his father, even though Tworthra couldn't personally perceive the magic of Ahmad, he also knew that his father must have received great benefits, and then looked at Amman, who was not serious and was still laughing with him, and couldn't help but feel a strange feeling.
Over there, the apocalypse was still discussing the reward for meritorious deeds, sensing that the star core in his body received the power of order, which was not weak, but it was difficult to say that it was considerable, and Amman verified the correctness of his approach. He noticed the change in Tworthla's eyes and smiled at her, "Don't be too shocked, you're going to introduce me to the minister here." β
"That...... Can a minister be blessed only if he contributes to the dynasty? Faced with Amman's diversionary means, Twarsila asked a little awkwardly and expectantly.
Amman was speechless for a moment, and was worried that she would have admiration because she was too popular. In order to avoid returning to the awkward state of being full of distance at the beginning, he deliberately found a topic to relieve Tvosila's mood, who knew that she actually fell in love with the life essence.
Woman.
"Yes, it is the will of the god Horus." Amman replied, but then said, "But as an oracle, I can also get some special offerings for the lady of the oracle if I intercede with the old man Horus." β
Tvorsra gave him an angry look, Amman didn't care, and just as he was ready to pay attention to the apocalypse, Tvosra whispered behind his back, "Thank you." β
Amman was slightly stunned, and then realized that he was thanking himself for the benefits of his father, but this was what he did easily, and it wasn't specifically for his father, so he didn't think there was anything, and he didn't care about it, and his attention returned to the front just in time to see that the apocalypse had blessed the last minister.
"Amman, messenger of the god Horus." At this time, Apocalypse called himself again, and Amman walked up to him and listened to him, "You have brought the gift of the god Horus to the dynasty, and although I only have everything in the mortal world, I still hope that you will make a choice to express my gratitude to the dynasty and me." β
Amman was stunned, what does this mean? It's not in the script, is it? Apocalypse, this buddy shouldn't be confused, others don't know, don't they know what happens to each other? What is there in the kingdom that is useful to Amman?
Seeing Apocalypse's smile again, and looking down, he suddenly found that Ahmad was a little happy and expectant, and Amman suddenly understood.
It turned out that Pharaoh and Visil had seen that they had brought Tversla, and had been very intimate just now, and thought that they must have something to think of her, so they wanted to make it happen here.
Well, Amman can't deny that he is a little interesting to Tvosla, after all, he is a big beauty, but firstly, he is a Titan, and secondly, he has not yet reached the point where he really likes each other at a glance, so he has not followed the apocalypse so quickly.
After all, the ancient people were still big bosses, and when they saw that what they liked was Shangah, how could they have so much time to ponder each other's inner drama.
This is a dispensable thing for Amman, but now that Apocalypse has picked out the conversation, it is no longer appropriate not to answer, and it seems to be good to correct Tvosla's irrational fan mentality towards Apocalypse in time, so Amman also took the opportunity to say: "Thank you Pharaoh for your generosity." Tvorsra had arranged for me very well on this day, and I hoped that Pharaoh would allow her to stay with me while I remained in the mortal world. β
Amman bowed his head slightly, but there was silence around him. He looked up, well, it was reasonable for Tvosla to be shocked, but what was the situation with the face of Sparta from the apocalypse to the ministers sitting at the gate of the palace?
"The Divine Messenger ......," and then Tvosla's own father came out, "Won't you ask the Pharaoh to marry on the spot?" β
This time it's the turn of Sparta Amman, I will put the apocalypse on the sidelines, and the young people of the modern four still think it is more important to give Tworth a little space to take his time, who knows that it is the first time to see the sale of his daughter sold so simply.