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In the center of the capital, in the depths of the court, the pharaoh who had returned to the royal capital sat on a chair made of gold with a gloomy face, and the maids and the palace soldiers had already been ordered by him to retreat, but this group of people did not dare to pant loudly even if they stood outside the palace, and even the four high-ranking and highly respected divine envoys were trembling and kneeling in front of the pharaoh at this moment.

There is no reason, or no one knows the reason. When Pharaoh returned to the palace again, everyone realized from the ugly countenance he had never seen before, that it was impossible to be too careful now. Immediately after summoning four oracles, as well as a court chief with no eyesight, dared to manipulate authority, reprimand his subordinates, and finally screamed for an hour under the pharaoh's abuse before dying, the pharaoh was in the midst of extreme anger.

These people in the palace were not without speculation - everyone knew that Pharaoh had left the capital with the Horus Messenger, and now the Pharaoh's Patron Saint had not returned. Many of them must have had some accident or ghost in their minds, and the oracle of Horus must have sacrificed himself to protect the Pharaoh, which made Pharaoh furious.

The truth of the matter is not yet known, and in fact, it is likely that no one will ever know, and even their "politically correct" speculation they dare to put in their stomachs.

If they were to know what the four oracles in the temple had heard, they would feel like they were having nightmares or listening to jokes!

"Amman betrayed us." Every word that came out of the mouth of the apocalypse was like spitting out ice, and he escaped sanctions. ”

Shreif, Said, Arria, and Ipt knelt on one knee in front of Apocalypse, not daring to raise their heads slightly.

Their hearts were filled with astonishment.

All along, as the most powerful of them, Apocalypse is not only their leader, but also like the true gods of all people, even if they know that they, including Apocalypse, are some kind of transcendent race among the human race, even if Apocalypse sees them as real kindred and compatriots.

And at this moment, a man who dared to provoke the apocalypse appeared, and the true God could not give him the punishment he deserved!

There was even a terrible thought in their hearts that they did not dare to admit that the rebel was stronger than their Pharaoh, for they knew better than anyone how conceited Pharaoh was and how intolerant of offending himself.

But they won't admit it, not only because of the apocalypse that is right in front of them, but also because of the invincible and authoritative imprint that this leader has left on him for a long time.

Like Pharaoh said - that guy just escaped sanctions, didn't he? Otherwise, how can you explain that Pharaoh appeared here unharmed and that guy was gone? This made the four of them feel stupid and ridiculous for the offense in their hearts.

"We will be your hands, your tools." Arria's voice was as dull as ever, and he said in a display of determination and loyalty.

A ray of cold light and anger flashed under the eyes of the apocalypse, but it did not show it after all. He himself clearly knew the strength of himself and Amman, and although Amman was gone, he couldn't hope that the guy who offended him would not show up again, so what he desperately needed when he came back was valuable help or advice, and Arria's nonsense was meaningless. But at the same time, he had to maintain his image of invincibility and self-confidence, and he had to tolerate it a little.

Seeing that Apocalypse didn't react, the other three were not as simple-minded as Arria, and knew that things were far from easy, and they couldn't solve it by giving Apocalypse a hand, otherwise Apocalypse wouldn't be so angry.

"I don't know......" Said raised his glasses slightly, wanting to see Apocalypse's face, but before these three words came out, he immediately retracted the next words.

The gaze cast by the Apocalypse at him did not fluctuate, there was no chill or anger, but it reflected his dissatisfaction even more, so that Saeed immediately knew that it was absolutely unwise to inquire about the situation with the Apocalypse.

There was a moment of silence in the hall, as if it were death. The four already knew what the Apocalypse wanted most, a decisive force, strong enough or special enough for anyone to resist or defend against.

But this is undoubtedly a near-unsolvable conundrum.

The strongest places are also the weakest places to some extent. The powerful power that Apocalypse has relied on for decades cannot help his opponent, and he is no different from or even inferior to the mortals in his eyes, because he has long been accustomed to relying on abilities to solve it simply, and he lacks even one more means.

For a long time, Ipt broke the silence.

"Mortals don't work." The Goddess Tut kept an eye on the changes in Apocalypse's expression, and analyzed and verified, "The four of us have limited abilities. If Amman is good at fleeing or hiding, we really need some new means or methods. ”

Apocalypse tapped his fingers and didn't deny it, which made the four of them clear in their direction.

The situation is a bit difficult, but this situation is not unexperienced by them - Pharaoh has some things that he does not want to explain and asks for a solution, isn't this the reason for the existence of their group of subordinates?

"What if we let him come to the door?" Said said.

"You mean......" Ipt looked at him and then at the apocalypse, "so he had to come?" ”

The two talked back and forth, but seeing Apocalypse's somewhat uncertain expression, they instantly knew that this was not the key to the problem.

And Shreif, who had been silent, thought of something: "There is a legend, my lord, if there is no way, maybe you can give it a try." ”

Apocalypse finally spoke: "Say." ”

This word made Shreif feel even more stressed, because he was distressed that the other three couldn't think of a way, and he almost didn't think about it, but it seemed to scratch the itch of the apocalypse.

"Since mortals are useless, then we cannot use mundane means." But at this time, he was not allowed to answer: "But if the gods can, we don't have enough limited skills, and since that rebellion in Lower Egypt, we haven't gotten any new news of the same kind for a long time, so I think maybe we have to find a way from other rumors." ”

"What do you think of?" Apocalypse seemed a little impatient with his rambling and asked.

Shreif hurriedly replied, "This may be a reliable rumor, as he is related to the undead. ”

The legend of the immortality of the undead, which was previously considered absurd, was eventually proven to be true. However, this experience did not increase Apocalypse's interest, and instead he frowned and asked, "Where did you hear from that?" ”

Apocalypse's dissatisfaction is not without reason. The so-called immortal was captured alive by him three years ago to quell the rebellion, when he investigated all the information related to it and tried to find more valuable things or compatriots, but he didn't get his wish, but now a legend suddenly appeared, just after he was reincarnated as an immortal, no matter how you look at it, it is not reliable, as if someone echoed and fabricated something.

"A tribe." Shreif explains: "They all settled at the headwaters of the Great River. In the past two years, they have had to migrate down because of changes in the upper reaches of the river. ”

Shreif continued, "Several of them came to the royal capital, and they heard the story of the Lord and the Undead, and found that the Undead were similar to one of the people in the story of their tribe, and the story spread. ”

The Undead are rebels in Lower Egypt, so the search was mainly carried out in Lower Egypt, and it seems reasonable that a story that traces back to the source of the Great River was missed.

Apocalypse was silent for a moment, and after weighing it in his heart, he felt that he might have a little credibility, and motioned for Shreif to continue.

"The story says that for thousands of years, every once in a while, there would always be a man who came to the source of the great river, as if he was exploring something, but no one knew the specific reason, only a vague record, saying that he was looking for the traces of the creator god."

"This story is so simple and vague that even the tribe itself is not very reciprocated, and if it weren't for the story and appearance of the undead being so close to the rumors, they wouldn't even be able to remember it."

"In fact, there are not many records of the number and time of the appearance of the immortal in Lower Egypt." At this time, Saeed suddenly said, "The Lower Egyptians said that he only appeared in calamities or holy signs, is it because he went to the source of the great river?" ”

The four looked at each other.

"The creator god?" Apocalypse narrowed his eyes, he first snorted disdainfully, and then gave instructions: "Then try the truth of this story." ”