As the chief prophet after the apocalypse, Aaron knew from the first day of his reign that it was impossible for the temple of Amun to compete with the pharaoh in the face of an ambitious pharaoh whose extraordinary abilities were almost indistinguishable from those of the gods. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info In fact, he can be sure that the reason why the Apocalypse passed on the position of the prophet to him is not because of how virtuous and respected he is on the surface, but because he is eighty years old and is in line with the Apocalypse's intentions, and he is the best object to suppress theocracy.

So for many years, he led the temple to behave under the rule of the Apocalypse, and this kind of caution made the Apocalypse not easy to make a big move, and barely let the Temple of Amun have a place in the dynasty.

And today, Pharaoh's unexpectedness - such a possibility of returning the glory of the gods, even if the prophet is over ninety years old, they can't help but be a little excited, and they are the first to learn the truth in the palace, such an opportunity is not grasped by the gods can not stand it, and Aaron, the old fox, is indeed old and sharp enough.

The female official who was originally locked up in the backyard of the royal palace is gone? There is no doubt that it was the one under the throne of Horus who had won! As for going to the palace of the Horus Oracle? It's ruined and it's a fart: it's not sure if the thigh that is going to stammer is there, but the female officer's father, Visier, is definitely in the house. Everyone knows that the little girl named Tvosila is the closest to that one, and isn't it a disguised way to get close to that person's thigh when she has a good relationship with Visir?

Although there is still a layer of separation between Visil and the main master, after all, two birds are not as good as one bird in the forest, not to mention that the main lord is on the Visil Mansion.

It was only a letter from his prophet, and Aaron's heart had turned seven or eight times. Under the plan, this old man who has been suppressed by the apocalypse for more than ten years can't help but feel proud.

The other fools in Wangcheng must not have the information of the temple to come quickly, and when the time comes, the fruit will be the largest and sweetest of Lao Tzu!

The prophet of the dynasty standing on the eight-horse golden chariot thought so......

The four oracles were slaughtered by Amman one by one in full view of everyone, and then he, the Horus oracle, and the Apocalypse made a move in the royal palace, and this turmoil that could affect and even subvert the entire dynasty had caused Memphis to mess up, and when Amman and Tworthra suddenly appeared in front of them, the day of Visil Ahmad was even more exciting than the others.

"Visir." Tvosra was held in Amman's arms, still asleep, and all the idlers were still, and Amman said to Ahmad, "Find a room for Tvosla." ”

"Tevo!" Suddenly seeing his daughter, Ahmad temporarily ignored the immobility of the guards and servants around him and his wife, and jumped up from his chair in surprise.

Although Ahmad is an old fox who has infiltrated officialdom for many years, his love for his youngest daughter is not fake. Before Tvosila was taken away and imprisoned by the Apocalypse, he could only feel distressed and helpless, but at this moment, he was extremely happy to see his little daughter brought back.

But after all, Ahmad is a man who has worked under the dictatorship of the Apocalypse for many years, and it has long become instinctive to look at his eyes and advance and retreat, and when he can't help but walk in front of Amman with joy, he can't help but find himself embarrassed by his actions.

This Horus oracle appeared here, and brought his daughter with him, there is no doubt that the battle between the pharaohs and the gods has come to an end today, and what is he going to do when he walks in front of this new god?

Fortunately, Amman certainly didn't mind this, he smiled and handed Tvosra to her father, and said, "Tvosra is not in danger, but she still needs to rest." ”

Ahmad hugged his daughter over, his arms sank, and he was really relieved.

As soon as a person like him saw Amman, he knew exactly what was going on - whether the apocalypse was alive or dead, the master of the dynasty would inevitably change, and the new supreme ruler of the kingdom would undoubtedly be the one in front of him. It is only easy to decide life and death, and even let him, Visir, live worse than die, how can it not make people both awe and awe, trembling?

"Yes, yes, yes!" Hearing Amman's words, Ahmad took his sleeping daughter in his arms and led the way to the backyard, saying, "Please follow me." ”

After a brief period of panic caused by the gaffe, Ahmad was a great surprise. While leading Amman, the ancient Egyptian consul calculated in his heart: he had been friendly with this Horus envoy from the beginning, even if Amman was assigned to preside over the construction of the new city during this period, and he worked for three years, and he never broke off contact, which can be regarded as a step ahead, not to mention his daughter......

Looking at Tvosla, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, Ahmad felt that this little daughter whom he had doted on was even more lovely—who was this his daughter? This is simply a treasure, to be offered like a mother. Who doesn't know that this Horus envoy has always been close to her, but unexpectedly, among the five envoys, the Horus envoy has been the most powerful, and after today, this is the new master of the dynasty, and he is really developed this time.

While already imagining in his mind that he would become Pharaoh's father-in-law, Ahmad led Amman to Tyworthra's room in the mansion, gently put his daughter down, let Tvosla lie down on the bed, and then turned to Amman and said, "I wonder what else the Lord commands?" ”

Ahmad changed his words and did not call him an oracle, but he had thought too much in his heart: the oracle was no longer suitable, and Pharaoh had not yet decided, so he had to be honored as an adult first.

Ahmad's thoughts were easy to guess, but Amman didn't bother to be polite to him, which might make him even more uneasy, so he simply replied, "Just don't let people come and disturb you." ”

Hearing Amman's simple explanation, Ahmad knew that it was no longer appropriate for him to stay here. He couldn't help but regret it, but he still said goodbye and left the room.

"Trouble." Knowing that today's trouble will inevitably make ancient Egypt toss, and a bunch of future events will end by itself, Amman couldn't help but mutter.

For the time being, he put these mundane tasks behind him and dealt with more important matters. In a flash of blue light, two mirror images walked out of Amman's body, separated from each other. The light of the spell faded, and the two mirror doppelgangers who shared Amman's heart also knew his thoughts, and went out separately, flying in different directions.

One is to go to the ruined palace of Horus and bring back Jarvis's robots and manufacturing equipment.

The other is to return to the palace of the Apocalypse, collect the technological weapons, and bring them over.

Algalon's creation cannot be abandoned, and the weapons of unknown origin may be even more important.

Suddenly realizing that he still hasn't really figured out the situation in this world, Amman can't help but have a little headache, but none of this is as difficult as the things in front of him.

He sat down in front of Tvorsla's bed in his sleep, and looked bitter - how to face Tvorsla, and how to explain to her?