Chapter Twenty-Eight: The King Moves in the Clouds

Of course, Amman didn't know that he could kill the apocalypse and let himself be targeted by a terrifying existence on the other side of the universe, at this time he was spreading his spirit, without the apocalypse and the mind gem, and soon, the thoughts that enveloped the entire court found the location of Tvosla. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

In the backyard of the palace there were several completely enclosed chambers, filthy, cramped and dark, dedicated to the confinement and punishment of those who did wrong, and Tvosila was imprisoned inside: she was hanging in the middle with her hands tied, her toes in the air, and the distance from the ground made one want to be down-to-earth but never get it, and she could only struggle with the pain of her wrists and the torment of not being able to sleep.

"Click!"

In an instant, Amman appeared in the light of the circle, slashed through the chains hanging from the roof of the chamber, and then grabbed Tvosla, who was unable to stand still.

He just wished that Apocalypse and those four guys would immediately come back to life and kill him ten more times, but in a hurry, he couldn't even delay breaking Apocalypse's corpse again, so he immediately teleported over.

Tvorsla, who fell, didn't even realize who was in front of her, and she fell asleep as soon as she fell asleep after not eating or sleeping for a long time.

"! What the fuck I'm doing in Asgard these days? Amman couldn't help but curse himself for being a dog. , I want to chop myself up again.

He finally solved Malekith and Aether, and when he returned to Asgard, he couldn't help but relax, the matter of the apocalypse was completely forgotten, and it should never be that although he did have the capital to not care about the apocalypse, he neglected to consider that there were still people around him who would be threatened.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Apocalypse and the others to return to Memphis, and after they came back, Saeed, who had already made a plan to let Amman come to the door by himself, captured Tvorsra and locked him in the secret room, and Apocalypse was quite confident after getting the Infinity Gauntlets, Mind Gems and a bunch of weapons, and he didn't think about really taking a mortal hostage to defeat Amman, which made Tworthra unharmed and trapped without food and water until now.

The dark chamber shone with red light, and the bright essence appeared in Amman's hand, he pinched Tvorsla's cheeks and passed the bright red substance into his mouth, and immediately, Tversla's pale lips became rosy again, and his frowning brow gradually expanded, and his slight breathing slowly calmed down, and then another green light lit up, and he fell into a beautiful sleep with Tversla.

Using both the Life Essence and the Emerald Dream, Tvorsila was sure that there was no danger, and Amman summoned a magic circle, and the light shone brightly, and the two disappeared here.

The southwest side outside the Royal Palace of Memphis.

In the heart of the capital, there is a wide avenue that can accommodate ten horse-drawn carriages running side by side, and on both sides of the avenue are heavy gates and solemn mansions, and it can be said that the name of any person can make the kingdom tremble.

But at this moment, the core of this dynasty is actually a riot, running up and down the house, and the street outside the house that is enough to make the foolish people in the countryside who came here for the first time stunned is now blocked!

All because of the light that fell from heaven today and the movement of the pharaoh's palace after that. Disorderly.

Inside the province of the Great General Ibudu.

"General, the latest news is here."

"Speak quickly!" In the hall, a burly and majestic man with a full beard immediately glared at him and shouted.

The attendant who delivered the message hurriedly replied: "Gai, Mob, Tut and Seth envoys were killed one after another, and then the Horus envoy entered the Pharaoh's palace, and the servants in the palace heard the noise, and it should be certain that the one really did it with the Pharaoh, but the specific people we contacted did not know, and it is said that no one dared to inquire about the ....... ”

"Smack!"

Before the attendant could finish speaking, Ibudupu slapped him away and threw him several times on the ground.

"!" Ibudu said angrily: "Lao Tzu's eyes can also see those four envoys...... Four guys were slaughtered, this is all clear in the sky, and you still want you to tell Lao Tzu? Lao Tzu wants to know the pharaoh...... Pharaoh is not safe, tell me some nonsense and have a bird! ”

The servant vomited blood all over the ground, hummed and chirped for a long time before he got up from the ground, seeing that he was still stunned there, Ibudu's eyes widened, and he scolded: "Don't get out of here!" Go and figure it out for Lao Tzu! ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Hearing this, the attendant couldn't help but be pumped into a pulp, and hurriedly retreated in response to a few sounds.

In the northeast corner of the palace, the buildings here are low, all of them are regular bungalows of stone or wood, apparently civilian settlements.

Today's changes not only make the particularly sensitive elites uneasy, but also make ordinary people who rarely see such amazing scenes talk about it, and really satisfy their desire to hunt for curiosity and gossip.

"Look at what I'm talking about, the god Horus is very kind to that god, and it is very telling that he dares to come back, and besides, the previous manlike who went down to the earth, tsk......"

"I can't believe it! In broad daylight, in the audience, he killed four oraismen like this. Guy, Mob, Tut, Seth, Horus, Gods, show me......"

"You say, 'Will he go to the king's palace, will he ......?"

As soon as these words came out, the enthusiastic atmosphere in the crowd of people who were directing the country immediately froze, and the inertia of Pharaoh's supreme authority made them shut up immediately.

After a while, the guy with the biggest mouth pulled a smile and said, "Why don't you speak?" Surely no one can hear it now. ”

This guy is really a scoundrel who is not afraid of death, and in order to show his clever judgment in front of this gang, he stubbornly but unconsciously lowered his voice: "If you want me to say, the current momentum of that messenger...... I'm afraid that the one in the palace is also hanging. ”

"You really want to die?"

"Shut up!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of several people next to him changed instantly, and those who were eager had their hands to gag him. After looking at each other a few times with some fear and anxiety, everyone looked at each other with a sneering expression and stopped the discussion.

Not only the powerful, not only the commoners, but even the theocracy who have been withdrawing from the mundane all the year round and are accustomed to looking down on the royal power and politics with a superior posture had to fall into this sudden huge whirlpool.

The Temple of Amun, the noble temple of the prophets and the prophets who paid homage to the gods and bestowed oracles on mortal beings sits inside the royal palace!

Before the godly apocalypse, they represented the gods of heaven and could stand up to the Pharaohs, and today's changes are undoubtedly a good opportunity for them to look forward to as they become increasingly marginal and dangerous.

But under the beautiful vision, there is still a sadness that they can only hope and have no power to influence the course and outcome, and even they are no different from the mortals, and they are desperate for information and the truth of the matter.

But they already live in the palace, and their infiltration into the palace is incomparable, which can be regarded as a great advantage at this juncture.

"Your Excellency." A white-robed prophet came to the temple's owner, the chief prophet, and respectfully announced, "We have received important news, and although no one dares to go to the Pharaoh's temple to inquire about the situation, we have found a change in the backyard. ”

The prophet in the carved golden hat on his head and in a magnificent robe suddenly widened his old and cloudy eyes, his heart was eager, but he was confined to his advanced age and could only slowly spit out words: "Say-! ”

"Originally imprisoned in the backyard, Vesir's daughter, the personal female officer of the Horus Oracle, Tvosla, is gone."

A ray of light shot out of the prophet's eyes, as if there was a real divine coming at this moment, and he picked up the cane in his hand, stood up tremblingly, and gave his order.

"Prepare the car! Go to Visil House! ”