Sahara Desert, a temporary camp somewhere.

Call......

The wind in the desert was a little hot, and against the wind, the golden-blue scarab beetle floated up from the palm of one hand, pointing in a certain direction.

"Sure enough, it's the Tower of Hamna, the city of legends that suddenly appeared......"

Holding a crocodile cane and a red shirt, he closed his gaze away from where the scarab was pointing, and Arthur Harrow looked at Steven at his side.

Pressed down on the shoulders by two bearded men with guns, Steven had a Watfack on his face, and he couldn't figure out what was going on right now.

"Friend, is there any misunderstanding between us?"

"Misunderstanding?"

Turning around, Arthur Harrow smiled playfully.

"As the last knight of the moon god Kongsu, I would like to... I don't recognize the wrong person. ”

"Uh... I don't understand what you're saying? ”

Shaking his head, Steven tried not to look at the sudden appearance in the distance... Luna Khonsu.

It was a guy with a huge white bone bird's head, he was quite tall without a neck, his head hung above his body, his body was bandaged like a mummy yin, he held a crescent-shaped scepter, and when he opened his mouth, it was full of the smell of being high.

[Kill him, Steven!] 】

Steven shook his head silently, how could he do such a thing, besides, in the hands of others... There are guns.

"He's here... Right? ”

As a former doctor, Arthur Harrow's gaze was just a casual sweep of his face, and he noticed something unusual.

"Uh......"

Seeing that the moon god Kong Su was roaring there, Steven didn't know what to say.

"You must hate me, let me guess, he wants you to kill me?"

is worthy of being a man who has worked with Kong Su, and he has a very accurate grasp of his heart.

“......”

Nodding awkwardly, Steven watched as Kong Su was about to put his head on Arthur, but he couldn't reach it.

"Don't worry, if he wants to deal with me, he can only rely on the power of agents, and in this real world he is just an illusory projection."

Pouting disdainfully, Arthur reached out to take Steven's hand, and the black Libra tattoo swirled on his right arm.

"In Amit's name, I summon her divine power to judge!"

Steven didn't know why, so he could only passively watch him perform some kind of ritual, and the black Libra tattoo swayed from side to side, but it couldn't be stabilized.

A minute later, Arthur calmly let go of his hand, and since he couldn't judge, he tried to win it over.

Waving his hand back to the two subordinates, Arthur personally took Steven to the camp for a walk, and if you didn't look at the guns, the camp was peaceful.

Serving two plates, Arthur kindly led Steven to a table, where he pitched his ideas to each other as he ate.

"Khonsu punishes those who have already committed crimes, but his punishment comes too late, and by the time his iron fist of vengeance appears, the people have already suffered."

Taking a bite of the beef on his plate, Steven looked at him quietly.

Amit knows all this very well, and she wants to root out the evil at its root and judge the crime before it is committed.

So, we have to resurrect her! ”

"Okay, but... Isn't that a little weird? ”

Putting the fork down in his hand, Steven wondered.

"Do we need to believe in the judgment of one, the weird female crocodile?"

"You need not doubt her judgment, Amit will eradicate the root of evil and light the way to good."

Arthur's answer was so unequivocal that he even told the secret of why he had robbed him of the scarab.

"The role of the scarab beetle is to act as a compass to guide us to Amit's tomb, and now that we have confirmed that it is in the Tower of Hamna, Amit must be there waiting for us, longing to be liberated.

And the cruel deserve to be judged by her, and after they wail, we can usher in a world without evil! ”

"I'm sorry, but if Amit was trying people before they committed their crimes, wouldn't she be trying an innocent person?"

The more he listened, the more he frowned, and Steven really couldn't agree with his opinion.

"I mean, having an idea isn't the same as sinning, is it? It's like I want to kill my boss every day, but I don't really do that! ”

"Steven......" Arthur tried to interrupt him, but Steven snapped up.

"What if it's a child? Would she kill a child because of what he might be doing in 30 years? ”

"I'm glad you talked about that......"

With a sinking face, Arthur raised an arm to explain, but his words were quite cruel.

"Sometimes it's just to fight poison with poison, and the difference between antidote and poison is actually a matter of dosage, for example, a diseased limb needs to be amputated, it's terrible and disgusting, right?

But for overall health, it is necessary! ”

"But...... A child is not a diseased limb! ”

The more he talked, the more he couldn't agree, and Steven simply stood up and stared into his eyes.

"I'm sorry, maybe it's just me personally, but I'm going to make a line with the murderers!"

To put it rightly, his naivety quickly cost him.

Even Kong Su scolded [Idiot! 】

“......”

Arthur's expression was ugly as he stood up and picked up his crocodile cane and commanded his men in a cold voice.

"Go, throw him into the desert, and only when a man is alone in the face of death, will he know what he has refused!"

"Wait, you can't do that!

”

Steven panicked, and he tried to struggle, but was knocked unconscious by several punches from several of his men, and dragged out of the camp.

"Really, I was affected by a fool......

Straightening up his clothes, Arthur walked out with a cold face and his feet raised.

"Let's go, I'm going to see the Hamna Tower today!"

"Yes."

......

Sassy ......

Hot!

Lying on the ground with a blue nose and swollen face, Steven was awakened by the temperature of the sand, and when he opened his eyes, it was the boundless desert.

The sky was unusually dry, and the sun shone on him like a flame.

He had no compass, no companions, no food and no water, and those who had left him here did not kill him, as if they wanted to see him struggle.

Kong Su has disappeared, and I don't know if he has given up on him.

"So thirsty ......"

One foot deep and one shallow step forward, his lips were chapped, Steven was very dehydrated, his throat was already thirsty, and his eyes were burning fiercely.

Maybe it's still daytime, maybe it's noon, and Steven doesn't know it, he's trapped in a bright, broken nightmare...... Teeter.

It was as if he had lost consciousness, like a moving corpse, and in the blink of an eye, night had fallen.

Syllable!

He fell to the ground, prostrate as the wind whipped up the sand and turned into a stinging storm.

It wasn't until a beam of light shone on Steven's body that he suddenly saw three figures running towards him.

"Coulson, there's a ...... here"

I... saved.

He couldn't hear the sound behind him, and darkness and exhaustion consumed all his ......