Outside the city of Milo, skeletal slaves who had long since turned into white bones slowly drove forward in two-wheeled chariots, and countless dead people who had risen from the ground bent their already blackened knees and knelt before these god-like pharaohs.

Wrapped in gray and white bandages, the pharaohs sat on chariots and looked down on the beings like gods from above.

They're back.

After tireless prayer to the gods, they finally returned from the world of the dead to the world of the living thousands of years later.

In the Egyptian presidential palace, Shreif looked out the window at the tens of millions of people in the city of Miro singing and dancing in the dark like manipulated dolls, his body was shocked, he staggered, and sat on the ground.

"It's over. ”

There is such a big thing in Miro City, he, the Minister of Civil Affairs, is considered to be the end, no matter how this matter ends in the end, whether the ending is good or bad, such an unreasonable pot is smashed, he can only take the initiative to resign, the only difference is that after resigning, he will spend his old age at home or in prison.

After 30 years of trembling, he finally climbed to a high position, but he was beaten back to his original shape.

Am I not religious, O God?

Why are you punishing me like this.

Clemens noticed that Shreif was slumped on the ground, but he was in no mood to comfort his right-hand man, for his face was almost as black as black at the moment.

The god Osiris returns to the earth.

Tens of millions of people in Miro City were manipulated.

If such a big thing gets out, it will definitely cause a sensation at home and abroad, and if he can't solve this matter, the end will definitely be worse than Shreif.

Accusations, impeachment, calls for him to step down are just normal processes, and a bad psychopathic gunman will be in place, give him a bullet of encouragement, and send him to God.

Thinking that he might not end well next, Clemens couldn't maintain his enthusiastic appearance, and his tone unconsciously stiffened, "Experts, please tell me how to solve this matter." ”

No one spoke, and the people in the presidential palace didn't even dare to breathe loudly, for fear that if they were breathing a little heavier, they would be mistaken by the president for taking the initiative to answer questions.

"Niñenettir, you are my advisor, you speak first. Seeing that no one was willing to speak, Clemens took the roll call in a stiff tone.

I'm not your advisor, I didn't promise you to be a consultant.

Even if Ninenetir had a desire to express himself, he didn't dare to talk nonsense at this time, but looking at Clemens's blackened face and faintly visible anger and aggressive gaze, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say: "In ancient Egypt, when this situation occurred, the high priest had to gather the believers to hold a high sacrifice. ”

Whatever the real solution is, fool the person in front of you first.

Gather the faithful for a big sacrifice?

Clemens' brows furrowed, their Egypt has nothing to do with ancient Egypt, although the name is still the same name, but the race has changed more than one wave.

Moreover, the belief in the Egyptian gods has long since declined, if it were not for the existence of pyramids and temples, the belief in the Egyptian gods would have disappeared without a trace, just like the belief in the American Quetzalcoatl, and no one even mentioned it.

He doubted that if he held a great sacrifice, he would be able to gather so many believers who believed in the gods of Egypt to participate in the high sacrifice.

If the gods are not real, he can send some subsidies to let believers of other religions come and pretend to be believers of the Egyptian gods to participate in the big sacrifice, after all, if you put gods and money together, believers will like money more.

But the Egyptian gods are real, let a group of pagans participate in the great sacrifice to the Egyptian gods, he is very doubtful that if he does this, the god Ra will send himself a fireball from the sky in the middle of the great sacrifice and send himself and those infidels.

"Is there a better way?" asked Clemens.

No.

All the folklorists kept their mouths tightly shut, afraid to speak.

The most well-known experts are even more eager to reduce their presence to zero, for fear that the president will suddenly call their names.

For a while, the atmosphere in the presidential palace was quite like the atmosphere in the classroom that the teacher answered questions by name when he was reading.

Is it really going to be a big festival?

Clemens thought to himself that his group of people who had occupied the land of the ancient Egyptians would have a terrible feeling when they ran to worship each other's gods.

He felt that if someone took over his house, beat his servant to death, and ran in front of him and smiled at himself and said hello, if he didn't have the strength, it would be fine, and if he had the strength, he would definitely make the other party feel what anger is.

But with his current bad situation, even if something goes wrong at the festival, it won't make his situation worse.

"Contact ...... right away. ”

Just as he was about to perform the great sacrifice, a voice rang out.

"It's useless. ”

The voice was loud and hurried.

Many experts were shocked, and Clemens' eyes lit up.

Sekhmet is a deity, and she can certainly solve Miro's crisis.

He immediately turned back and found the fine wig he had prepared for his communication with Sekhmet when he had flown back to Egypt, put it on his head, and then changed into a robe made of linen, shoes made of papyrus, sprayed perfume on his body, and ordered the guards to light the perfume.

After doing all this, he came to Sekhmet with two perfume jars filled with the scent of Miró water lilies, Miró roses, and Egyptian jasmine, and smiled childlike innocence on his face as required by the ceremony.

"Great Sekhmet, your child Clemens presents you with my gift and loyalty. ”

"That...... I'm not Sekhmet now, I'm Catherine now. ”

"In my heart, you are Sekhmet. Clemens naturally put the jug down, put away his childlike innocent smile, and asked without the slightest embarrassment, "Miss Catherine, what do you mean by 'useless'?"

"I didn't know what was going on just now, but some memories popped up in my mind. Catherine said.

"This is part of Miss Catherine's awakening of Sekhmet's memory. Professor Kafra saw the opening of the stitch.

Catherine recalled her awakening memories, "The god of the underworld Osiris has returned to the earth, and the god Ra has begun to grow old, and even if a great sacrifice is held now, the god Ra will not respond to the believers." ”

Clemens frowned and asked solemnly, "Miss Catherine, do you have a solution in your memory?"

"Yes. Catherine nodded very seriously, "Borrow the power of the spinning wheel of the three goddesses of fate or the rope of fate of the three goddesses of Noren to modify the fate of the god of Ra for aging, and then use the eye of Horus to summon the great god of Ra to descend and re-enter the earth of the god of the underworld, separating the worlds of the living and the dead." ”