Journey through the Worlds from the Wilderness

Chapter 650 The Fearlessness of the Guardian Goddess

"Horus, don't be impulsive!"

Baker was frightened by the cruelty of the war, his face turned pale, but he quickly came back to his senses, hurriedly raised his head and said to Horus: "It's too late to stop it, even if it's you, and you have more important What you want to do is something that only you can do!"

Horus gritted his teeth when he heard this, closed his eyes forcefully, suppressed the anger that was about to burst out, and said in a deep voice: "I understand! There is no room for impulsiveness in me now."

By the end, his voice had softened, and he seemed to have completely calmed down.

Baker could feel the anger like an active volcano hidden beneath Horus's calmness, but he didn't say anything. He just raised his hand and held the other person's arm, conveying his comfort silently.

Horus looked at Baker, and the anger that surged in his chest like an undercurrent under the sea gradually calmed down.

It turned out that before he knew it, this downcast god had formed a bond with this insignificant mortal, and the common goal made them accompany them all the way, affecting each other's lives.

"Stay here and don't move around. I'm going to the city to find Nephthys. Whether I succeed or fail, I will come back here to find you." Horus breathed out and said solemnly as if making a promise to Baker.

Baker smiled, nodded and said, "Well, I'll wait for you."

Horus didn't say any more, and immediately stood up and raised his wings, the golden light of divine power soaked his whole body, turned into a harpy face, cleared the air, and flew straight into the sky under the cover of black clouds.

……

In the city, killings spread in blood and flames, and fear and panic filled the sky over the city.

Under the temptation of Seth's reward, the red-armored soldiers fought bravely. At this moment, they were red-blooded. There was no innocence in their eyes. All living creatures in this city were their targets in exchange for merit. Those who resisted, kill!Civilians must be killed too!

kill!kill!kill!kill! ! !

Set grabbed the reins of the flying monster, rolled off the flying car, and landed on the spacious window sill.

"Nefthys! Come out to meet your king!"

He shouted, and used his spear to part the fluttering veil, and sure enough, a familiar figure came into view.

"Hehe, who are you praying to?" He looked at the back, the corners of his mouth curled up triumphantly, and said jokingly.

Nephthys, who only wore a simple green dress and had golden hair that was like ears of wheat, did not stand up. She clasped her hands in front of her chest, squinted her eyes and replied calmly: "You're here."

"Oh? Did you guess that I would come?" Set slowly walked around Nephthys, raising his eyebrows curiously.

Nephthys finally opened his eyes, glanced at Seth, and said, "It's not that hard to guess what you do."

Seth shrugged his shoulders, showing an indifferent expression, suddenly rolled his eyes, and said with a joking smile: "It's really not difficult, then, can you guess the purpose of my coming here?"

Nephthys hesitated slightly, then shook his head indifferently and said: "Counter rebellion? The only rebel in Egypt is you."

Seth smiled disdainfully, and said: "I used to be jealous of Osiris, who could enjoy the coolness of the Nile River and be respected by mortals. But I can only wander in the long yellow sand, turning into a storm to harass the passing merchants." In the end, what you get in the end is only awe and fear."

He walked up to Nephthys, squatted down, met his ex-wife's eyes, and continued: "I hate Ra's injustice, I hate that other gods are silent, even you, my wife, don't support me! "

A sharp look flashed in Seth's eyes, and he suddenly grabbed the goddess by the neck and lifted her up from the ground. His thick and powerful arms had bulging veins, and even though she was beating and struggling, they could not be shaken at all like iron pincers.

"Even now!"

While Seth was roaring, his arm shook violently, and Nephthys exclaimed, and flew more than ten steps away, fell to the ground and rolled several times.

"Don't make me succumb!"

Nephthys gritted her teeth and stared at Seth, her clear eyes were full of tenacity and fearlessness.

"You should submit." Seth stepped in front of Nephthys, looked down with a ferocious face, and said sharply: "Now I am the king, and you are the rebel!"

Nephthys' eyes trembled slightly, but he still raised his face, and even though he was starting to become a little stiff, he still didn't flinch.

Seth stared at her face for a moment, and even Nephthys had fought off his involuntary fear when he burst out laughing.

"Hahaha! Good! Good!" He laughed a few times, and the smile quickly faded away, leaving only indifference in his eyes, "In that case, I'll tell you what I'm going to do."

As he spoke, he came to Nephthys again and raised his hand to grab it.

Nephthys accepted death as home, but she did not want to be caught without a fight. In other words, she would rather die to the gods who had the power to punish Set than to be forced to submit to Set.

She opened her shining wings, raised them upwards, and with a sudden shake, she flew towards Seth in a posture that was not so much an attack, but a death-seeking gesture.

Seth snorted coldly, advanced instead of retreating, raised the spear in his hand mercilessly, and stabbed straight out.

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The sharp blade penetrated into the flesh, piercing the delicate body obliquely, the sharp blade was stained with golden blood, refracting the sunlight sprinkled from the broken veil, shining brilliantly.

Seth stretched out his left arm to stop Nephthys, and put his head on each other's shoulders. The two husband and wife who had parted ways seemed to have returned to the old days when they were glued together, snuggling up to each other.

"you……"

Nephthys was interrupted just as she was about to speak out. Seth turned her wrist and the pain of the sharp blade spinning in her abdomen made her scream in pain.

"Don't try to run away from me." Seth whispered in her ear, "Even if you are going to die, you must stay by my side."

Nephthys couldn't understand his words, but felt creepy, so she wanted to turn her face to look at him.

However Seth did not give her this chance.

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"Ah!!~"

Nephthys screamed as she felt the wings being grabbed.

Seth let go of Nephthys, and let him fall to the ground, golden divine blood poured out from the puncture wound in his abdomen, smearing the ground.

She lost all her strength and found it difficult to even raise her head. When she was in a daze, she only heard the sound of footsteps. She tried to look up following the sound, and saw Seth nailing the spear to the ground, then squatting down and splashing A feather's luster faded and turned into a golden wing.

Seth seemed to be aware of the gaze. He stood up and looked back. Their eyes met and he grinned: "Unfortunately, all I want to keep are your wings."

He pulled out his spear, walked up to Nephthys, stepped on him with one foot, grabbed the other wing with one hand, raised the spear blade with the other, and slashed it down.

"Become my strength, Patronus!"

It was such a scene that met the eyes of Horus who had finally arrived.

And at this time, in the temple of the god above the gods, the battle was raging.

(End of this chapter)