Aman'Thul in Marvel Universe

As the chief prophet after the apocalypse, Aaron knew from the first day he took office that in the face of an ambitious pharaoh whose extraordinary abilities were almost the same as those of gods, it was no longer possible for the Temple of Amun to compete with the pharaoh.In fact, he was certain that the reason why Apocalypse passed the position of Chief Prophet to him was not because of how virtuous and respected he was on the surface, but because at the age of eighty, he was exactly what Apocalypse wanted and was the best person to suppress the theocratic power. Object.

Therefore, for many years, he has led the temple to behave well under the rule of Apocalypse. This kind of caution has prevented Apocalypse from making a big move, and barely allowed the Temple of Amon to have a place in the dynasty.

But today, the Pharaoh unexpectedly appeared such a possibility of returning the glory of the gods. Even though this prophet was over ninety years old, he couldn't help but feel a little excited. By fate, they were the first to learn about the situation in the palace. The truth is, even the gods can't stand it if they don't grasp such an opportunity, and Aaron, the old fox, is indeed sophisticated and sharp enough.

The female official who was originally locked up in the backyard of the palace has disappeared. There is no doubt that the one under the throne of Horus God has won. As for the palace of Horus God Envoy, it has been destroyed long ago. What the hell: Are the thighs that want to flatter people there? Not sure, but the female officer's father, Visil, is definitely at the house.Everyone knows that the little girl named Twosla is the closest to that person. If she has a good relationship with Visil, wouldn't it mean that she is getting closer to that person's thigh in disguise?

Although there is still a layer of separation between Visil and the real owner, after all, two birds in the forest are worse than one in the hand, let alone the possibility that the real owner is in Visil's house.

Just a message from his prophet, and Aaron's heart had already turned seven or eight times.Under the plan, this old man who had remained calm under Tianqi's suppression for more than ten years couldn't help but feel proud.

The other fools in the royal city must not have received the information from the temple as quickly as they did. When the time comes, everyone will be lining up to share the fruit. My fruit must be the biggest and sweetest.

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

The four great envoys were slaughtered one by one by Amman in full view of the public. After that, he, the envoy of Horus, and Apocalypse took action in the palace. This turmoil that could affect or even subvert the entire dynasty had thrown Memphis into chaos, and when When Amman and Twosla suddenly appeared in front of him, Visir Ahmed's day became more tense and exciting than the others.

"Visil." Twosila was held in Amman's arms, still asleep, and all the other people were still. Amman said to Ahmed, "Find a room for Twosila."

"Two" suddenly saw his daughter. Ahmed temporarily ignored the surrounding guards, servants and his wife who were immobilized, and jumped up from the chair in surprise.

Although Ahmed is an old fox who has been immersed in the officialdom for many years, his love for his little daughter is not fake.Before, he could only feel distressed and helpless when Twosla was taken away and imprisoned by Apocalypse. Now, he was extremely happy to see his little daughter brought back.

But after all, Ahmed was someone who had worked under Tianqi's dictatorship for many years, and his ability to wink and advance and retreat had long been instinctive. When he couldn't help but walk in front of Amman with joy, he couldn't help but find the embarrassment of his actions.

This envoy of Horus appears here, and he also brings his daughter. There is no doubt that today’s battle between the Pharaoh and the gods has come to an end, and what is he going to do when he walks in front of this new god?

Fortunately, Anman certainly wouldn't mind this. He smiled and handed Twosila to her father, and then said: "Twosila is not in danger, but she still needs to rest now."

Ahmed held his daughter over, his arms felt heavy, and he felt relieved.

People like him clearly understand the current situation as soon as they see Amman. Whether Tianqi is dead or alive, the master of the dynasty must have changed, and the new supreme master of the kingdom is undoubtedly the one in front of him.Deciding between life and death, even making him, Visil, worse than death, is just a piece of cake. How can it not make people respect, fear, and tremble with fear at the same time?

"Yes, yes, yes." After hearing Amman's words, Ahmed held his sleeping daughter in his arms and led the way to the backyard, saying, "Please follow me."

After a brief moment of panic caused by a sudden loss of temper, Ahmed was in for a huge surprise.While leading Amman, the ancient Egyptian governor thought in his mind: He had been on good terms with the Horus envoy from the very beginning, even though Amman was assigned to preside over the construction of the new city for three years. Not breaking up with each other is already a step ahead for others, let alone his own daughter.

Looking at Twosla who was sleeping with her eyes closed, Ahmed felt that this little daughter he doted on was even more adorable. This was not his daughter. She was simply a treasure. He wanted to provide for her like a mother.Who doesn’t know that this messenger of Horus has always been very close to her, but unexpectedly, among the five messengers, the messenger of Horus, who has always been secretive, is the most powerful. After today, this messenger will be the new owner of the dynasty. , I am really developed this time.

Already imagining that he would become the Pharaoh's father-in-law, Ahmed took Anman to Twosila's room in the mansion, gently put his daughter down, let Twosila lie down on the bed, and then turned around. He said to Anman: "I wonder if you have any other instructions?"

Ahmed changed his mind and did not call him the messenger because he had thought too much: the messenger was no longer suitable, and the pharaoh had not yet decided, so he had to honor him first.

It was easy to guess Ahmed's thoughts, but Amman was too lazy to be polite to him, which might make him more uneasy, so he simply replied: "Just don't let anyone come and disturb you."

After hearing Aman's simple explanation, Ahmed knew that it was not appropriate for him to stay here any longer.He couldn't help feeling regretful, but he resigned and left the room.

"Trouble." Knowing that today's commotion will definitely cause a lot of trouble in Ancient Egypt, and a lot of funeral affairs will have to be settled by themselves, Anman couldn't help but muttered.

He put these mundane matters behind for the time being and dealt with more important matters.In a flash of blue light, two mirror images walked out of Anman, separated to the left and right.The light of the spell faded, and the two mirror clones who were connected to Anman also understood his thoughts, and each went out and flew in different directions.

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

The other is to return to Tianqi's palace, collect those technological weapons and bring them over.

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

Suddenly realizing that he still didn't really understand the situation in this world, Anman couldn't help but have a headache, but it was not as difficult as the matter in front of him.

He sat down in front of Twosla's sleeping bed, with a bitter look on his face. How was he going to face Twosla, and how was he going to explain to her?