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Arthur Harrow stopped less than three meters from Steven Grant, quietly awaiting his answer.
"Alright..."
Steven Grant glanced at the enemies fanning out around him, deliberately putting on a helpless, compromising expression, and said:
"You're right. Khonshu is sealed now, so there's no need for me to die here for him."
A few days ago, when searching for clues to the tomb containing Amit's ushabti, they needed to recreate the night sky from two thousand years ago to match the coordinates on the constellation map they found.
Driven by a desire for revenge, Khonshu ignored the previous warnings from the Nine Pillars Gods and once again violated regulations by activating his divine power. He teamed up with Steven Grant, who had transformed into Mr. Knight, to jointly manipulate the night sky above Egypt, successfully restoring it to two thousand years ago and precisely locating the tomb.
However, Khonshu's repeated alteration of the sky in Egypt led to his consciousness and power being sealed into the ushabti by the agents of the gods.
Therefore, neither Steven Grant nor Mark Spector currently possesses the Moon's Power and cannot transform.
Otherwise, "they" would certainly not be standing here talking like this... they would have started fighting long ago.
Arthur Harrow evidently noticed something, a playful glint flashing in his eyes, but he still feigned nonchalance and nodded to a subordinate beside him.
The subordinate immediately understood, stepping towards Steven Grant, intending to retrieve the ushabti from his hand.
"Here..."
Steven Grant pretended to hand over the ushabti, and as the subordinate lowered his gun, he abruptly switched personalities, bringing out the battle-proficient Mark Spector.
But just as Mark was about to snatch the gun and take the worshipper hostage, Arthur Harrow pulled the trigger without hesitation, and a volley of gunshots suddenly rang out.
Bang, bang, bang—
Three bullets precisely struck Mark Spector's chest, blood immediately splattering out, and his body, after a brief delay, heavily crashed to the ground... [prestige points +9, +9, +9...]
[Detectable souls available for collection, Warp souls +1, +1, +1]
..."Mark, Steven, and the other soul in this body, I'm truly sorry, but it seems you made a wrong choice."
"But sometimes, only cold death can help us see reality more clearly..."
Arthur Harrow's subordinate retrieved Amit's ushabti from the corpse. Arthur took it, then slowly walked to the elevated platform where the golden sarcophagus rested, and spoke to the kneeling worshippers below:
"So now, who wants to come with me to the land where the gods sleep, to release our God... and save this World?!"
Although Amit's ushabti had been found, its sealed power and consciousness could not be released unless it was shattered at a designated location.
And that designated location was, of course... the Hall of Gods, the burial chamber inside the Khufu Pyramid specifically used for the Nine Pillars Gods meetings.
That place is the only link connecting the Celestial Heliopolis with Earth, known as the Golden Bridge of the Path of the Gods!!!
Only by shattering this ushabti there could Amit be fully freed.
However.
What no one knew was that what Arthur Harrow desired now was far more than simply releasing the Loki Amit.
As Tzeentch's most devout follower, he intended to help his Master complete a grand test.
If the experiment succeeded, then the entire Egyptian pantheon... no, it should be said, all pantheons would begin their demise from that moment.
And Amit was merely a tool being used by Arthur Harrow.
Simply put... he was using Amit's power to carry out Tzeentch's instructions!!
"We are willing to offer our lives for My Lord Amit," the worshippers responded in unison.
"Very good." Arthur Harrow nodded with satisfaction, then led everyone out of the tomb and headed for the Khufu Pyramid.
After everyone left, a distraught figure emerged from the shadows. It was none other than Mark Spector's wife, Leila El.
"Mark, don't scare me, wake up quickly."
Leila El cradled her husband's body, sobbing: "Don't leave me alone here, you bastard, wake up!"
"Leila?"
Just then, Mark Spector, who had supposedly died, suddenly "came alive," closing his eyes and saying:
"Something is terribly wrong, Mark's soul is gone... no, to be precise, all three personalities within him are gone."
"Ah!!!"
Leila El was instantly terrified by this eerie scene, quickly hiding behind the golden sarcophagus, peeking out her head and asking tremblingly: "Who... who are you?"
The reason she asked this was because the voice that had just come from Mark Spector's mouth was a woman's voice.
Could Mark have another unknown female personality within him?
But... he was clearly dead?!
How could a dead person speak?
"Don't be afraid, I am Taweret, the Goddess of childbirth and fertility. I am currently possessing the deceased Mark and speaking with you, understood?"
'Taweret' gave a simple explanation, then immediately returned to the main topic.
"Listen, I don't know what went wrong, but Mark and his other two personalities' souls did not appear in Duat after death. This situation is clearly very abnormal."
"So, to figure out what happened to them, we must first release Khonshu. Perhaps he has a way to revive Mark?"
"Wait a minute?"
Leila El stepped out from behind the golden sarcophagus, asking with some uncertainty: "What did you mean by 'revive' just now? Is Mark..."
Before she could finish, 'Taweret' interrupted: "That's right, Mark is Khonshu's avatar... what you humans call an agent. So Khonshu should have a way to revive him."
"Then... what should I do?" Leila El asked without hesitation.
"That's simple. You need to find and shatter Khonshu's ushabti in the Hall of Gods inside the Khufu Pyramid, and he will be released from the seal."
"However, to achieve this, your strength alone probably won't be enough. You must possess extraordinary power to ensure success, so it's best if you become my avatar... my agent!"
Finally, 'Taweret' did not forget to add a compliment, "Mark praised you a lot before, and your body is also very compatible with my power."
"No, I want to rely on my own strength."
Leila El shook her head resolutely.
The various abnormalities that had occurred to her husband, Mark Spector, had made her completely distrust these so-called gods.
In her opinion, the gods were merely a source of evil that enslaved humans and brought about slaughter, the true culprits directly responsible for her husband's death!
"Listen, Leila, I know what you're thinking."
'Taweret' earnestly persuaded: "Arthur Harrow can use Amit's power through that blessed staff. With his numerous followers, he is far more powerful than the agents of other gods. You alone absolutely cannot fight him."
Leila El fell silent.
Undoubtedly, 'Taweret' was right.
Even the battle-hardened Mark had died at his hands, let alone a weak woman like her.
"Alright, but I'll only be your agent temporarily."
Leila El finally chose to compromise out of helplessness. She now needed power to 'revive' her beloved.
"Wow, that's great! If your father could hear this news, he'd be overjoyed," 'Taweret' said excitedly.
"Wait, you know my father?"
"That's right, after he died, I personally guided him to the Field of Reeds... but now is not a good time to discuss this. Any later, and you might not catch up to Harrow and his group."
'Taweret' pinched her chin, striking a thoughtful pose, then snapped her fingers a moment later and said excitedly:
"I suddenly thought of a magnificent battle suit that might help you."
Swish—
With the completion of the Agent Contract, the next second, under the infusion of divine power, Leila El's attire instantly transformed into a combat suit with golden wings.
"Congratulations, Leila, from now on, you are the Scarlet Scarab!!"
...Soon.
Arthur Harrow and his subordinates arrived by car in front of the Khufu Pyramid.
Without a divine summons, the only way to enter the Hall of Gods inside was to forcibly open a passage from the outside.
After successfully climbing to a height of about a hundred meters, Arthur Harrow raised his hand to dismiss his subordinates, then held up his double-headed crocodile staff.
Bang—
The staff, imbued with Amit's divine power, heavily struck the ground, and an invisible ripple spread out.
Clatter—
Giant stones weighing hundreds of tons began to move to both sides, quickly revealing a deep passage directly leading to the Hall of Gods inside.
And at this moment.
Inside the Hall of Gods, five figures emerged consecutively from different passages. They were the five agents of the New Nine Pillars Gods.
"What's going on? Why is there a disturbance outside?" The agent of Osiris, the God of the Underworld, spoke first, looking shocked.
"Did your gods also sense the anomaly here?"
The agent of Horus, the God of Vengeance, also looked puzzled.
Almost as soon as the anomaly occurred outside the Khufu Pyramid, they all immediately felt their respective gods' summons and rushed here.
"This is unusual. Someone is trying to release Amit," said the agent of Hathor, the Goddess of Love and Beauty, the only one in the know, with a solemn expression.
"Are you talking about Arthur Harrow?"
Horus's agent reacted quickly, asking in confusion: "But why would he do that?"
However, before the agents could fully grasp the situation, a huge gap had already appeared in the opposite wall, and then Arthur Harrow emerged from the dark passage with a group of heavily armed subordinates.
"Tsk tsk, my loyal followers, you absolutely cannot imagine what the gods are hiding from humanity here..."
Facing the five highly vigilant agents, Arthur Harrow said calmly:
"I advise you all not to obstruct my actions. You are judges, not warriors. There's no need to throw your lives away with reckless actions!"
"Silence! You dare to defy the judgment of the gods? This is the greatest blasphemy against the Nine Pillars Gods."
The agent of Osiris, the God of the Underworld, attacked without a word, firing a silver-white beam of divine power from his palm towards Arthur Harrow and his group, but it was successfully blocked by Arthur using his divine power.
"Overestimating yourself."
Arthur Harrow's face showed a mocking expression, and at that moment, a blue Tzeentch rune suddenly appeared on his forehead.
Buzz—
A majestic blue psionic energy surged from his body.
Time seemed to be forcibly frozen at this moment.
The agents, struck by this immense psionic energy, instantly stopped their movements.
But it wasn't a complete stop.
Instead, it was a state of infinite slowness, almost like a stop!
Arthur Harrow's subordinates behind him were naturally no exception.
The "flow of time" throughout the Hall of Gods seemed to have been paused, eerily suspended in the previous second.
Those within this space could still perceive external events, but their bodies were utterly unable to move an inch.
That's right, Arthur Harrow was using Tzeentch magic—Time Stop!!
With Amit's power, Arthur Harrow could freeze the five agents for about five seconds.
Though seemingly brief, it was enough for him to counter-attack.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
Five brightly colored psionic arrows instantly struck the bodies of the five agents opposite, and after the Time Stop ended, with nauseating and uncontrollable mutations, they instantly twisted the bodies of the five agents into piles of indescribable, disgusting flesh.
Bolt of Change—another advanced psionic spell from Tzeentch magic, perfectly suited for dealing with the agents of gods.
Because even the power of the gods cannot resist these uncontrollable mutations!!
"I said, we didn't have to come to this... this is all your own doing."
Arthur Harrow slowly lowered his staff, took Amit's ushabti from his subordinate, and then slammed it heavily onto the ground.