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The moment the ushabti shattered, a wave of dark purple light instantly swept out.
Then, it gathered frantically, circled the temple a few times, and finally transformed into a giant figure over three meters tall with a crocodile head on the high platform.
That's right, she was Amit, the Devourer, whom Khonshu and other gods regarded as Loki.
Perhaps her name is not widely known, but if her work were mentioned, she would be a household name in Egypt.
According to legend, in Egypt, after believers in the gods died, Anubis, the God of Death, would place their heart and a feather symbolizing "truth" on opposite ends of a scale.
If the heart was heavier than the feather, it meant that the deceased had committed many evil deeds during their life.
Then Anubis would throw his heart to Amit to be devoured.
In this way, the souls of those whose hearts were devoured would never be able to enter Celestial Heliopolis.
They could only fall into Duat, the Underworld, never finding peace.
Conversely, if the heart was lighter than the feather, then that person could successfully pass through the Field of Reeds and enter Celestial Heliopolis to serve the gods, and their soul would find eternal peace.
Therefore, in the Egyptian mythological system, Amit has always been regarded by human scholars as representing truth, fairness, and order.
And indeed, Amit possesses the power to judge a person's good and evil.
As her followers, they would have a two-headed crocodile scale on their arm, which could be used to detect the righteousness and wickedness in others' hearts.
"Very good, I am finally released."
Amit looked at the kneeling crowd below and said, "So… who is the one who released me? I want to thank him properly."
"It is I."
Arthur Harrow looked up devoutly and said, "My Goddess, I am your most devout follower, so you do not need to thank me at all."
Amit slowly walked down the steps, circled Arthur Harrow, and said with some confusion, "It's strange, your scale is clearly not balanced, but you can still activate my power through that staff."
"Yes."
Arthur Harrow explained without concealment, "I once tried to balance the scale through repentance, but to successfully release my Goddess, I did many unforgivable things, so it can never be balanced… But no matter the outcome, I am willing to accept your judgment."
"Very good, you are very devout."
Amit was clearly pleased with this statement, extended her large hand to press on his head, and said meaningfully:
"The imbalance of the scale is merely because you have too many unfulfilled tasks."
Arthur Harrow immediately said like a warrior ready to sacrifice himself, "I understand, great Goddess, to prevent the World from suffering the pain I bring, I am willing to accept any of your dispositions."
But who would have thought, Amit shook her head, "No, you misunderstood. The unfulfilled tasks I mentioned actually refer to serving me… A dead person cannot serve me, so your death has been postponed."
"My former servant, although his scale could achieve perfect balance, I was imprisoned for two thousand years…"
Before she could finish speaking, Arthur Harrow looked up and directly faced her, "My Goddess, now my followers are all over the World. They are all people I have carefully selected, with perfectly balanced hearts, and they are always ready to serve you."
"That's right, but the one who truly released me… is you."
Amit said in an undeniable tone, "So you are the avatar I need now. Serve me, and your soul will find peace… Do not let past suffering become an obstacle to your progress."
Immediately, divine power was directly poured into Arthur Harrow's body.
And at the same time.
Leila El, who had been following Arthur Harrow by flying, finally found Khonshu's ushabti in the tomb chamber on the other side of the Hall of Gods, which was specifically used to store sealed artifacts.
Snap—
After shattering the ushabti, a gray smoke rose, and Khonshu's massive figure gradually materialized.
"Huh? What's going on? I can't feel Mark Spector's presence in this World anymore?"
Although Khonshu's head was a bird-like skull, his surprise could still be discerned from his voice.
The moment he was released, he felt that his avatar was gone.
So he slowly looked down at Leila El, who had released him from the seal, and said, "Without a doubt, Mark was killed… and completely annihilated."
"Bastard, he died because of you."
Leila El suppressed the anger in her heart and said with a face full of grief, "You must find a way to revive him."
"No, no, no, I'm afraid you haven't truly understood what I just said." Khonshu shook his head slightly, "Didn't Taweret tell you that Mark's soul disappeared?"
"Even I cannot revive him without a soul… However, his death is not the end. I now need another person to be an avatar to help me stop what is about to happen."
Khonshu aimed his hollow eye sockets at Leila El, "I feel Taweret's power within you, but that is only a temporary blessing… Leila El, are you willing to become the Moon Knight who protects night travelers?"
"By the way, my power is far stronger than Taweret's!"
"Hey, Khonshu, your blatant snatching of my avatar is strictly forbidden by the Nine Pillars Gods."
Taweret protested through Leila El's body, but then the latter regained control of her body and questioned Khonshu with a look of disbelief:
"What the hell are you talking about? You personally turned Mark's life into a nightmarish farce, and now he's dead… because of you. Not only do you not think about how to revive him, but you also want me to work for you?"
"No, you are wrong, Mark actually died because of you." Khonshu immediately shifted the blame, "The reason he got into trouble was all because of you; you distracted him, which led to his death."
"Now that the deed is done, even I cannot reverse the outcome, so if you truly love him as you say, then avenge him with action… And I can give you the power for revenge."
It must be said, Khonshu's words were highly deceptive, and he was excellent at shifting blame.
"No, I don't care about your power."
Leila El, with red eyes, retorted somewhat hysterically, "Mark didn't trust you, and I don't trust you either… I will avenge him, but with my own power."
"Poor fool, your plan is destined to fail, because with only your power and Taweret's, you cannot contend with Harrow and Amit. I believe Taweret has told you this."
No sooner had Khonshu's words fallen than Taweret's voice rang out, "Leila, although this guy's words are annoying, I have to admit that when it comes to combat, Khonshu is indeed stronger than me."
Leila El immediately fell silent. After a long silence, she slowly said, "Alright, for revenge, we can cooperate temporarily, but you can't expect to enslave me like you did Mark!!"
Khonshu was quite satisfied with this outcome, as the situation was extremely urgent, and besides Leila in front of him, he had no time to find other avatars.
"Next, you must first become my avatar, and then we can work together to re-imprison Amit."
With that, he poured his power into Leila El's body, and her body was immediately covered by a layer of grayish-white bandages.
But miraculously, the golden wings behind her, symbolizing the power of the Scarlet Scarab, did not disappear.
Clearly, Leila El successfully accommodated the powers of two gods, becoming a dual avatar.
However, due to her own constitution and not truly believing in Khonshu and Taweret, the power she could use was very limited.
"Now, how do we stop Amit?"
Leila El felt a surge of immense power filling her entire body, which greatly boosted her confidence.
"Don't rush, it's not that simple."
Khonshu reminded her in a grave tone, "Only by using the residual power of the other avatars in the Hall of Gods can we have a chance to re-seal Amit… However, this time, she will probably need to be sealed within a mortal body."
"You mean a real body, not a statue?"
Leila El asked somewhat uncertainly, "No problem, I think that bastard Arthur Harrow is the best candidate, but what do I do next?"
"Wait for my signal. I will first weaken her power as much as possible, and then it will be your time to appear."
Immediately, Khonshu's form transformed into a wisp of smoke and appeared in the tomb chamber where Amit and her followers were, blocking their path.
"Oh, look who it is?"
Amit teased with a playful expression, "Khonshu, it looks like your days here haven't been so great either?"
"You are right."
Khonshu slammed his staff, which had a crescent-shaped tip, heavily onto the ground and said sternly:
"But after the gods retreated to Celestial Heliopolis, Egypt became my territory, and I will not allow you to run wild here!!"
That's right, the reason Khonshu was willing to risk being sealed to stop Arthur Harrow from reviving Amit was not because he cared about the lives of humans.
It was merely because he feared that her appearance would snatch away the territory he had painstakingly built up in Egypt.
After all, now, without the constraints of the old-fashioned Nine Pillars Gods, Khonshu was living a very comfortable life in Egypt.
He could kill people through his avatars and gain a lot of souls and faith.
Now, a stronger and more dominant god suddenly appeared, wanting to share a piece of the pie. No one would agree to that.
"Run wild?"
Amit slowly walked towards Khonshu and said calmly, "No, my destiny is set, and like everyone else, I will bring a rare balance to this World…"
However, before she could finish speaking, she was directly interrupted by Khonshu's angry voice, "Although you keep talking about balance, you chose a butcher as your avatar."
Khonshu pointed his staff at the calm-faced Arthur Harrow opposite him and said word by word, "Your avatar is an out-and-out sinner!!"
"Butcher? Sinner? Those are very serious accusations."
Amit shook her head with a playful expression, "If I remember correctly, the one who chose him as an avatar first was you, wasn't it?"
"Khonshu, in my opinion, all your slanders against him now are just jealousy of his loyalty to me…"
"Heh heh, loyalty?"
Khonshu, whose little scheme had been exposed, was somewhat flustered but was still trying his best to suppress his anger.
"Then I want to ask you, what kind of price does such loyalty require? Do you want to create an empty World? And… I'm sure he is far more cunning than you imagine!"
Facing the accusation, Arthur Harrow's face remained unhurried, and he said lightly:
"My Goddess, don't listen to this mad god. His eyes have long been blinded by jealousy and anger. He is merely deliberately stalling for time, trying to find a way to re-seal you."
Compared to Khonshu, Amit clearly trusted Arthur Harrow more.
After all, one had always obstructed her release, while the other had gone through great hardships to successfully release her.
"Khonshu, I know what you're thinking, but as a lofty god, your beliefs are too wavering."
Amit's tone gradually turned cold, "Actually, in my opinion, there isn't much difference in what you and I hope for this World."
"It's just that you always like to punish those who have already committed evil deeds, but I prefer to nip evil in the bud before they commit evil deeds, so that no one will suffer."
"We two could clearly cooperate, but you always obstruct me…"
But Khonshu clearly disliked Amit's statement and interrupted impolitely, "No, what we two do is completely different. I judge sinners, while you target people who haven't even committed crimes yet."
"Amit, even after being imprisoned for two thousand years, you still show no remorse. I will not give you the chance to meddle in Egypt."
Amit sneered, "Is that so? It seems there's nothing left to discuss!!"
As her voice fell, Amit directly whipped Khonshu far away with her tail.