Egyptian Mythology: Daily Life of the Desert God

In the temple of Nephthys.

On the wooden table with carved patterns are several empty pottery pots and cups.

Ropers fell asleep on one side.

Isis and Osiris left before dawn.

Nephthys sat on the side, staring blankly outside the temple, with a sad look in his eyes.

"Are you sad for Osiris again?"

At this time, a voice came from the shadows in the corner of the temple.

"I don't like guessing riddles, what exactly is a certain being?"

The manager smiled, took the gold coin, took out a piece of papyrus from the box, and asked.

And distributed the burning materials corresponding to the number of people.

Seth opened his mouth and said: "War."

Patriarch Salslow ordered that all tables, chairs, cloth, and even food that could be burned be taken out.

The tribe living in this oasis also calls itself the Starlight Tribe.

Does such an existence have a fatal weakness? !

After taking some time to digest this answer, Nephthys suppressed all expressions and said coldly.

"A sister who needs care from her brothers and sisters."

"You can't say it." The voice in the corner replied: "If I say it, my presence will be discovered."

People who say they don’t have a tribe are the ones who really don’t have a tribe.

"Whether it was the evil god or the traces of the existence that spread Black Spot, they are gone."

After the disasters of Black Spot and Freeze, of the hundreds of tribes that believed in him, only fifty were considered large tribes.

"Osiris has no idea what happened to you and him," the voice continued.

By that time, they will definitely be annexed by other tribes and convert to other gods.

He remembered the faces of the two caravans of the Starlight Tribe, a total of 358 people.

Hearing this answer, the other three tribal warriors looked shocked, then excited!

Before the disaster, there were two caravans walking outside their oasis.

"It's time to plan the next step. I'm going to make some preparations." said the voice in the corner.

Thirty-three people died of black spot disease, which killed most of the tribe.

Nephthys turned aside and tried to calm down her anger.

The life of weaving the threads of his own destiny has not yet been completed, Seth estimates it will take a month.

"Set," the young man replied.

The market was empty after the disaster.

"However, black spot disease is spread by followers of the evil god."

Matt thought for a moment and said, "But Set supported Sekhmet's conclusion."

Neither of these people would be spies from other oases, because they would not join any tribe.

After speaking, Set used Ankh to outline a divine door leading to the temple in the distance.

Ropers was instantly filled with happiness.

"I want to apply for a trade certificate." The young man said.

Nephthys was silenced with one sentence.

Hearing this, the young man smiled and said, "I am a traveling businessman."

After watching the clone leave, Seth sighed.

The young men and women did not care about other people's eyes and led the camels to the trading market management office.

At this time, Roperus got up, and he saw Nephthys standing aside in a daze, smiling.

There are few people now, and foreigners are conspicuous, and whatever they do will be noticed.

Then groups of tribesmen were arranged to hide in temples and large-capacity warehouses.

They were very surprised to see young men and women riding camels carrying boxes.

At this time, the tribal warrior with green grass braided in his hair on the right looked into the distance.

The tribal warriors let it in, which meant it passed the preliminary inspection.

Even though he went to the underworld at night to replenish the lost desert territory, he still did not completely restore the authority of the desert.

He has black hair and black eyes, handsome appearance, wearing a white skirt, and a necklace made of shells and obsidian around his neck.

"She said the desert produced toxins that were trying to kill all life in the desert."

After moving them to the plains, without the natural barrier, they will definitely be defeated by other tribes.

"Master." The camel shouted respectfully.

"It's possible." Thoth put away the papyrus and said, "But there is one more thing."

"Our investigation conflicts with Sekhmet's conclusions."

His eyesight is good and his memory is not bad.

Fortunately, most gods only believe in one oasis, and there are a lot of humans in oases who do not believe in gods other than the sun god.

Their tribe can't hold on until the natural disaster ends!

"When Shu met with us yesterday, he also said that he and Sekhmet worked together to verify Sekhmet's conclusion."

The warrior with green grass braided in his hair looked at the man warily and said, "Who are you and why do you come to our tribe?"

In the Yellow Sand Temple.

This sentence was no less than a thunder in Nephthys's heart, so that her face was full of shock.

"Dear Matt, my gut tells me something bad is going on in the shadows."

"Go and search for the talents you need." Seth warned the clone, "But don't leave the desert, otherwise your body will collapse."

Desert east.

The rest of the tribes, except for the betrayal of Duck Grass Oasis, have all been destroyed.

"In his eyes, you are just his sister."

"Would you like to collect flowers to decorate the temple together today?"

"Yeah." Nephthys responded perfunctorily.

Hearing this, the voice laughed.

An answer without loopholes.

He, Amon and other beings planned whatever they wanted to do, and they only dared to plan when God La entered the underworld.

From this, He must know the secret of the golden river.

After a while, a young man and woman arrived on camels carrying two boxes.

The other type is criminals who were exiled from the tribe.

Hearing this voice, Nephthys ignored it.

Disease and natural disasters killed one-tenth of their tribe.

Unfortunately, among these tribes, only Dameses qualified.

"What's the secret of the second sun and the golden river?"

Seth sat on the throne, thinking about the believers.

"They are not from our tribe."

Three eight, one sixty two, five, five three

The soldier with green grass braided in his hair knew why his comrades were excited, and he sighed deeply.

"The evil god should die because he lost all his followers."

"Hello, it's our first time meeting you." The young man greeted politely.

They were still vigilantly waiting for the arrival.

The stranded merchants left and new merchants did not arrive.

"What did you see?" a soldier asked.

However, silence is silence.

Thoth, who was wearing a crown of heron feathers and holding a page of papyrus, sighed and said: "When the authority of the desert god was damaged, black spots appeared in the desert and evil gods that were imperceptible to truth appeared."

A ruined oasis welcomed two gods.