when i got pregnant with the last god cub

When Tina, the god of sleep, heard the word "coffin", her face changed slightly.

She instantly understood the intention of the God Cat Kate, but what she didn't expect was that the coffin, which was enough to rewrite the second half of the myth system, was actually made by the woman in front of her.

The cat of Ra has never appeared in the entire glorious and huge mythical story, but the gears of this series of stories are all driven by her own hands, and thus ushered in a bleak and tragic ending.

She seduced Seth, the Lord of Strength, and delivered the golden coffin that could kill the heir to the throne to Seth himself.

Then through the hands of Seth, he killed Osiris, the heir to the throne, as he wished with just a few words of effort, which led to the fall of the entire mythological system.

Tina, the god of sleep, was in a trance for a moment. She was as smart as her, but she figured out all the ins and outs in just a few seconds.

Now that Kate came to her, she just wanted to repeat the old drama.

In the past, Seth, the Lord of Power who was aggrieved and suffered injustice, is now the God of Sleep who lost her eyes and fell from the throne.

The person who is being targeted by Kate, the cat of God, is always a chess piece that can be used easily.

Tina didn't say a word. In fact, she was not a fool. If she missed one hit, she would be doomed.

"It seems that you have already guessed its origin." Kate narrowed her eyes slightly, "I tailor-made this coffin for Osiris. It's a pity that I couldn't completely kill him last time."

"This time, with Tina, the god of sleep, we have to do it."

Tina didn't answer her words, but frowned and asked:

"Then how can I trick His Highness into the golden coffin? What's more, I can't get close to His Highness at all."

Upon hearing this, Kate quickly revealed all of her wishful thinking.

"Don't worry honey, I've already thought about it for you."

"As long as you are willing to get out of this dark room, with your relationship with Nephthys, will you not be able to get close to Osiris?"

Speaking of this, Kate paused for a moment, with a hint of sarcasm in her tone:

"What's more, the current Osiris is a human being prone to overflowing sympathy, as long as you give this gift in the name of blessing the birth of the next main god..."

Kate put a cold metal bracelet in Tina's hand, and said softly:

"You know what I mean?"

Tina froze all over, the hard thing in her hand didn't weigh much, but a cold breath bent and crawled from her skin like a snake.

"...I can't do this." Tina had a bitter taste in her mouth.

Kate didn't allow her to refuse, "You have to do this, just for yourself, right?"

The God of Sleep, Tina, stopped talking, so Kate slowed down and said softly:

"My dear, think about whether your future and those lost eyes are worth it."

"I'll put the things in your place first, I hope you won't be so stupid as to tell me about my meeting with you."

Kate smiled, "The one in Osiris' family is more suspicious than you can imagine."

From the time of the first war not long ago, the man wanted to test and kill the disloyal ministers, and he could know his heart of stone.

"Whether you really want to harm Osiris or not, he will never keep you."

After Kate finished speaking, she disappeared in place. Those cold words floated around the room a few times, and then they were all scattered.

In the blink of an eye, the pitch-black surroundings were eerily silent, and Tina was left alone in the emptiness.

Tina silently squeezed the cold bracelet in her hand, it was a murderous weapon transformed from a golden coffin.

In the days that followed, it was true that Nephthys came to visit Tina less and less often as Kate, the cat of God Ra, had said, and there was no more words between the two of them.

For a moment, Tina felt that she was a child abandoned by the main god.

Even though she knew that the main god wanted to kill her thousands of years ago, so why would she abandon it.

She has never been favored by the gods.

On this day, Song Cheng inexplicably received many blessing gifts made by the gods, all of which were for the unborn cubs.

This made Song Cheng a little overwhelmed and at the same time flattered, especially when the weaver walked over tremblingly on his old cold legs, and handed a beautiful enough miniature human leather coat to the young man's hand.

With a rather moved expression, he said:

"It is said that a son is like a father. I specially woven such a handsome dress for His Royal Highness!"

"It was carved out of the same mold as the great sun god!"

"Your Highness, don't worry, I guarantee that your little Highness will be as cute and beautiful as a human child!"

Song Cheng: "..." For a moment, he didn't know which point to complain about.

Listening to the weaver's words, Song Cheng couldn't help shaking his hands when he thought that the person in his stomach might not have the shape of a human being.

"...Then what, I've accepted the clothes, thank you, thank you." Song Cheng picked up the decent little dress to have a look, it wasn't scary but it was tactile enough.

He couldn't help murmuring:

"Maybe it will be useful in the future, maybe it is."

Standing next to him, Zheng Yanxu coughed in embarrassment, then stuffed the little dress into the bag casually.

But the gifts of the gods continued, Nephthys cut a few huge root feathers from his own wings, and made a small feather coat.

"Since the elder brother can fly, Horus as the younger brother cannot fall."

Nephthys smiled and handed the little feather coat to Song Cheng's hands. This little wing will change at will as the child grows.

Although it is not as agile as the real wings, the speed of flying is not slow.

Song Cheng was so envious, his eyes could not move away from that beautiful and soft feather coat, he almost wanted to ask Nephthys if he could wear this little dress.

If Seth hadn't slipped a small brown horn into his hand, he'd really almost asked.

Seth tapped the small children's horn with his chin, and said a little proudly:

"What his uncle gave him is always the best and strongest."

"This horn, as long as it is blown, it can attract sandstorms out of thin air, and no one can easily hurt the little guy."

Song Cheng's eyes widened, looked left and right, then lowered his voice, leaned over and said:

"Come on Seth, he's still a kid, isn't this thing a little too dangerous?"

Everyone who came to send blessings made some small toys by themselves, just to show their hearts, and there were not a few who gave jewelry and gems.

It is still rare to directly send a lethal weapon like Seth.

If the brat is ignorant and blows it casually, a building will be gone, and he and Old Zheng will have to pay for it in the future.

Seth was taken aback, "It should be... all right?"

"Anubis liked playing this game very much when he was a child." Seth insisted on regaining some self-confidence.

But Nephthys quickly exposed him, "Forget it, Seth, when Anubis played with this thing when he was a child, didn't he eat a mouthful of sand?"

"I'm afraid you are the only one who finds it interesting." Nephthys paused, "Maybe the sand won't choke you to death?"

Seth's body is the incarnation of the desert, so naturally he won't be choked to death by the sand.

But for other gods who are not sand itself, being choked by sand is indeed a very painful thing.

Especially for those young ones who are only as high as the calf, it is undoubtedly a very suffocating way to play.

"Then he has grown up well." Seth murmured unwillingly.

Seeing the bickering couple, Song Cheng hastily put away the small horn so as not to cause the wind and sand to collide again.

The weather is fine today, the spring is bright in the small garden, everyone is here for afternoon tea, he doesn't want this pleasant time to turn into a mess.

After Song Cheng accepted the feather coat and horn, Nephthys did not leave, but hesitated for a moment and said:

"Song Cheng, it's not convenient for Tina to come here today, so..." I brought the gift here for her.

But before she finished her sentence, she was interrupted by the cold words of the visitor.

"I am convenient, of course I am convenient, Nephthys."

Nephthys froze for a moment, then turned her head sharply.

Tina, God of Sleep, was still wearing the pale pink long dress that she used to trap Nopes before, and the side of the long dress was stained with golden blood that could not be wiped off.

That was what flowed down when she lost her eyes.

Tina's thin and shriveled cheeks made her almost lose her original beauty, and the most eye-catching eyes in the past were naked|naked|naked with only two openings left.

She didn't hide it, and she didn't even feel embarrassed at all, she just wasn't used to this dazzling light and strange environment.

Tina groped a little bit and came over. Although she didn't want to look so embarrassed, she was still a bit embarrassed.

At least compared to everyone's decency and glamor, she seems to have deliberately come to mess things up.

"Tina?"

Nephthys was taken aback, and hurried over to support her.

"Why are you here? I thought you didn't want to come out, so..."

Nephthys prepared gifts for Tina and even prepared a speech.

But Tina didn't seem to need it, she gently pushed Nephthys' hand away, and said softly:

"Thank you Nephthys, but I want to personally send my blessings to the future Lord God."

She walked up to Song Cheng, smiled and asked:

"Is that all right, Your Highness?"

Song Cheng was slightly taken aback, and the man standing beside him couldn't help frowning.

"Yes, of course."

Song Cheng really couldn't bear to refuse, he remembered that time when he and Tina were waiting for the bus by the side of the road, the woman's face showed love and regret for the child.

She has the right to bless Zai Zai. In front of the child, other things can be put aside.

"Your Highness, you are as barren as I am. If it was the past, I would like to send you the most beautiful dream in the world, and put on Chinese clothes for your little Highness."

Tina paused, smiled wryly and said:

"But now, the only thing I can give you is this."

Tina stretched out her hand, and in her skinny palm lay a delicate and small bracelet.

The moment Song Cheng stretched out his hand to take it, Tina suddenly smiled apologetically.

"I hope you don't blame me."

Song Cheng was shocked all over, before he had time to react, suddenly a terrible attraction erupted from the bracelet in his hand, trying to drag it in.

And when he looked up again, it turned out that what Tina gave him was not a bracelet at all, but a cold and tailor-made golden coffin.

The author has something to say: Zai Zai: I, I have already felt the suffocating love of Shushu (((o(*?▽?*)o)))

Seth: Are you playing a sandstorm?The kind that can be sand sculpted (smile.jpg)