Egyptian Mythology: Daily Life of the Desert God

Chapter 76 The Curse of the Desert God
Thoth quickly drew what looked like a small pile of gold nuggets.

Matt examined it for a moment, then swept the topmost gold nugget with the feather of truth.

An evil aura emerged from the gold nugget, trying to imbue the feather of truth, but was defeated instead!

As the evil aura dissipated, the gold nugget seemed to be corroded, and the surface became pitted and no longer had the luster of gold!
"It seems to be the blank power of faith?" Thoth was a little unsure.

Matt thought for a moment and took out a golden scale engraved with countless divine patterns of truth and justice.

The scales of truth and justice can only be used by those who hold the authority of truth and justice.

When Thoth saw the Scales of Truth, he understood what Maat wanted to do.

Under the truth, all disguises will be exposed.

With his divine power he took a gold nugget and placed it on the right side of the scale.

The scales on the left rise high.

The evil aura on the gold nugget is bound by the scale of truth.

Mat placed the Feather of Truth in his hand on the left side of the scale.

The divine patterns on the scale slowly lit up.

Then, the scale with the weightless feathers slowly fell!

Thoth and Matt looked at the gold nugget on the scale.

After a moment, a group of malicious power separated from the gold nugget.

The nugget shrunk in size by half.

The feathers on the other side continued to fall.

After the two sides were even, the gold nugget in the scale disappeared.

What replaced it was a mass of evil force filled with malice, a human finger bone, and a handful of yellow sand.

"It is the power of faith of the evil god that Seth killed." Matt concluded.

Thoth sealed all the remaining gold and put it away, saying.

"Based on the available evidence."

"It is very likely that the evil god who claims to be omnipotent caused the black spot disease in order to attract followers."

"His followers used fake gold to allow black spot disease to flow into many oases silently."

Human beings will be on guard against humans and even some animals.

However, no human being will defend gold.

Matt thought for a moment and said, "But we haven't seen any believers contaminated with evil power."

"This gold is transported by believers, and their bodies will definitely be contaminated with aura."

"Maybe he died for the evil god." Thoth thought of a possibility.

"It may also be hidden in other oases." Matt said: "Let's go to the next oasis."

"Okay." Tuo nodded.

The sun is setting in the west, and the desert is no longer hot, but has become cold.

Seth stood in mid-air, looking down.

Fires were lit one by one, with clay pots placed on them.

The women chatted and laughed, throwing the dried meat and vegetables they brought into the pot, and then adding salt.

The men set up tents and tied camels in the open space on the other side, chatting about whether they could walk to the plains tomorrow.

Children were running around and playing in the crowd.

The old people who reluctantly followed the move took this opportunity to lie down and rest to regain their strength.

No one wants to be abandoned in the desolate desert because they can't keep up with the tribe.

The camels of each family lay obediently on one side, regurgitating the fodder they had eaten in the past few days.

In front of the pile of goods next to the camels, a statue of a desert god was placed casually on the desert.

The sound of human voices and the smell of fireworks make the entire tribe look prosperous and united.

Seth set his sights on the tent sewn from desert wolf skin.

Strong, young tribal warriors guard the door.

The laughter of men and women could be heard inside.

And Seth sensed the aura of the god Osiris in it.

It took Seth some time to figure out the origin of the statue of Osiris.

Their tribe killed and plundered the caravan that owned the idol given by Osiris.

This is the team that moved the Duck Grass Oasis.

Seth caught up with them before dark.

He did not immediately start to destroy the relocation team of more than 30,000 people. Because he is waiting to see if anyone still remembers that he is a follower of the Desert God.

Those who remember and still believe in the desert god will not be included in the list of divine punishment.

Three solar hours passed quickly.

Dark night has fallen, and a new moon and stars hang high in the sky.

After the tribesmen in the Duck Grass Oasis had eaten their fill, they began to talk about what kind of good life they would have after moving to the plains.

A gray-haired man took out the bint he had brought with him.

It looks like a wooden bow harp.

The melodious and melodious sound of the piano sounded.

The well-fed people sang around the campfire.

A harmonious scene.

Set looked at the statue of the desert god that was placed in front of the goods without anyone paying attention, and sneered.

Time has proven that this tribe has no followers of the desert god.

He had given them one last chance.

The statue of Osiris plundered from their leader's tent indeed represents the decision made by the entire tribe.

He suddenly came to the statue of the god he had given him.

Seth picked up the statue and looked at the unaware people in the Duck Grass Oasis.

He used his divine power to cover everyone's ears and eyes, and then walked over the tribe in the air.

Strength and war authority were mobilized, and the aura of divine power filled the air, covering everyone in the entire tribe.

"Set, the god of strength and war, under the witness of the Supreme God." Set raised the statue of the god and said loudly.

"Blessings to humans covered with divine power."

"They and their descendants will never have power beyond that of ordinary humans."

"No matter what price they pay, they cannot gain great power."

"And they can never win the war."

"The war will favor these people, but it will not allow them to win."

"No power can break this gift."

"The term of this gift is forever!"

After finishing speaking word by word, Seth had a bright smile on his face.

The power and divine power of war are like threads at this moment, wrapped around the souls of everyone below.

The mark left on the soul is permanent.

It's interesting to move to the plains, but it's a weak tribe, isn't it?

Set hopes that the people of Duckweed Oasis will discover his blessings.

That scene must have been very pleasing to God.

Compared to death, this kind of torture is more suitable for betrayers.

Seth relocated his idol in front of the piled goods.

There are tribes who believe in him and are waiting for his arrival.

His statue, please stay and witness the future of Duck Grass Oasis on his behalf.

Naturally, when they were at their most miserable, he would come back with food of his choice and enjoy the pain and wailing.

Thinking about it, Seth laughed out loud and felt particularly comfortable.

At this time, a gust of wind drifted to Seth's side.

Seth touched the wind.

A series of holy book texts collapsed.

After looking at it carefully, Seth felt that Sekhmet deserved to have the power of healing.

Found a solution so quickly.

However, he, the desert god, is needed to help him return to the desert temple as quickly as possible.

Seth took out the Ankh, sketched the door to God, and went back immediately.

After dealing with the matter in the desert, Seth felt free to go to the underworld.

But the Duck Grass Oasis tribe, who were still dancing to music and having fun under the moonlit night, didn't know that some things had quietly changed.

God's curse has fallen.

(End of this chapter)