Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 272 [Treasure of the God of Wealth]

Chapter 272 [Treasure of the God of Wealth]

There is no doubt that what Enki, the former god of water wisdom and now the god of the ocean and irrigation, did was to steal the house.

Because Osiris, who was murdered by Set, was originally the god of water, land, reproduction and harvest. He brought blessings to mankind. He was in charge of the growth of the Nile River water, land and plants, and created a bountiful harvest of food for the people of the Nile.

Osiris was tricked to death, which directly led to the vacancy of the priesthood.

In this world where gods dominate everything, if any god is missing, that aspect will collapse.

Once the sun god died in the Sumerian world, the world suddenly became dark.

Now that Osiris is dead, everything related to water and harvest has collapsed. To Horus and Set, this is actually a very normal thing.

What they don't realize is that Enki's clones begin to steal the house.

To be honest, if Enki really communicated with the Egyptian world will and wanted to come to Egypt as a foreign god, I guess Horus and Set would agree with it. Without Osiris, it would be a nightmare for both groups of Egyptian gods.

As Enki, the one who gained the most merit in defeating the three major pantheons, he knew best what the Egyptian world had encountered.

If he really had to be tied to death in this broken world cursed with the apocalypse, he would kneel down too.

Enki would never control the clouds and rain on a large scale. As the god of the ocean and irrigation, he was like a newly emerged third-rate local god who cunningly transferred all the fresh water around his territory.

This creates an outrageous situation.

The several areas centered on the kingdom controlled by Gilgamesh generally had good weather, but outside these small kingdoms or city-states, there was a horrific scene of severe drought and even crop failure.

In a year of severe drought, food prices will surely skyrocket.

It was not uncommon for the price of grain to rise several times a day, and as a result, the surrounding kingdoms sent people to buy grain at high prices. Gilgamesh, the god of wealth, of course, made a fortune.

In contrast, animals are not so sensitive. It is difficult for them to rely on instinct to migrate across hundreds of kilometers of desert to Enki and his people.

When animals die on a large scale, the animal gods will also suffer indirectly.

Originally, the cheetah goddess Seshat would not have been affected. In addition to being the leopard goddess, she was also the patron saint of manuscripts and written archives. She used "Shed" leaves to record the life achievements of the pharaoh. She was also in charge of statistics (mainly statistics of spoils, prisoners of war, and tributes), architectural design and construction, astronomy, and astrology.

However, the leopard, which is her symbol, is about to be destroyed. Once all the leopards in the entire Egyptian world die, she will be destroyed as well.

In desperation, she had to leave Heliopolis (Cairo, Egypt) with her guards in order to rescue the few remaining leopards.

Right in a desert, she sensed a large number of leopards imprisoned in an underground cave?
"What's going on?" Seshat was extremely confused. She smelled a strong conspiracy, but she had to go. She solemnly ordered her divine servant: "Prepare for battle!"

To her great surprise, the enemy was not hiding in the dark.

When she and her servants came to an empty cave large enough to fit a temple, they were surprised to find the enemy waiting on a high platform.

There is only one enemy!
It looked like a mortal pharaoh dressed in gorgeous clothes.

Seshat, who was dressed in leopard skin, could tell at a glance that there was something wrong with this mortal.

"No! You are not a mortal!" Seshat cried out.

A strange divine light seemed like a background curtain wall, reflecting a golden light behind the pharaoh. From afar, the hair on his head that was penetrated by the light turned into pure gold.

Obviously, he is not an Egyptian. To be more precise, his soul is not from the Egyptian world.

Seshat and her followers raised their heads and saw a crack appearing in the dark underground space without a trace of sunlight. A divine light that was completely different from this world appeared from the void like a pillar of light and gently protected the mysterious man.

As beams of divine light pierced through the space and fell on him, his gold-plated armor, which was originally just for decoration, was stained with a hazy golden halo. He crossed his arms across his chest, and the scarlet cloak fell to the ground. The mysterious spells on the edge of the cloak were obviously not in the ancient Egyptian language.

Even though he had no weapons in his hands at the moment, he snapped his left thumb and middle finger, and vortex-shaped dimensional holes appeared out of nowhere in the dark sky. Surrounded by golden light, countless Egyptian-style bronze weapons emerged from the holes.

They are parallel to the ground, hovering in the air in a strange, unknown three-dimensional array.

Those weapons from mortal kings should not have posed a threat to Seshat, but after being infused with unknown divine power, they actually emitted bursts of aura that made Seshat tremble with fear.

"I am Seshat, the cheetah goddess. Who are you?"

The blond man looked down at her arrogantly, his clear eyes filled with arrogance: "Only if you can survive my attack, you are qualified to know my name!"

The strange weapons on his shoulders suddenly poured down on Seshat and her followers like a dense rain.

This method of controlling weapons with thoughts is not common, nor is it beyond Seshat's knowledge.

The key lies in the quality of these weapons.

Noble Phantasm?

No! After being blessed by a batch of peculiar artifact souls, the quality of each of these weapons has at least reached the level of a lower-grade artifact.

There were more than fifty divine weapons deployed in the air. When all of them turned into sharp arrows and wanted to crush Seshat, she was really stunned.

Is this a throwing artifact?
This is a true god who is unscrupulously showing off his supreme treasure with his powerful divine power!

Where did he get so many artifacts?

Did he slaughter an entire pantheon?
"Be careful--"

Seshat's reminder was meaningless, and her counterattack was equally meaningless.

If the effect of the magic she cast out by throwing out several magic runes was like a rain curtain, then the pouring of magic weapons on the other side was like a rushing wave. The dense magic weapons gathered together, like waves swallowing up the rain curtain, and the magic that Seshat had just fired was swept away by the opponent's endless frenzy of magic weapons and surged in the opposite direction.

She saw at a glance that her divine shield could not withstand the bombardment of so many divine weapons. She could only transform into a leopard and try to dodge with the highest agility.

If she is like this, her followers are even worse.

"Swish, swish, swish!" The violent rain of divine light passed through the crowd.

Blood rained down.

The minced meat is like pulp.

In one encounter, all of Seshat's servants died, and even she herself was pierced through the body by three strange weapons.

The Cheetah Goddess endured the severe pain, twisted her body, and broke the three weapons.

Fortunately, this is not the original artifact. It only has the artifact soul but not the artifact itself as a container.

Even so, this strange blond man caused her terrible harm.

The young man finally changed his actions, put one hand on his waist, and said in an intriguing tone: "Oh? You survived. Well, you deserve to know my name. My name is Gilgamesh Townson! The son of the great Aesir God King Towns Paulson."

(End of this chapter)

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