[Ordinary Man Quick Wear] There's something wrong with you, Son of Luck

Chapter 332: Transmigrating into the Egyptian God Chapter: The Slave Trader Who Ended Miserably (10)

"God of the desert and war, Set, obey me! You killed your brother Osiris, usurped the throne, and abused your power for hundreds of years.

This has caused great suffering to the people of the world, widespread disasters and imbalance of order.

Here is a complete record of all the crimes you have committed, and none of them will be disclosed."

Hahaha, after being a coward for hundreds of years, you now stand up and act like a good god?

That’s…ridiculous!

"Set, the god of desert and war, the Ennead will judge you."

Qi Heng looked at Seth. Perhaps because the scene was too depressing and formal, as a bystander, his heartbeat also accelerated unconsciously...

"Hehehe." Seth's reaction was unexpectedly calm.

Even though Horus revealed in front of all the gods that he was the son of Osiris, the next legitimate successor, and that he came back only to take back what belonged to him from Set, Set remained indifferent.

"Isis, you really love Osiris, but it's a pity that you love the wrong god. Poor you~

Osiris is not as good as you think. How long will you continue to deceive yourself?"

Seth's words successfully angered Isis, "Shut up, you bastard! Osiris is not someone who can be judged by a sinful person like you!

Horus is the son of Osiris and me. Why didn't you react? Are you afraid to believe it?"

"I have no doubt that Horus is Osiris' biological son. What does it have to do with me?

Anyway...it can't be mine, even though I have been looking for you for hundreds of years, I, the magic goddess, was rejected before I even touched the corner of your clothes. If I had a son out of nowhere, I would be very distressed~"

"You!!" Isis's knuckles trembled and she gripped the handle of the chair tightly to prevent herself from getting so angry that she stood up.

Set glanced at the shadows behind Isis, his eyes beneath the crown flashed with gloom and the complacency of having achieved his goal. "Horus!"

The roar successfully restored silence to the entire audience, which had been boiling with excitement after eating a big bite of the melon.

Horus raised his eyelids and looked at Set, signaling him to speak if he had anything to say.

"You want to be the new ruler of Egypt? Sure, challenge me!

Let me see your strength first. How can a guy who is not even a god be qualified to be the new ruler of Egypt? !"

Set opened his arms, and a huge wind swept up the sand, which swirled and rose up, condensing into a huge human-shaped sculpture. The shadow of the sculpture enveloped the temple, and it looked down at all the gods in the Hall of Judgment from top to bottom with a sneer.

"Ah, my, little Set has said everything we wanted to say. What a pity." The sun god Ra waved his hands helplessly.

Isis gritted her teeth and said, "You have committed heinous crimes over the past century. What makes you qualified to challenge me? You should be punished!"

Seth shrugged, "Is Isis afraid? Do you know that your son is no match for the great, powerful and invincible Seth?

Hahahaha, you still have some self-awareness!

I am asking, is there anyone here who can fight me head-on and decide the winner?"

The hall was quiet... strangely quiet...

Seth held Qi Heng's shoulders with one hand and laughed happily with the other hand.

"…How are you going to punish me for this? Isn't that right, little Qi Heng?"

The gods' eyes once again focused on the man's body, each with a different look on their face.

Qi Heng choked up. Let's just say, dear Lord Set, just treat me as a stone pillar, there's no need to mention my name...

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent~ As expected, only Xiao Qiheng is firmly on my side~"

Seth tilted his head, his tone sighing.

The sun god Ra propped up his chin and looked at the human standing next to Set with interest...

Not to mention, it's quite to her liking. If Seth gets tired of playing with her one day, she wouldn't mind taking him back and keeping him by her side.

Horus clenched his fists and said, "Seth, this matter has nothing to do with Qi Heng. He shouldn't be standing there. Let him go."

"Huh? I won't. He swore to stay with me.

But you are right, our affairs have nothing to do with Qi Heng, let’s get back to the topic.

Come compete with me, and we will decide the winner in three rounds."

Horus didn't say anything. If it was just a simple competition, it would not benefit him at all and he would not agree.

"What? Are you scared? The strong are kings. You don't even have the courage to challenge me, so how can you be qualified to be the leader?!"

“…It’s meaningless to just challenge someone. We should add some stakes.” Matt took out the scales as if he had heard some instructions.

The next moment, Set beside him and Horus not far away disappeared.

The two appeared on Matt's scale.

Qi Heng looked at it curiously; it was the first time he had seen such a scene.

Qi Heng didn't listen to what Maat and Horus Set said next. It was all about competition. No matter what the competition was, he just had to stay by Set's side and heal him at any time.

There were several sharp gazes on the platform. Qi Heng looked over and his pupils constricted when he saw clearly!

The magic goddess Isis was looking at Qi Heng with a complicated expression.

Damn it, she must have known that the original caravan kidnapped Horus!

Is he targeting me and preparing to avenge his son? ?

He quickly glanced at the others: Geb, Nut, Ra... and Thoth, the god of knowledge and wisdom.

Qi Heng lowered his head.

There is another one that is not obvious... but... is full of murderous intent.

The only one who might want to kill him, besides Isis, the goddess of magic... is Osiris, the current ruler of the underworld.

Is Osiris here too?

Qi Heng became more and more vigilant, thinking in his heart how to get away from Set and avoid being sought after.

The negotiation between Set and Horus ended. The moment the two returned to the terrace, the murderous intent that had enveloped Qi Heng subsided and disappeared into thin air.

Qi Heng's shoulders were supported, and his trembling calves regained stability.

"What's wrong? Who dares to bully little Qi Heng while I'm away?"

Seth curled his lips in a fake smile.

"Nothing...what about you? Have you been targeted?" Qi Heng looked at Seth worriedly.

"How dare they? They just added some extra spice to their victory."

Seth tilted his head and looked at the man's face without blinking. He was still a little pale...

He instantly lost interest in staying here and hugged Qi Heng's shoulders tightly. "Today's negotiations are over. Everyone should go back to their homes and mothers. I, Set, will not accompany you any more."

After he finished speaking, Sha Zi wrapped him and Qi Heng up and flew out of the Hall of Judgment.

The huge human sculpture was scattered, and the sand and rocks tilted and buried most of the Judgment Hall, making the gods miserable.

"Ahhhhh, Seth definitely did it on purpose!!! He made me eat a mouthful of sand!" A little god in the audience shouted.

"Shh, keep your voice down. Aren't you afraid that he will hear you and take revenge on you..."

"Why not just judge them directly? Can't so many gods defeat Set alone?"

"Go ahead. If you can convince them to join forces to fight Set, I'll take your last name."

"Uh... But Horus is not even a god. Can he really defeat Set? How is it possible..."

Before he could finish his words, Isis on the high platform glared at him. The little god immediately shut up and retreated out of the Hall of Judgment.

I almost forgot, Horus has a strong background...

Isis snorted coldly and looked for Horus, but after searching for a long time, there was no sign of Horus.

Where did that kid go?

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Arsenal—

"What's with that look in Xiao Qiheng's eyes? Don't worry, I won't lose. Hold your sword steady and let me see if your movements are correct."

The competition will be held in three days, but Seth acts as if nothing has happened and is even interested in watching Qi Heng practice sword skills.

"Anubis, why are you hesitating?! Draw your sword now!"

Seth lay sideways in the spectator booth, pumping his fist to urge him on.

"But father...someone is coming."

After saying this, Anubis looked towards the entrance of the armory, where a figure was standing.

Qi Heng followed Anubis's gaze and was slightly stunned when their eyes met.

Horus?

"Qi Heng, let's talk."

Horus spread his wings, flew to the arena, and looked at Qi Heng at eye level.

Seeing the man retreating cautiously, he bypassed the sword and grabbed his wrist, wanting to take him to a place with fewer people.

"No, Horus, I'm still here. What the hell are you doing? Asshole, keep your distance from Qi Heng!"

Set was furious. He knew at a glance that the brat had no good intentions!

Anubis looked at Set and then at Horus.

Qi Heng's magical power has miraculous healing effects and is indeed very practical.

But...if we are only fighting for subordinates...

This atmosphere always feels a little off.