From Concubine to Pharaoh [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 240

Nanna was wearing a tight tube skirt and walking in the streets of Hirsila, feeling awkward in every possible way.

This dress was far less convenient than the battle robe she usually wore. Nanna couldn't help twisting her waist and limbs when she was walking, and she felt that she was completely artificial.

Nanna had taken photos in the well before, and knew that her appearance had changed into a lion's head at the moment, and on top of the delicate red dress was the head of a ferocious and terrifying lioness.

Even her voice was transformed into the charming look of Sekhmet's envoy in the past.

Not at all majestic!

Nanna couldn't help but evaluate in her heart.

However, Nanna reminded herself, this is what the lady called fraud!

Only in this way can Goddess Sekhmet, who looks crazy in front of her eyes, fully believe that her beloved one has never died——

Seeing that figure from a distance, Nanna couldn't help but beat a small drum in her heart.

After all, the opposite is a god who has held a high position since ancient times, possesses great power, and the god of war Mengtu will respect him three-pointedly.And Nanna was even more frightened when she saw it——

This is a natural fear based on the gap between personality and strength. Nanna even wondered if she would kneel down under the pressure of her personality, fall to her knees with a plop, and then honestly tell everything. As a result, the fraud planned by the young lady was completely wiped out.

But Alicia's voice echoed in Nanna's ear again: "Recall the Angel Sekhmet, how confident and strong she is."

Nanna immediately straightened her back involuntarily. Regardless of the constraints of the tight tube skirt, she took firm steps and looked at the lion-faced goddess standing at the end of the street without covering her eyes.

"Think about the life of the envoy Sekhmet again. She did so many things in Upper and Lower Egypt and saved so many people... She will never hope that her unfinished business will be revered and followed by the gods she follows Destroyed by hand."

"Nanna, trust yourself—this is definitely a well-intentioned deception."

"If Sekhmet's angel in the sky can perceive everything, she will also agree with what you are doing at this moment, and even give you inspiration and hints..."

At this moment, Nanna is trying her best to picture in her mind the woman who looks fierce but is amiable and respectable in heart, trying to imagine how such a woman will feel when she sees the evil goddess who is completely blinded by hatred and anger at the end of the street. Say something.

It was a goddess who was the same as himself at the moment, with a lion's head but a human body.

He just drank an unknown liquid, and the corners of his lips were dripping, as red as blood. He wiped it with his arm, and when he raised his eyes, his mouth was even more red and his eyes were full of fierce light.

Seeing him staring at her blankly, Nanna seemed to have suddenly paused in the uninterrupted madness.

"You...why are you drinking again?"

For some reason, the legends she had heard at the wartime meeting suddenly flooded into Nanna's mind, quickly giving her inspiration, and she hurriedly asked this question before the lion-faced goddess showed doubts.

This is the true expression from Sekhmet's envoy——

Greetings naturally, scolding coquettishly.

Goddess Sekhmet really calmed down, gave a bah, and replied in a hissing voice: "It's just fruit wine."

The Lion Goddess stepped lightly and walked towards Nanna slowly.

Nanna immediately heard her heart beat faster in her chest, thump, thump, thump——

She remembered what Erich told her: "The Philosopher's Stone has great power and can be used to deceive. But for the user, the most important thing is how to deal with the disappointment brought by the deception."

"The greater the disappointment, the greater the harm. Nanna, you must remember this, and you must deceive until the moment you have physical contact with her."

If you get through at this time, the disappointment of the Lion Goddess will be transformed into a huge injury, which Nanna alone cannot bear.

So, Nanna intentionally imitated Sekhmet's arrogant and indifferent appearance, and asked leisurely, "It's been a long time since we met, how are you?"

Then she looked around, frowned, and put on a reproachful tone: "Why are you like this again?"

Blame him for once again getting carried away with anger and hatred, blame him for once again venting his anger on completely innocent people.

In this world, only the envoy of Sekhmet can say such words in such a tone.

The goddess Sekhmet is still like a statue with a lion's head and a man's body.She froze in place for a moment, then wiped her lips calmly, and said in a clear voice, "I was fooled!"

"I saw a corpse, with a lion's head and a woman's body. Of course, they are separated from each other, which does not mean that I, Sekhmet's favored one, was killed. But at that time, I subconsciously thought it was you , and then I lost my mind..."

Nanna secretly let out a long sigh of relief: she is awake.

Goddess Sekhmet has regained her sanity and can clearly recount what happened in the past, distinguish the details, and make judgments.

And Nanna finally understood why Alixi had to take away the body of Sekhmet at that time, otherwise today's well-intentioned deception would not be realized.

"It's good that you understand everything!"

Nanna carefully played the role of Sekhmet's angel, showing pride and reserve, as well as hidden care for the goddess.The other party couldn't tell at all that she needed all the courage to move forward at this moment.

Finally, one person and one god with similar shapes faced each other, and Nanna took the initiative to extend her hand to Goddess Sekhmet.

At the same time, the opponent stretched out an arm with old skin and shaped like a beast's claw, and put it on Nanna's arm.

It's now--

Suddenly, Nanna's eyes blurred, as if someone brushed past her, replaced her, and put her wrist into Sekhmet's palm.

The figure of the lion-faced goddess quickly disappeared.

Become!

Everything was as Elyse had arranged in advance, and the lion goddess was taken away from the city of Upper Egypt.

It wasn't until this time that the fear in Nanna's heart finally grew uncontrollably.

She was covered in cold sweat, her knees went limp, and she sat down on the scorched ground, feeling terrified in her heart: what a test of courage to face the deceit of a god!

Disappointment, huge disappointment.

When Goddess Sekhmet opened her eyes again, the lion-faced girl who was in front of her had disappeared.

Another beautiful girl with a good face and long straight black hair hanging down her shoulders stood in front of Him.

His beloved envoy, Asut who he had cultivated by himself, disappeared alive from her sight again.

Goddess Sekhmet suddenly let out a desperate roar.

At this moment, he had already figured it out, the other party had planned to cheat from the very beginning, from the fruit wine dyed the color of blood, to the girl who was similar in figure, appearance and voice to his own angel——

The only purpose of the other party was to deceive himself away from the city of Hirsila.

With his roar, yellow sand rolled up all over the sky, and a huge spiral sandstorm formed instantly.

This energy comes from his disappointment, and this energy has nowhere to vent, it can only stir up sandstorms in this empty desert—he doesn't have any items to destroy?

"The great goddess Sekhmet—"

The sound came steadily through the manic sandstorm.

The woman's figure slowly appeared in front of the crazy and angry goddess through the crazily spinning sand-colored whirlwind.

Even in the gust of wind, her long hair was still unruffled, and each hair was like an invisible anchor pointing to the ground under her feet, firmly fixing her on this barren land.

Goddess Sekhmet suddenly realized that the other party was similar to her in personality. If it was placed in ancient times, the strength of this woman could definitely surpass a subordinate god in animal form.

Feeling the pressure, the lion-faced goddess has sobered up a little so far.

Just listen to the other party say: "I understand your feelings, I have also encountered a huge deception and was deeply disappointed."

"But I have to bring you here. After all, I can't just sit and watch you destroy everything your envoy cherishes."

"you--"

The anger of Goddess Sekhmet cannot be contained, but the powers she possesses when she is angry are war and plague—in this desolate desert, are these two powers useless?

The Lion Goddess instantly transformed into a stern-faced lioness, who jumped up and fell into the sandstorm sweeping towards the sky.

From time to time in the swirling yellow sand, the sound of fingers and claws scribbling on some kind of hard material: "Zheng..."

"clank--"

"I am very sorry, sorry and sorry for your loss."

"I also want Sekhmet to be resurrected from the dead, but unfortunately I can't do it now—"

The violent lioness fiercely split a cold curtain wall transformed from solid ice, and when he heard this sentence, his fingers and claws paused.Immediately after smashing the curtain wall, he asked back, "Do you want to revive her?"

The voice on the other side had changed positions, and said very sincerely: "Yes, she once helped me and enlightened me. I can have the life and personality I have now, all thanks to her help."

The lioness still rushed in the direction of the sound, but her movements seemed to be a little slower.

"You didn't kill her?"

"Of course not me!"

"That's the damned Upper Egyptian!" The hoarse and stern voice became irritable again, and the lioness' figure quickly turned into a huge and terrifying shadow, instantly above the sandstorm, condescending, ready to press her front paws at any time, The source of the sound was crushed.

"No, not Upper Egyptian either!"

The voice was erratic, hidden in the billowing wind and sand, and seemed to have no fixed position at all. The huge lion shadow in the air was like a big cat. It tried countless times to press its front paws on the wool ball in front of it, but every time it was useless.

"As long as you calm down a little bit, you will be able to figure out who caused your envoy to lose his life—"

"That one?"

The goddess who didn't want to think about it calmly asked this question with a roar that was so frantic that it was almost inaudible.

"It's you!"

The huge lion's shadow froze in the air, and the front paws couldn't be pressed down for a long time.

"It's your great strength, your authority over wars and plagues, and your irascible temper that angers others at will!"

His figure shrunk rapidly, and the turbulent wind slowed down rapidly, as if the grains of sand that could destroy everything slowly settled on the ground.

Finally, He regained the form of a man with a lion's head.

However, His back quickly bent and then was difficult to straighten, making Him no longer look like a god who can remain youthful forever.

His lion face is deeply wrinkled, revealing endless aging.

Opposite him, the grains of sand gradually sank to the ground, revealing Erich with black hair hanging down her shoulders and pity in her eyes.

"Can you... tell me a little more about her?"

This was the first request made by Goddess Sekhmet, who had regained all sanity.