Chapter 564 Cat Goddess

"Hanu came here to surrender. Since you don't trust us, I can only kill you all and then tell the Pharaoh something he should know."

"I swear in the name of the prophet of the giants, it won't be too late."

"Shua——" He swung his sword and threw out a sharp blade, which was thrown directly towards the city wall. Everyone watched the blade getting closer and closer, and then the blade suddenly disappeared.

The next second, the master sitting on the golden throne deep in the palace opened his eyes, slightly sideways looking at the cut throne behind him, and the huge cracks that penetrated all the walls and stone pillars behind him.

From the top, vertical to the floor.

The position touched by the crack was only a millimeter away from the king.

It was so fast that the gods in the murals couldn't react in time. All the candles were extinguished by the sharp blades at that moment, and only the glow of the eyes on the faces of thirteen murals remained in the darkness.

"Yes, a good way to greet."

The monarch curled his fingers slightly, supported himself with his arms and slowly stood up from the throne. The yellow and white robe slowly dragged on the arc of the precious metal, and the golden light was as dangerous and beautiful as a snake.

The murals began to make unclear sounds, but the Pharaoh raised his hand to stop them from speaking.

"You know that I always respect everything related to God. God, priests, and even people who prophesy should be regarded as VIPs in my place."

"It's time to end the boring temptation. His strength is unfathomable. If you really fight, you may not be able to get much benefit from him."

Tabalf stretched out his hand to touch the broken marks on the solid throne, and finally asked everyone to put down their weapons and welcome Riya into the palace with the highest standard of etiquette.

"I'm not afraid, this is a necessary test."

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He repeated: "I'm really not afraid, you can't question the dignity of a king - remember to help me repair those cracks immediately, you can't meet guests in the ruins."

So not long after, Riya got to see the Pharaoh as she wished.

He looked at her through the cloth of the cloak, and slowly glanced at the guards and priests around the Pharaoh, and put his hand on his chest in a proper manner: "Praise you, noble king."

The priests were disgusted: "Why don't you kneel?"

Riya: "I didn't come here to kneel, even Hanu should have his own dignity."

"What a joke, what dignity does Hanu want, you are just..."

"Okay."

Talbaf XV leaned back on the throne and adjusted his heavy headscarf: "The prophet's status is special, so there is no need to perform so many etiquettes. Tell me, prophet, what prophecy do you bring?"

"King, my prophecy can only be listened to by you, and everyone else should avoid it."

"Bold."

The priests were even more angry: "Hanu has no right to make requests at all. Who gave you the courage? Do you want to die?"

Faced with the priests' disgust, Tarbaf smacked his lips and agreed to Riya's request to everyone's surprise.

He thought the priests liked to meddle in other people's business, so he ordered everyone to leave. For a moment, only Tarbaf XV and Ria were left here.

But the murals on the surrounding walls were still hard to ignore, as if Ria was facing not only the Pharaoh, but thirteen angel-level mythical creatures.

"Go ahead, tell me the prophecy you brought, and give me a reason to trust you."

Tarbaf gestured to Ria with a "please" gesture.

And Ria also smiled and reached out to take out something from her arms.

"King, before I tell you those prophecies, I want to ask you if you recognize this thing."

"Pah."

A pale mask was thrown to the ground by Ria, and the breath emitted from its surface made Tarbaf's eyes stagnate. Although it was only a short moment, it was still captured by Ria.

"This mask comes from the Faceless God, and I have to mention a name first before I tell the prophecy today - the Crawling Chaos."

"If my prophecy is like a whole building block, then everything related to this person is the last missing part of this building block. Having said that, I believe you also know my purpose."

"I know that there is a shadow of Him in the history of the royal family, so I need all the information about the Crawling Chaos, the more the better."

"Is this also necessary for the prophecy?" Talbaf paused for a while and asked.

He did not ask who the Crawling Chaos was, which was enough to prove Lia's idea.

So Riya replied respectfully: "Yes, a divination ceremony, the right time, right place, right people, as well as the knowledge controlled by the prophet and the props as a medium, all are indispensable."

"Okay."

Tarbaf nodded: "You do know a lot, even things you shouldn't know, which is enough to prove your achievements in the supernatural field.

The name you mentioned has always been a taboo in my country. I allow you to go to the library to check the banned books, but after that, if you can't make any decent predictions, you will die ugly, and your people will die without a burial place."

"Are you using them as hostages to threaten me?"

"So what?"

The Pharaoh laughed meanly, and Riya also laughed. He picked up the mask from the ground again. At this time, there was a sudden movement in the mural. A gray-white cat with dotted patterns all over its body and a scarab pattern on its head jumped out, and then raised its paws and walked in front of Riya.

His every move was elegant and graceful, with gold and agate decorations on his neck, ears and tail.

Tabalf explained: "This is Kanis, the goddess of cats, who is good at prophecy and divination. Since the prophet has difficulty in prophecy, you can ask her if you don't understand anything."

"In addition, she will take you to the royal family's forbidden book collection, hoping that you can get what you want there."

"Meow!"

Kanis called out, then turned and walked in one direction.

He was already impatient. From his expression, it seemed that the goddess of cats didn't like Riya very much. In his opinion, Riya didn't know how to divination at all, but dared to speak nonsense here.

But the strange thing was that he couldn't predict Riya's existence, as if there was no such person as Riya in the world, and all the prophecies disappeared on him.

The prophet's prophecy failed on Riya, which had never happened in the past. Faced with this, Riya had to sigh that he had really changed.

He was getting closer and closer to the godhood, and his time was running out.

The cat goddess kept wagging her tail and led Leah down the palace. After a few turns, they came to a cold basement.

Then, in front of them were countless stone statues of cats. There were cats of all sizes on both sides of the basement.