The Dharma God Of All Realms Begins With Harry Potter

It seems that it is because he admires Pharaoh Nitocris, or because Pharaoh Nitocris's beauty is enough to attract Necht, the businessman can't stop talking about her.

"I once saw her traveling from a distance. She was reclining under a canopy made of golden brocade silk. The gorgeous gold ornaments could not bring out her beauty. She was more ingenious than Hathor in the picture. The goddess is ten thousand times more beautiful, as sacred and inviolable as the great god Horus..."

(Hathol is the goddess of love and beauty, the god of wealth, the god of dance, and the god of music in ancient Egyptian mythology. She cares about the common people and sympathizes with decedent. She is also the protector of mothers and children and the wife of Horus. The ancient Greeks often compared Thor to Aphrodite.)

"After the annual flooding of the Nile River, she would personally come to the fields to sow grains and lead the people to develop production. She was a very approachable queen, and everyone respected tteoe..."

As if he wanted to fully express his inner admiration for the female pharaoh Nitocris, Necht seemed a little nagging, but Ye Ting didn't take it seriously and still listened with a smile on his face. Regarding this female pharaoh, He was also very interested.

Until their conversation was interrupted by the slave's shout.

"Be careful! Be careful! A sandstorm is coming!"

The slave's cry was like a thunder, causing Necht to wake up.

Sandstorms are the most terrifying disaster in the desert. Sandstorms whipped up by strong winds not only cover the sky and the sun, but the fine dust in them can make people choke to death. If the sandstorm lasts for too long,

Those who cannot avoid it may even be buried by it.

Ye Ting and Necht looked into the distance.

Driven by strong winds, a nearly 100-meter-high sand wall was seen overwhelming the sky. The terrifying sand and dust, which was taller than tall buildings, was like a devil's giant mouth that would come at any time to engulf the caravan.

Facing such a sandstorm, their only way to resist is to find a suitable place to hide. Otherwise, they will end up being buried in the sand and eventually become mummies. Perhaps thousands of years later, it will be exposed on the desert surface under the wind and sand, or it may be excavated by archaeologists.

However, now they are in the middle of the desert, where can they find a suitable shelter.

"Everyone, take the goods off the camels' backs and pile them up on the spot. Hurry up and tie the camels. We will hide behind the camels and goods.

Necht ordered loudly, and the slaves immediately seemed to have a backbone, tying up the running camels and preparing shelter for themselves.

However, after that, Hurt smiled bitterly at Ye Ting.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Thoth. Maybe the god Seth is targeting us. I have never experienced a sandstorm of this magnitude. The temporary shelter cannot stop it at all. Now we are probably going to die together."

(Set is the god of strength, war, desert, storms and foreign countries in ancient Egyptian mythology, Heliopolis - one of the Nine Pillars. He protects caravans in the desert, but at the same time launches sandstorms to attack them. He He is the second son of Geb and Nut and the father of Anubis. In order to seize the throne, he used a trick to let his brother Osiris die tragically. He was later defeated by his nephew Horus, so he is also the evil god of Egypt)

However, he suddenly discovered that regarding the current situation, Mr. Thoth, who came from a foreign country, did not have any panic expression at all, as if what he saw in front of him was just a breeze.

"Don't worry," Ye Ting said, "As long as I'm here, the wind and sand can't do anything to us, and God Seth can't kill us."

"Thank you for your comfort, but you still don't understand the horror of sandstorms." Looking at the sandstorms getting closer and closer, Necht sighed and suddenly became relieved. Forget it, Egypt is so chaotic today. Even if we don't die here, we may die in the hands of sand pirates or those warlords - maybe this is the fate of merchants. It's just a pity that we can't take another look at the beautiful Pharaoh Nitocris. "

"Don't worry," Ye Ting patted the man on the shoulder, "You won't die, you will see Nitocris again one day, because I said this.

With that said, under Necht's shocked eyes, he stood up, walked out of the temporary barrier built by the caravan, and came to their front, seemingly facing the sandstorm head-on.

"Are you crazy?" Necht exclaimed in shock, "Come back quickly!"

However, Ye Ting just shook his head and then faced the direction of the sandstorm.

Because it relied on the power of the wind, the sandstorm advanced very quickly, and it only took a few seconds to reach them.

For a time, yellow sand was flying and visibility was less than ten meters. The situation was like the end of the world.

Generally speaking, under such circumstances, people in a sandstorm would have difficulty breathing, let alone talking.

However, Necht discovered that this foreign traveler seemed not to be affected by the sandstorm at all. His lips moved up and down, and words he had never heard before came out of his mouth.

This language sounded like a strange buzzing sound to Necht's ears.

It is a technique called "high-speed chanting", which allows lengthy spells to be chanted at several times the speed to quickly activate magic in a short period of time.

As he recited the incantation, Necht suddenly saw that the airflow surrounding Thoth suddenly went against the wind direction of the sandstorm and whirred.

It was just a small rotation at first, but it soon turned into a real storm. The storm formed a sphere, and the air rotated so fast that it reached an unimaginable level, affecting the light transmittance of the air. Even the image of Thoth was blurred in Necht's eyes, and his face felt a little painful. That was because the storm was so fast that even he in the distance was hurt by the airflow.

And all the sand and dust approaching Thoth were thrown to the outer reaches of the storm by the powerful centrifugal force of this spherical storm, unable to touch him at all.

Finally, Thoth's spellcasting ended.

"(Zhao Qianhao) Legendary spell, Storm Mantle"

The next moment, the spherical storm that originally enveloped him suddenly expanded.

Necht only felt a gust of wind blowing against his face, and the robe on his body and the items around him were almost blown away.

Then there was calm.

What was originally a spherical storm the size of one person's file instantly turned into a super spherical storm with a radius of tens of meters.

The terrible storm was like a shield, protecting all of them. The originally terrible sandstorm was blocked by the spherical storm. The flying sand and rocks that made the cargo rattle and caused pain on their faces were completely blocked. Why don't we stop them.

The sandstorm that originally swallowed up the sky and the earth was unable to do anything to them in the face of this spherical storm.

Looking at the man's spotless back standing in the terrifying sandstorm in front of him, Necht felt for a moment that he had seen a god. .