" You don't understand, mortal. The item that had been lost was the key to the sealed chamber of the gods. If the attacker receives the item, the old God will resurrect and destroy this world with her power. Do you think you can stop that? Even if you have the support of other gods, many will perish under your battle."
Khonshu gambled with Arthur's kindness, knowing he wouldn't turn a blind eye to the people and he was right.
Arthur's face turned ugly when he heard the words that mentioned old God because he knew gods were extremely powerful beings that could devastate an entire country in a flash.
He wasn't willing to bet on people's lives after the incident of Wakanda where many lost their lives due to the influence of time gem.
" Fine. I will assist you with my full help under one condition. Release this man and give me the item.
I don't believe in a god who would use humans as pawns."
Khonshu remained silent until Arthur presented him with a contract that symbolized his authority. The contract between them could be valid until one side breaks it.
" You have my words, mortal. I will give you the item for safekeeping and release Steven Grant and Marc Spector."
Arthur smiled at his words, taking the contract back to himself. The contract turned into a pile of ashes before Steven's eyes he didn't know what to say.
" You heard him, Mr. Grant. He will set you free after this and you will live happily with your other self of course."
Steven's expression turned sour when he heard Marc because he didn't like Marc. That man was a hooligan who would scold and beat others without restriction and use his body like it was a puppet.
" So, if my intel is correct, your enemy will be Arthur Harrow. A former vigilante who escaped from my radar until recently. He established so-called justice cult in the Netherlands, creating chaos among the people while brainwashing them about the judgment day."
Arthur showed the images of Arthur as Khonshu remained silent while his eyes flickered with intense light. His clench tightened when he saw the tattoo on his hand, knowing his former apostle betrayed himself in the end.
" Our destination will be Egypt where we found the traces of your item. I recommend you to hold tightly."
Before Steven could ask what he meant by that, he found himself in the middle of dessert with Arthur who changed his clothes instantly. He was wearing loose clothes with a turban on his head while wearing traditional Arab items.
" Hmm, it has been a long time since I came to this country. Last time, I almost destroyed it in another world."
Steven felt horror when he heard his careless words because no one would dare to say that they destroyed a country. It was unimaginable for a person like him to hold so much power.
" You look shabby, Mr. Grant. Here."
Steven's clothes coiled around him like a snake while changing into totally different clothes. He no longer felt hot, feeling a little warm inside his clothes while checking his body.
" Magic is such a convenient thing, Mr. Grant. Even the weakest will turn into a powerhouse with the help of magic and that includes you."
The sand below them moved like an escalator, pushing them to the city where they would find their location. The scarab was pointing toward the direction of Cairo, so they followed it with speed that almost sent Steven flying.
He swore he never experienced something like this in his life while clinging to Arthur's clothes who was grinning at him with a teasing look.
A pile of sand and dust got into his mouth and eyes while Steven coughed to exclude them from his system.
" Relax. You hail from the desert God, yet you act like this."
Arthur laughed at his attire while cleaning him with water that was condensed from the air.
" In the first place, I am a museum worker. I haven't been to Egypt myself. Secondly, how could you say that after speeding like a madman. Do you perhaps enjoy teasing me?"
Arthur patted his shoulder to ensure it wasn't intentional but Steven could tell he was acting in front of him.