Neither did the Egyptians of the Nile Delta. ‘Alexander chose an Egyptian sun god, Amun, to be his main deity. ‘He tried to merge the Greek and Egyptian religions,’ Annabeth said. You know my history, I hope? When Alexander the Great conquered Egypt –’ I shall feed on their essence and become the most powerful god of all!’Īnnabeth felt as if she’d swallowed a tablespoon of salt.
It will be a beacon to the world – drawing the deities of Ancient Greece and Egypt here to me just as it did in the old days. We will call it … Rockandria? Serapaway? Well, we’ll figure that out later! Our first step is to complete my new lighthouse. ‘Once the greatest city in the world, the ultimate fusion of Greek and Egyptian power! I was its supreme god, and now I have risen again. Somehow he still failed to notice Sadie squatting behind him, scribbling pretty pictures with her chalk. His wicker-basket hat kept tilting to one side or the other, spilling grain. ‘Indeed, my young priestess.’ Serapis paced back and forth like a teacher giving a lecture, though his floral-print shorts were pretty distracting. At the zenith blazed a fire as bright as a Cyclops’s forge. A web of light connected the dots until Annabeth saw the glowing outline of the structure Serapis was building: a massive tower three hundred feet tall, designed in three tapering tiers – a square bottom, an octagonal middle and a circular top. Red sparks blazed through the frozen whirlwind. The staff monster howled in protest, probably because it could see Sadie hiding behind the god, doing her top-secret pavement art. ‘Now, my lord,’ Annabeth said, ‘tell me your glorious plan! Something about souls and lives?’ She managed to smile at Serapis while holding back the staff monster that was still trying to claw its way forward. She was now decorating it with hieroglyphs, using several different colours of chalk.īy all means, Annabeth thought with frustration. Meanwhile, Sadie had drawn a big circle about the size of a hula-hoop on the concrete. It was much too heavy for her to pick up, but she stuck her dagger in her belt and used both hands to grab the end of the creature’s conical shell, dragging it backwards, away from the god.
‘Well, I should … you know, present the staff to you, as your high priestess! We should do things properly!’Īnnabeth lunged for the monster. The monster’s three heads snarled at her. The three-headed monster got to its forepaws, shaking off the sand. A red hieroglyph burned on the creature’s hide, and, with one final fart, the poor dromedary dissolved into a pile of sand. ‘But first,’ Serapis said, ‘I must have my staff!’ ‘Sounds fun.’ Annabeth glanced at Sadie, wishing she would hurry up with that chalk art.
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