"Isis, in her arms is her son Horus."Miss Succubus took some blueberries and tomatoes from the bar counter and sat down on the Chivas sofa, "This image is quite famous. It can be seen in many museums and ancient books."
Zhang Heng nodded and his gaze shifted to the wall behind the bronze statue.
There was a mural, and the woman on it was probably Isis. However, she had changed her appearance here. She was half-kneeling on the ground with her arms wide open, and behind her were a pair of colorful feathered wings, behind her stood an owl, a vulture, and a bird that looked like a quail.
Zhang Heng stared at the mural for a while, and he felt the Owl suddenly blink. However, when he looked over again, he saw that the owl had returned to its original posture, it was as if nothing had happened.