Chapter 372 Sun City

"It's useless to count on them. In the end, everything still depends on me."

"... I hope to get as much information about the foreign world as possible before this. We know absolutely nothing about Him - but speaking of it, after Shu's death, my feeling about the world seems to have changed accordingly..."

Thoughts flashed through his mind. Being on the original water surface, La felt that time nearby seemed to slow down again.

No, not as if.

Looking down at the world, Ra realized that this was not his illusion, but that time had really slowed down.

The whole world moved a little slower, and what it showed was that time was stretched, and it was most obvious where he was.

This slowness seems to be gradually intensifying from high to low, starting from the outer layer of the world and the source sea, and continues to spread to the entire world.

It's like a dying person trying to delay the arrival of death, longing for a turning point that he doesn't know exists.

"Is it because of Shu's premature death? Also, the death of a nine-pillar god, part of the origin was robbed. Although this is not a big deal for a world, it is an extremely dangerous omen."

"So the world began to save itself. He further slowed down the passage of time, and then stirred up the origin at all costs... But he had no consciousness. This behavior was nothing but slow death."

I don't think this approach has any significance. Of course, it may be, but I haven't been able to observe changes at that level.

In short, no matter what, La can't actually change the changes caused by the instinct of the world, and he doesn't intend to do anything.

It was not yet time for him to take action. Shu's death was already in the past. Although the result was unexpected, La could only choose to accept it.

No matter how much he hates Isis for causing this unfavorable situation and how much he hates foreign lands, this chess game will still continue.

"Hmph - betrayer, do you think the gods from foreign lands will trust you?"

With a cold snort, La noticed that the climate of the human world had unknowingly changed again.

And it seems that maybe it was also because of Shu's death that the change this time was much greater than he thought. The barrier between Yuanhai and the material world seems to be weakened, and they can penetrate stronger power.

Of course, this is mutual, not just them, but also their opponents.

"Let's get started. This is already the second time. I hope this time... you can achieve some results."

Under La's gaze, the changes in the world are like a silent movie in fast forward. The torrential rains of Tefnut fell first, and sandstorms hovered over the desert.

All kinds of beasts showed fierce eyes, they seemed to be insects and ants in the desert, or birds in the sky.

As for Thoth…

"Hey - it seems he is quite capable."

With a flash of his eyes, La discovered that the other party seemed to be trying to perform something similar to a divine descent. It's just that there seems to be a lot of magic mixed in between.

Shu didn't do this before because he simply couldn't do it at that time. Even Ra only sent down an oracle, and then he was restricted to the source sea, outside the world.

But because of Shu's death, there seemed to be a small loophole in the rules. This loophole cannot be bypassed by divine power for the time being, but for Thoth, who took over some of the magical mysteries after Issi's 'death', it seems that it can indeed be exploited by him.

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In the human world, the palace of Memphis.

The changes in the sky have not yet been reflected on the earth, and even the person involved does not know that the moment he steps into the palace again, it is the day of Shu's death.

Moses only noticed keenly that the moment he appeared in front of Pharaoh again, the sound of wind in the sky outside the palace seemed to become more intense.

The violent airflow made bursts of noise, hitting the buildings and dead plants, making a harsh explosion.

The strong wind blows through the streets and backflows in the narrow space, like a night owl screaming, hard and sharp.

The strange weather seemed like someone was wailing, cursing, venting his malice to all things... Moses couldn't help but sigh in his heart, because not only he noticed his movements, but Pharaoh also heard them. middle.

"Guard, expel him, this is not a place where he should set foot!"

In the tall and gorgeous palace, Ramses II looked solemn.

Seeing Moses again, murderous intent surged in his heart. But after the last experience, Pharaoh knew very well that it might be difficult for him to kill him.

This is a sinner favored by evil gods. He can cast magic spells, evoke water, and even create curses. Not long ago, some of the more loyal slaves among the Hebrews secretly ran away from their gathering point to tell the changes there. The Pharaoh was informed and even offered a basin of water.

It was precisely because of this loyal slave that Ramesses II knew why his strategy did not work. It's not that there's something wrong with his plan, it's that the other party has supernatural powers playing tricks on him.

However, hearing is false and seeing is believing. In order to verify the slave's words, Pharaoh ordered the criminal to drink the basin of water to see if it really had the ability to 'discern beliefs and bestow curses'.

The result was no surprise. People who still had faith in the Egyptian gods died of old age the moment they drank the water, while some unfaithful criminals were left unscathed.

"Your Majesty, your persistence will not get you what you want. I don't intend to be your enemy, we just want to get out of here!"

With a wave of his cane, the surrounding guards retreated. Moses' voice was still loud despite the wind outside the palace: "Egypt has lost a year's harvest because of this, and all the vegetation in the fields has withered."

"What kind of price do you have to pay before you are willing to let us leave here? You can't keep stopping us. One day -"

"--no way!"

The voice was cold and determined, and the Pharaoh's tone was as firm as steel.

"You are the wealth given to the Egyptians by God, and you are sinners who were relegated by the gods. No one can leave until your sins are atonement!"

Qiang——

Huoran stood up and raised his hand to pull out the bronze sword beside him. Ramesses found that the other party's magic was stronger than last time.

But it didn't matter. The reason why he was not afraid of Moses' methods at all and didn't care about the snakes he conjured or the winds he summoned was because these powers had no effect on him.

He is a pharaoh, a god on earth in the eyes of the Egyptians. This is not a way to fool or maintain a sense of mystery and prestige. In fact, this is just an objective description.

Because the pharaohs and their descendants of all ages are protected by divine power, no folk magician can harm them with sorcery. The divine power originating from the sun has always surrounded Ramses. Although he cannot use it, he can still be protected by it.

brush--

He strode forward and slashed with his sword. The eyes behind the golden mask were filled with murderous intent.

Mortal soldiers cannot hurt you, but your magic can never hurt me. You have courage, do you think I don’t?

when--

The air was cut open by the blade of the sword, and Moses was caught off guard. The guards around him were also stunned for a moment.

No one expected that as the lord of Upper and Lower Egypt, Pharaoh would actually do it himself.

He raised his hand to parry, and his cane blocked the edge of the bronze sword. But under the opponent's attack, Mercer couldn't help but take a step back.

"Haha... Sinners, where are your sorcery and your gods? You have repeatedly tried to ask me to let you go. Isn't the best way to take me down and capture the master of Upper and Lower Egypt in your hands? Now The opportunity is right in front of you, so why don’t you do it?”

Boom——

Another heavy blow. Although Moses' body was not weak after decades of shepherding life, he had never learned martial arts.

When the supernatural powers of both sides are unable to take effect on the enemy, he has almost only the power to parry. In front of him, Pharaoh was still merciless.

"Come and fight back. As long as you are better than me, I will admit that your god is better than mine. You can hold me hostage and let the soldiers retreat and lead your people away."

"But why don't you do it yet? Is it because you can't do it?"

brush--

The long sword swept across, and Mercer dodged the sword in embarrassment. With a slight wave of his cane, an invisible force immediately pulled him away.

However, he strode forward and Pharaoh struck with another sword.

However, after several rounds, Mercer finally reacted and did not take the sword. He just flashed and arrived at the entrance of the palace.

"Ah."

The distance was instantly widened, and with a sneer, Ramesses II stopped pursuing after seeing the enemy go away. He was also very old. Standing in the center of the palace, Pharaoh stood leaning on his sword.

At this moment, he felt the changes in the eyes of the surrounding guards and ministers. The morale and confidence that had fallen due to the previous defeat were restored in just a few swords, and the fear of the evil god was also wiped away.

Yes, the Pharaoh is still there. Even if the other party is protected by evil gods, the Egyptians still have gods on earth!

"Huh - Your Majesty, your swordsmanship has opened my eyes. But God's will will not be stopped by mortal power."

Standing at the gate of the palace, Moses never expected that as the Pharaoh of Egypt, Ramses would dare to draw his sword to meet the enemy.

What if he has some hidden tricks? How should he deal with it? But at this moment, Mercer couldn't admit that although this was risky, it was indeed the best way to deal with it.

He also saw the changing gazes around him, and the people's hearts that had become loosened due to the loss of contact with the gods seemed to be getting closer again.

My idea of ​​leading the people to leave may be even more difficult to realize.

"Hehe, Moses, what you call God's will is nothing more than the power of the evil god."

In contrast to Moses, standing in the center of the palace, Pharaoh spoke with a strong voice.

"The glory of Ra shines on the world, just like the sun rising in the east every day, never ending. What's more, as the manifestation of God in the world, I am here. If you have that ability, then come and kill me."

"But as long as I don't fall down for a day..."

“Then the Egyptians will not surrender to you!

Crash--

Suddenly, as if in response to the Pharaoh's declaration, the land that had been dry a moment before was ushered in a heavy rain with a flash of lightning.

Heavy rain fell from the sky, instantly washing away the dust.

Seeing this scene, the guards around him seemed to recall the past achievements of Pharaoh Ramses II. As he said, he never flinched once.

"...Your Majesty, it seems that I cannot convince you. But I believe that one day, you will change your mind."

Moses looked around. In the palace at this moment, the ministers whose eyes were flickering became firm at this moment.

He took a step back and disappeared into the rain.

Such heavy rain is okay for the city, which has already had measures to deal with the rain, but for the hundreds of thousands of Hebrews outside the city who live in rudimentary housing, it would be a huge disaster.

He waved his staff again, and the increasingly magical snake staff immediately took him away, and the palace of Memphis fell silent again.

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Clang——

Inside the palace, Ramses II took a few steps back, sheathed his sword, and sat back on his golden throne.

He swept his eyes over the ministers present, and no one dared to look at him.

Very good, because the turmoil caused by the oracle of the high priest before was easily quelled, and nothing can unite people more than a victory.

However, this heavy rain came somewhat coincidentally. Is this another punishment from God... Regardless of whether it is or not, it is indeed urgent to eliminate these sinners.

"Everyone, you have seen it. These people who have been punished by God are becoming more and more rebellious, so if I decide to raise an army to eliminate all the Hebrews, how long will it take to prepare?"

With a calm expression, Pharaoh asked lightly, as if he was not talking about a massacre.

"... Your Majesty, if you mean 'crush', then it is not difficult to do. But if you mean to kill them all... the number of the enemy's civilians is much larger than our soldiers. Unless we are in a city and can guard the gates and walls, it is basically impossible to kill them all."

A minister responded, and what he said was exactly the reason why the Pharaoh did not use violence directly before.

"... Well, so as long as there is a city, it will be fine, right?"

Ramesses II's eyes became more and more indifferent as his fingers stroked the hilt of the bronze sword.

At a certain moment, as if he thought of something, he asked, "I remember that those criminals were responsible for building the temple before?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. It's just that the construction period was temporarily stopped because of the previous natural disaster."

"Very good."

Nodding, the Pharaoh seemed to have discovered something. He raised his hand slightly and signaled the minister to write it down.

"Isn't that evil god believer who knows sorcery very capable? Tell him that I have changed my mind."

"The Hebrews are the sinners declared by God Ra, so they cannot leave, but if they redeem their sins, it is not impossible to consider."

"One temple is not enough. If they can build a city like Heliopolis and worship God Ra's [Sun City], perhaps their sins can be exempted and God will allow them to leave."

The high priest's previous oracle also reminded Pharaoh that the holy city seemed to be a little far away from Memphis.

Give the sinners hope, build a city, and then use this city and their lives to dedicate to God Ra, and eliminate the potential crisis by the way.

"Go," Pharaoh said calmly: "If they don't obey, there will only be war."

"Their blood will dye the Nile red, and their bones will make the grass and trees more fertile next year. This is my last mercy."