Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality-Chapter 705 - 249: Seeing the Sun_3

Disaster upon disaster struck, but they did not succumb. At this moment, Messe even felt a hint of joy. For aside from confronting the projection of the Divine Artifact, he had spotted, from afar, the Pharaoh whom he had encountered more than once.

There was no army, no killing intent; the other party clearly did not come with ill intentions.

Indeed, his perseverance was right; Aaron’s judgment was too subjective after all. His Majesty Ramses II, the ruler of all Egypt, had no intention of breaking the covenant; he truly wished to keep his past promise of allowing the Hebrews to depart once Sun City was built.

This was the last darkness before dawn; his goal in coming to Memphis was finally within reach.

"..."

"Your Majesty, welcome to your presence. But please forgive my impertinence, as you can see, I still have to face this unexpected disaster," Messe said while holding the scepter, sustaining the force that protected the city.

A short while later, in front of The Temple, Messe held the scepter, maintaining the strength that guarded the city.

When Pharaoh and his entourage arrived, the onlooking crowds had packed the place solid.

Messe even spotted the hastily arriving Aaron, who was watchfully eyeing the newcomers.

However, Messe felt there was absolutely no need for such worry.

"No matter, Messe, you have proved your abilities to me," Pharaoh stated.

"You and your people have built Sun City, offering this sacrifice to the God of Sun. Your original sin may be inexorable, but as per our agreement, I still came here," he said in a tone that still carried a hint of arrogance, but no one present took it to heart.

Centuries of tradition told them that the Pharaoh should speak in this manner. Even when the Goddess of Life was still present, nor were magicians lacking who wielded various powers in the Mortal Realm, but they still respected the Pharaoh, no one daring to slight him for it.

This was an ingrained way of thinking, and it still existed to this day. Hearing Ramses’s words, Messe finally showed a trace of joy.

"Then Your Majesty, are you meaning to say that, according to our covenant, you will not obstruct our departure from Egypt?" asked Messe.

"Indeed, as I have said, you will be expelled from Egypt," Ramses replied tersely.

"This place shall become forbidden to the Hebrews, and once you leave, you are not permitted to return," Ramses declared with composure.

"In the name of the Pharaoh, I have honored my agreement and from this day forward, the ties between Egyptians and Hebrews are hereby severed."

Whoosh—

As his words concluded, a commotion erupted among the crowd.

The veneration accumulated over thousands of years by the Egyptian Pharaohs still loomed large, and even now, many Hebrews still dreaded this legendary ’God among men’.

Yet, now that Ramses personally promised their departure, did it signify that they had finally gained true liberation, no longer doomed to servitude?

"Your Majesty, your morality is as noble as the Sun," someone loudly praised, delighted that the other party was willing to honor the covenant.

The joy in Messe’s heart could not be concealed, and before him, Pharaoh extended his hand while a minister handed a piece of parchment to him.

Messe stepped forward and unfolded the parchment to reveal the densely packed words on it.

"Since you have no objections, then sign this document. In the name of the ruler of all Egypt, I will release and expel you, forbidding your return forever," Pharaoh stated.

Clang—

Drawing his sword, he used it to cut his finger and was the first to leave an imprint on it.

Messe, upon seeing this, did not hesitate either, leaving his own seal on the document.

At that moment, cheers arose from all directions, and Pharaoh’s originally stern face seemed to soften considerably.

"So, Messe, I have fulfilled my covenant with the Hebrews, haven’t I."

"Yes, Your Majesty, your commitment to your word is truly exalted."

Still leaning on his staff, Messe smiled as he spoke.

"Then, according to the covenant, the Hebrews should also leave Egypt, right?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, my people and I will no longer disturb the peace of you and your dynasty."

"Very well."

With a smile and a nod, the Pharaoh set the Covenant aside.

"Now, it is time for me to fulfill my duties as the Pharaoh."

"Duties?"

Puzzled, in Messe’s memory, the Pharaoh was the ruler of Egypt, he ruled over the Mortal Realm, judged right from wrong, and was the executor of the law.

However, the Hebrews had been building cities here, they had no opportunity to break the law. They had always been slaves, and now being released and expelled, there was no longer a relationship of ruler and ruled.

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Whish—!

A sharp sword pierced through the chest, spraying droplets of blood.

The cheering in the arena stopped abruptly, and everyone failed to comprehend what had just occurred.

In mid-air, the light from the Benben Stone illuminated the Serpent Staff, the once powerful sacred artifact now deadly still. Only ’Ramses’, he seemed unaffected, his smile still gentle.

"You see, this is it, Messe."

"As Pharaoh, my duty is to maintain the laws of Egypt, to punish sinful mortals."

"And according to Egyptian law, the murderer shall die—do you remember why you left Egypt over forty years ago?"

In the city, the divine light encircling the Hebrews’ living area began to fade away, and those spirits that were annihilated in an instant pressed forward tirelessly, but this time, there were no obstructions in front of them.

In the sky, the Sun’s brilliance grew more intense, as if corroborating the Pharaoh’s words, ready to cleanse the Mortal Realm of all sins.

Life was slipping away; at this moment, in Messe’s eyes, the visage of the man in front of him started to blur.

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He felt that he was not facing a man but a Sun, the very one worshipped in the Temple of the Sun God behind him, with a golden mask, the eagle-headed deity.

"I have always been curious as to what is special about you, Messe."

"It seems the World Power from the Otherworld wants to protect you, the Outer God watches over you, and you are the only one upon whom He bestowed strength."

"He places the Hebrews on the gambling table on the one hand, and on the other, turns a blind eye to you. So what exactly does He want?"

"I do not know."

With a tranquil voice, ’Ramses’ looked up at The Sky, which was vast and empty except for the Sun.

"However, I think, I’ll know very soon."

Thump—

Drawing his sword back, ’Ramses’ was curious about what would happen to Messe, who now lay on the ground.

And most importantly, what He was going to do next.