Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

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Hemenu, the human world.

Outside Memphis, on the road built along the Nile River.

The setting sun was like blood, and the breeze was blowing. The wheels of the oxcart rolled on the road, attracting the attention of passers-by.

The sound of whips being whipped could be heard from time to time, accompanied by bursts of whimpering.

This is the capital of the Egyptians, and a city as famous as Heliopolis and Thebes.

If the latter two are famous because of their sacredness in the theological sense, then Memphis, as the place where the pharaoh lived, is simply a capital in the secular sense.

Located at the core of Upper and Lower Egypt, not far from Cairo in later times, the dynasty's decrees were transmitted from here to all Egyptian city-states.

Of course, in addition to this, there is another meaning here now - at the command of Shu, one of the nine gods and the messenger of the god Ra, sinners throughout Egypt have been driven out in the past few years and then gathered around this city.

Therefore, it didn't take long for this place to become the largest gathering place for the Hebrews and also the largest construction site. Because for some reason, since Shu delivered the last oracle a few years ago, the connection between the gods who lived in Heliopolis and the human world has become discontinuous.

Some say that the existence of sinners angered God, while others say that the huge bronze statue that Pharaoh Ramses II built for himself was so extravagant that it displeased the gods.

In short, as the ruler of Upper and Lower Egypt, Pharaoh, the apostle of God on earth, gave orders for this. He ordered people to organize these slaves and build a huge temple to please God, and he spared no expense to achieve this goal.

So a large amount of stone was transported to Memphis, and countless slaves died of exhaustion under the increasingly bright sun.

On one of these days, one day, two ox carts came from afar, heading towards Memphis.

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Wheel and wheel...

Ting——

“Thank you, Lord, for giving me lunch.”

With his eyes slightly closed, he tapped the silver spoon on the plate. Amid the clear sound, Moses knelt in the carriage and prayed to God in a low voice.

The carriage was shaking a little, but Messer, who was over 80 years old, still sat very steadily.

His body stood straight, and beside him, two young boys and girls imitated him, drawing intricate patterns on their chests and closing their eyes to pray.

“Thank you, Lord, for giving me lunch.”

"...Okay, that's enough. You two are hungry, so eat quickly."

After a while, Moses opened his eyes.

He looked gently at the two children who seemed to have their eyes closed but were actually secretly observing him and said with a smile.

His wife and family were in the car behind, and now the only ones here were him and the two mixed-race children he had rescued on the road.

They were not real Hebrews, but the descendants of Egyptians and their mixed blood. Their mixed blood certainly prevented them from being oppressed like the slaves carrying heavy stones on the roadside, but their rights would not be recognized either.

After all, Ra punished them for their Hebrew blood, so these mixed-race children were born sinners. No law would protect them, and if they hadn't met Moses, they would have died in the wilderness under the bullying of their peers.

"Thank you, sir."

Although they could no longer resist the tempting aroma of the food, the two children still spoke out first to express their gratitude.

Seeing this, Moses waved his hand, indicating that they should not worry about it.

After getting permission, the two children finally started eating.

"Ugh……"

Sighing softly and watching the two children wolfing down their food, Messer felt a little helpless.

Even though he was sitting in the car, he could still hear the sound of whips being swung outside. They were like two different worlds, but he could do nothing now. Because this was an order issued by Pharaoh himself, and they themselves were recognized as criminals by the people.

If you want to change this situation, you must change the gods of Egypt and the pharaohs who rule the world.

Fortunately, the rumors he heard along the way told Moses that the connection between the Egyptian gods had become increasingly blurred since a few years ago, so he only needed to convince the rulers of the world.

"I want to save them, and I should save them. Because in this world, I am the only one who has the ability to do so."

Thinking silently, time passed quickly in Moses's meditation.

I don't know when, the two children finally finished their lunch.

The children, whose hunger was relieved, finally had the courage to raise their heads and looked at the old man who saved their lives with eyes full of gratitude.

"...Mr. Messer."

"Ok?"

Coming back to his senses from his thoughts, Messer looked at the little girl who had just spoken.

The other party seemed to be a little hesitant, so he immediately smiled and encouraged: "Why, do you have anything to ask me?"

"Let me tell you, as an old guy, teaching kids is what I should do."

"Thank you, you are such a good man!"

With an embarrassed smile, the boy immediately asked, "Mr. Moses, I want to know... which 'god' you just asked us to thank?"

"Is it the greatest one who controls the sun?" The girl at the side said with wide eyes, "Or some other god asked you to save us. I heard that we have blood cursed by the gods. Has the curse finally been lifted now?"

"..."

There was some silence, and Messer didn't know what to say for a moment. But after a moment, he shook his head slightly.

"No, you've got the wrong kid."

"The gods of Egypt have not withdrawn their punishment on us, even though I came here in the hope that they would do so. Pharaoh has also not restored our rights under the law, even though I came here for this purpose. At least now, the Hebrews are still sinners in their eyes, so the Lord I believe in is not the god of the Egyptians."

"He is the almighty divine, the beginning and the end of all things. I saw the revelation He gave me in the flames, and I came to the earth at His command to save my people who were in distress."

Speaking softly, according to Moses' original intention, he actually just wanted to distinguish the God he believed in from all the gods that existed in Egypt in the past. After all, the two children in front of him were just mixed-bloods. They had never heard of the legends of the Hebrews since they were young, and it was easy for them to confuse the two and think that different gods were just gods from the same pantheon but with different opinions.

However, after hearing his words, the girl's eyes lit up, as if she had misunderstood something.

"So Mr. Moses, the reason why we are considered sinners is that the gods in the past were the gods of the Egyptians. They only protected the Egyptians and hated any human beings outside of Egypt. The gods you believe in are our gods. They will only protect us and punish those who harm us. Is that right?"

"Of course not... um..."

Subconsciously he wanted to deny it, because Moses knew very well that the Lord had never cared about bloodline and race, nor did he care about good and evil and conflicts in the world.

Just as He had told him before, He did not care about the Hebrews, let alone their life or death; He only cared about Moses himself.

However, although he said so, at this moment, when Moses looked at the expectant eyes of the two children, he hesitated for a long time.

If he said so, perhaps it would extinguish the hope that had just risen in their hearts... On the contrary, if he admitted it, it would not shatter their illusions, and such misunderstanding would also help shape their reverence for the Lord.

For most ignorant mortals, understanding God as 'the one who protects oneself' and 'the one who protects the enemy' can let them know at the fastest speed to whom their faith should be devoted.

"Let's leave it at that for now. When things get settled down, I'll tell them the true greatness of the Lord, which is not limited to race, species, or the greatness of all things. For now, it's fine to let them indulge in their dreams."

After much thought, Moses finally nodded.

His smile is like the warm sun in winter. Even though he is very old, his eyes are still bright.

"Um...yes kids, you are right."

"He is the God of everything in the world, but He is also the God of the Hebrews. Anyone who brings destruction upon us will also be punished by Him."

“This is the covenant He made with me in the revelation of fire.”

At least that was the truth in words... Moses didn't think he had deceived them.

Memphis was very close, and he also had to think about how to convince the Pharaoh.

Although God said that the road He was on would be tortuous and that the Hebrews would suffer heavy casualties on their way back to their homeland, Moses still wanted to give it a try.

It would be best if Pharaoh was willing to just let them go.

……

The brief conversation did not interfere with the progress of the ox cart. As time passed, the carriage finally arrived near Memphis.

But compared to the fantasy city in Chaos's human world, Memphis is far inferior.

The city wall was only more than ten meters high, and the guards were wearing leather armor... When the ox cart approached the city gate, it immediately attracted the attention of the guards.

Snapped--

There was a sound of scattered leather armor colliding, and the guards had no intention of checking. Instead, they paid respect to the frame.

Because in Upper and Lower Egypt today, horses are an extremely rare livestock, they are often used in military units such as chariots. The only ones really used for transportation are camels or ox carts.

Of course, it is not much more than what we say. Compared with Chaos, which has undergone great changes, the mortal world of Hermeneus is the real productivity of the classical era.

Therefore, they were able to avoid the fatigue of traveling all the way and even avoided the soldiers' inspection. Even the guards in the Egyptian capital now acknowledged that they were the nobles in the city. Moses really had to thank his wife's family for their extraordinary background and the fact that they were priests respected by the Midianites.

Otherwise, even if no one remembered his identity as a fugitive forty years ago, he would most likely be detained directly as a Hebrew and then forced to build the temple.

"Please come in, distinguished gentlemen."

With the farewell of the captain of the guard, the carriage slowly drove into Memphis.

After more than forty years, Moser once again set foot in the city where he grew up.

"As far as I can remember, the place where the pharaoh lived should be there. I don't know if it has been moved or renovated over the years."

I introduced everything along the way to the two curious children one by one, and traveled through this city which was called the "royal capital" but was not as big as I had imagined.

Soon, the Egyptian palace was within reach, but once there, Moses' carriage could no longer move freely.

"You guys stay here for now. What happens next is a little dangerous... I want to go alone to meet the kings of Upper and Lower Egypt."

Reaching out his hand and grasping the long staff that had been lying across his knees, Moser gave the two children some instructions and then got off the carriage.

He looked straight at the place where he grew up, and old memories flashed through his mind.

It was here that he received the royal education, which led to everything he had later. So in a sense, Moses still hoped to solve this problem as peacefully as possible.

"Who is coming?"

Clang——

The question came from the front, and two spears were crossed across the intersection.

The approach of Moses' carriage had already attracted the attention of the guards, but no one thought they were coming to attack the palace.

They looked at this strange 'noble' and wondered which city-state he came from.

"I am Moses, the messenger of the Lord among men. I have come from Midian to meet His Majesty Ramses II."

"I will consult with God about the future of our race."

Holding the scepter in hand, Moses spoke softly.

He had no intention of asking the Pharaoh to grant them equal status with the Egyptians; he simply took them away.

They will cross mountains and rivers and return to the place where their ancestors once lived according to myths and legends.

The first step starts here.