The King and the Priest[Comprehensive]

It is definitely a great honor for ordinary people who have never had the opportunity to look up at the divine light to witness the concretization of the pharaoh's great achievements in such a close place.

——What a majestic scene this is.

It seems that the magnificent scenery of the Nile River thousands of years ago has been transferred to today.

The dazzling sunlight illuminates every inch of brick and tile land on the earth, dyeing the promenade of the palace and the stone statues of gods with a brilliant golden yellow that cannot be underestimated.

On that soil, the Pharaoh's temple is the most dazzling place.

This king, the greatest pharaoh in history, has received countless praises and worship throughout the ages.

He led the army to fight bravely, and treated the people as kindly as he treated his own children.

He built temples and halls extensively, leaving his reputation everywhere in his territory.

For those who really admire him from the bottom of their hearts, no matter how long it has passed, whether they are alive or after death, they cannot use a simple sentence, an expression, a look... or other details to express their heart. all feelings.

What's more, even though the sincere heart of this admirer is extraordinarily hot, he is not someone who can speak those words frankly.

In his world view, saying something is worse than not saying it. It loses the charm of deliberately leaving blank, and also breaks the tacit understanding between them...

It is not impossible to explain so much, but to be straightforward, to attribute everything to the arrogance and reserve engraved in this person's bones.

So -- that's why.

"How to express it so that it can be called a unique way that only you and I know? It's really a rare problem..."

"From time to time, he becomes less stable. The king who acts like a baby and wants me to explain how deep my love is is really a headache."

This reserved person, who also got into a little trouble from time to time, did not say anything, but he really found another way to prove it.

I have to say that it does have his personal style, which is not expressed in words and expressions, and can only be seen at specific moments.

That is, at this time.

"Boom-"

In front of Berserker's eyes, a familiar scene appeared again.

It is still the strange scene of the clear sky above and the dark night under the feet. Not surprisingly, it is still a very special inherent barrier.

The sun's rays with its extremely high heat make the temple in the desert shimmer with golden light, making it even more brilliant.

Even though it is the same as before, this light hides cruelty under a gentle surface, and is mercilessly devouring everything it can shine on—but there are still completely different things.

For example, this extra temple stands in the middle of the desert.

The temple is surrounded by a golden halo, and the trickling river twists and turns from one end of the desert, delineating the range of fields and depressions, and the pond is covered by long reeds, and the calm lake reflects the clear blue sky.

From time to time, waterfowl land quietly, step into the clear blue waves, and call their mates with long calls.

Magic is also magic in this place.

The desert, the pond and the creek are all within sight, but the dark night, which is opposite to the clear sky, blends with the ground scene in an unrealistic way.

The place where you are is on the ground where you can keep your feet on the ground. Once the sight of looking down is in a trance, it will pierce through nothingness and turn to the side of the night in an instant.

There are no stars in the night sky over there, only the lonely and cold crescent moon looking down on all beings from a high place.

If exposed to the sun, the flesh and blood of the whole person will be roasted.

Then, once falling into the darkness, the movement will not be as great as the former, but thousands of cold black threads will wind up.

The black silk thread was transformed by the breath of the underworld.

In the huge dark space, only the breath of desolation and the only heroic spirit exist.

The shadows came from all directions, and could easily grab the heroic spirit's limbs, drag him into the deepest part of the darkness, and freeze him forever——

"........."

This situation is very realistic.

Thousands of years ago in Egypt, the daytime outside the Pharaoh's temple should be full of vitality and vitality.

It's just that at night, they won't be trapped in the boundless dark night like this.

Sure enough, an ominous change began to appear on Berserker's body.

Every time his line of sight moves up and down, it will cause a switch between day and night, so it is constantly changing between hot and cold.

The hands and feet of the body began to melt first, and then were covered in frost.

Even if the body of the servant is not a real entity, it can be repaired with magic power after it is broken, but too much magic power is spent on it, and the supply cannot keep up with the consumption, which is equivalent to the berserker being forcibly interrupted from the magic power supply.

This is a bit of a hassle.

Heroic Spirit, who really realized when he had been deceived, frowned, knowing that the bone armor blessed with runes could still last half a point, but time dragged on for a short time, and in the end there was only one ending.

"Come to this set, should it be said that it is a caster's style, it's really annoying."

Berserker made a sound of extreme displeasure.

The caster's style is never to fight head-on, but to use various methods to assist in the rear, because this is the nature of their class.

Of course, there are also casters who refuse to chant spells and prefer to rush forward with melee weapons to one-on-one with the enemy, but they are a minority after all.

The caster who was disliked by Berserker is obviously the type who doesn't like melee combat...

Well, it's not impossible to insist on direct melee combat, and he still has a noisy snake stick in his hand.

The snake stick is not good at other things, but it is surprisingly easy to use.

And the reason why it is not used at this time, does it need too much explanation?

"You are here, how could you let Yu's concubine do such a laborious thing."

Inside the temple, which can only be reached by opening many sacred doors, the handsome pharaoh rests his chin in one hand, his golden pupils are shining brightly, and the corners of his slightly hooked mouth reveal the confidence and arrogance that he is in control of everything.

"The lightless people outside the temple."

The solar ship floated high in the sky, aiming the light that could incinerate everything at the tall heroic spirits who were trapped in the dark swamp.

"It's just a servant who has received the bonus of the Holy Grail. From the moment you step into Yu's territory, you are destined to commit an unforgivable crime!"

Within the inherent barrier is the king's territory, and the pharaoh sitting high above the palace is the omnipotent god who can do anything.

As long as it is within this range, no matter what happens, it cannot escape his control.

If there is any hidden inside information, he can't hide it from his golden eyes.

As soon as Berserker appeared here, all the information about him was known to the Pharaoh.

Skip the vast majority of information that does not need to be cared about, and can be called the key point, and only the "Holy Grail" is related.

Berserker is a unique Heroic Spirit who has obtained the Holy Grail and raised the level of the Spirit Base to an extraordinary Servant.

Before the Holy Grail War started, a Holy Grail had appeared in this world.

I don't know who found the Holy Grail first, created such an unstoppable servant, and asked him to obey the master's order to destroy the ninja villages one by one.

"There seems to be some inside story, but let's stop here! I'm not interested in knowing other things." Pharaoh said lazily.

"This confident tone, you, a guy who relies on others to fill up his prestige, is a little too proud."

When Berserker said this, there seemed to be a sneer of disapproval in the ending: "Since you have tried everything possible to get me here, then stop talking nonsense and just use the results to prove whose minions are sharper."

Ying Ling's behavior was similar to that of a mad dog, but it happened to be not the kind of arrogance that Wang liked.

And what did this guy say, Ozymandias, the dignified pharaoh, still needs to use the power of others to grow his own power, it is simply unreasonable to make trouble...

——Tahir's power is his power, and of course his power is also Tahir's power, there is no distinction at all, why not be upright!

Ozymandias is very righteous, completely unaware that he should at least be polite.

At this point, the final battle finally began.

At this moment, the heroic spirit, whose flesh and blood had melted half to the extent that his figure was forced to shrink, broke free from the shackles of the shadow from the ground.

The icy shards were flying in the air, printed with scarlet light.

Berserker recited the incantation to open the treasure, and the magic spear once again showed its ferocious form, like a raging beast, heading straight to the height of the solar ship, intending to break through it irresistibly and destroy the temple.

"Whistle... the beast that devours the death teeth!!!"

The power of this spear was enough to tear apart the barrier, but because everything in the inherent barrier was blessed by some kind of hidden power, it became indestructible.

and.

"Remember, no one shines brighter than Ra's avatar."

When this familiar cold voice sounded from the ground, the flashing magic pattern on Berserker's body suddenly dimmed by five points.

"No one can be unscrupulous in front of the god king."

Numerous restrictions were placed out of thin air, Berserker's magic power was completely unable to connect with the master, and the energy in the spiritual core was almost completely emptied.

"Irrespectors, lower your gaze and lower your head, otherwise you will not be forgiven by God."

Swish - Berserker's head was indeed forced down.

That's right, the intrinsic barrier he was in wasn't just the rider's Noble Phantasm.

When the caster's treasure is unfolded alone, it can only have the effect of a b-level treasure, and the range is very narrow.

However, once it matches with a specific Servant Noble Phantasm, the resulting power is incomparably terrifying, enough to change the world.

In his world, the king's light is always dazzling - so in the inherent barrier, the king is an undoubted god, who can shine with the god Ra, and mortals will never be able to touch each other.

In his world, that king is absolutely correct - so nothing can violate the king's order, let alone compete with him in terms of combat power.

In his world...

"That king will be invincible and invincible."

"Ah."

The king should have said, "I know."

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