Radiant Enemy

"Your Majesty Ramses... Aren't you going to see Hill off?" Nefertariel, with red eyes, was still sobbing, "Obviously you arrived before me."

The Pharaoh didn't make a sound. He watched Hilgna leading the Hebrew people towards the distance, as if the soles of his feet had taken root, and he couldn't move no matter what.

On the way Hilgna was moving forward, the Hebrew people were laughing and singing. They were very yearning for the legendary promised land flowing with milk and honey. In the end, they left behind Hilgna, There are more than 60 people.

"You are really amazing." Wewe Coyotel appeared out of nowhere, he floated above Hilgna's head, ignoring the Hebrew people who gathered around the white-haired prophet and took care Looking at the weapon, he said briskly.

"It actually brought so many people out of Egypt. I thought that foreign god wanted to do something to you. So it was for this."

The Mischievous Body sighed and said: "But after you leave Egypt, I'm afraid you won't be able to come back. Nine Pillars God is very angry, even I have heard it."

"The wrath of the gods is quite terrifying, are you ready?"

"In this case, why hasn't the god's punishment come down? If they were really angry, why didn't they kill me when I appeared in Egypt, once and for all?" Hilgna's lips curled slightly, but that The smile didn't reach his eyes.

If it was Uruk, I'm afraid Hilgna would have been burned to death by the thunder from these gods.

"Shhh—let me guess, it's because the age of the gods is over, they still have great power, but they can't directly intervene in the world. Once they want to intervene, the price they pay may not be what they can afford Accepted."

The white-haired prophet raised his index finger to his lips, and smiled meaningfully at the god of mischief.

"The higher the gods are, the more they will pay. So they can only choose agents and let humans intervene in humans."

Hilgner also asked briskly, "Am I right?"

Just as the foreign god can only use Hilgna's hand to take his people away from this land, just like those gods can't even directly expel the foreign god.

I'm afraid that before Hilgna didn't know, the Nine Pillars God and the God of Foreign Lands had fought against each other several times.

Although attacking the human world will be suppressed and punished by the laws of the entire world, it will not be the case for beings of the same dimension fighting each other.

Wewe Coyotel stared at Hilgna for a while, rubbed his arms, and pretended to shudder: "I do understand why the god of foreign lands chose you, but after a while, I actually guessed It’s pretty much the same.”

"However, the sun god Ra and the storm god Seth are quite angry, probably because of the young pharaoh—they are quite fond of that outstanding king."

Wewe Coyotel didn't want to get involved with a god more powerful than himself and this human being who was also difficult to deal with. He appeared here just to remind a human being he liked.

If Hilgna had called for Wewecoyotel to come to his aid, the cunning god of mischief would have run faster than anyone else.

"Thank you for your information. I will be ready to face the wrath of the gods." Hilgna nodded to Wewe Coyotel, watching the long-haired god with purple hair and golden eyes disappear into the air.

Arash patted Hilgna on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Let me keep watch. If anything goes wrong, I will notify you immediately."

"Then I'm counting on you." Hilgna nodded, and he was not polite to Arash. After all, there was no need for extra politeness between them, and secondly, more time and energy had to be saved to lead these people.

"Will the gods of Egypt really punish us?" Aaron asked.

"If the gods want to attack us, how can humans escape?" Milian was also afraid.

Hilgner glanced at the siblings and continued to move forward: "Don't worry, even if the gods really punish us, humans can handle it."

"As I said just now, if they want to wipe us all out, the price they have to pay is that they will fall from their gods. Those proud gods will not give up their noble status and boundless power for the sake of small human beings." divine power."

The sarcasm that Hilgna said in his mouth was firm and indifferent.

"Most likely, they sent soldiers from Egypt and Hittites to let the king of the world stop us."

"Hittite and Egypt...then we are doomed?!"

Aaron exclaimed.

"Since I brought you all out, I won't let you die in vain—give all your trust to me, and I will take you to the Promised Land."

Hilgner snorted softly, and the majesty when his face turned cold made Aaron and Miriam, who had worked under him before, hang their heads, restraining the fear and panic just now in their hearts.

"Yes, my lord prophet."

"Understood, Moses—my lord prophet."

Milian almost made a mistake, and she subconsciously called out 'Moses', but fortunately, she reacted quickly and made amends.

Hilgna didn't care about Milian's wrong words, the Hebrews who thought he was Moses accounted for most of the 60 people. People are delusional and think that Moses is his real name.

Hilgner doesn't care about this anymore, his mother, brother, and close friends are all in this golden sand country, and he may not return to this place for the rest of his long life.

He was the prophet who saved them, the saint who led them to the promised land, except Hilgna himself.

That being the case, what is the difference between the names Hilgna and Moses?

The migration of more than 60 people is not an easy task, water and food are a big problem, but fortunately, the alien god who lives in the shepherd's staff has given power to Hilgna, allowing him to easily perform obstacles A miracle that cannot be performed due to the limitation of magic power.

Hilgna stopped in front of a gray stone, raised the shepherd's staff in his hand, and tapped lightly on the raised part of the stone three times.

And at the place where the shepherd's staff struck, when Hilgna struck the first time, the gray stone was covered with traces of moisture; when the white-haired prophet struck the second time, the stone responded And broken; at the third strike, clear spring water gushed out, and soon filled this low-lying place with sweet water.

Hilgna bent down, scooped up the first handful of water, gently wiped the dusty cheeks and arms, and then filled the water bottle he carried with him.

After finishing these actions, he stepped aside and ordered the other people behind him to line up to fetch water in an orderly manner.

"Tell them, there is no crowding, no fighting, the water source is abundant, even if we leave, this spring will not dry up, it will continue to flow with clean water until a new oasis is formed by its irrigation."

Hilgna managed this group of teams, using the same method as before when building the temple.

The family is a unit, and then the familiar relatives and friends are a whole. A responsible captain is elected, and then reports to the leader at the next level.

Those people may not obey Hilgna's command, but in this distant migration, only by following Hilgna can they know where to avoid vicious beasts and get timely treatment when they are bitten by poisonous snakes and scorpions , Only when you are hungry and thirsty can you get fresh bread and sweet water.

Hilgna is no longer a human being, he is the hope of all the Hebrews, the saint followed by these oppressed and exploited slaves, and the prophet who leads them forward.

Hilgner seemed relaxed, and he was able to solve every problem he encountered smoothly, as if he had expected this situation, but only Arash knew that Hilgner seldom laughed.

Hilgna spent every night in the tent where he stayed overnight, simulating and speculating about the possible accidents and dangers that might arise next, and even took into account the fact that the gods insisted on attacking this huge migration team regardless of the cost of falling.

Everyone relied on Hilgna, and put heavy trust on his shoulders, but completely forgot that Hilgna was just a young human being.

Arash did not dissuade Hilgner, because he knew that there were some things that others could not interfere with.

All he could do was to silently do a good job of guarding and let the ability of clairvoyance to the limit, so that Hilgna could prepare for danger before it happened.

This migrating team successfully reached the Weihai Sea. Because of Hilgna's exhaustive thinking along the way, there were not many casualties. At most, there were some people who left the team and stayed at the spring that would form an oasis.

"Going through this sea?"

Arash is worthy of being a heroic spirit, even after several weeks of trekking, he still maintains a radiant spirit.

Perhaps it should also be attributed to Hilgna's advance and stop at the limit of the people's fatigue, so that no one has the energy to question his instructions, saving Hilgna the time to explain.

Coupled with clean water and food, as well as the seemingly omniscient wisdom, these migrating people have been completely convinced by Hilgna.

"Yes, through this sea."

If in Ireland, you only need to let Silgner's White Queen go back and forth a few times, you can take these people to the other side, but due to various reasons, Silgner did not make a ship, and now it is even more difficult to build it on the spot. impossible.

But now that Hilgna has the shepherd's staff empowered by the gods of foreign lands in his hands, he can take a simpler method.

However, it was obvious that God would not allow Hilgna to leave this land so easily and go to the distant and fertile Promised Land.

Just when the Hebrews had reached the coast, a huge dark cloud rose in the distance and pressed heavily towards this side.

——No, those are not dark clouds, but chariots and troops.

The dust raised by the horses running under their crotches was already so strong that it was billowing like a sandstorm.

"That's the flag of Egypt!"

"And Hittite!"

"The Egyptian and Hittite armies are coming to capture us!"

"Are we going to be killed!?"

"No! We finally got here!"

"Obviously, clearly the promised land is right in front of us!"

The Hebrews quickly recognized those who had oppressed and exploited them. Crying and despair enveloped the migratory team in an instant, and turmoil and panic suddenly occupied all the minds of the people.

"Quiet, you'll be fine." Hilgna let his voice echo clearly in everyone's ears. His voice was so clear that it overwhelmed those desperate cries and shouts.

"I will stop them." Hilgna walked forward, he raised the shepherd's staff in his hand, and was about to call in a storm to stop the Hittite and Egyptian troops, but he noticed something strange.

Just when the black cloud was about to approach the migration team, another golden storm rushed towards the black cloud at a faster speed.

"Egypt is at war with Hittite?" Hilgna widened his eyes in astonishment.

He originally thought that the purpose of the two armies was the same, to take his life and use him as a sacrifice to offer his head and blood to the gods of this land to appease the wrath of the gods, but the Hittites and the Egyptians But the army went to war after a short rendezvous.

The army waving the Egyptian flag and the army flying the Hittite flag rushed towards each other under the command of the commander, like black and white chess pieces fighting on a chessboard, while standing on the edge of the sea of ​​reeds, they huddled together in fear. The migration team of the regiment is the audience.

Hilgna suddenly turned his head to look at Arash, and called out, "Arash, look at who is the leader of these two teams?"

Arash's clairvoyance allowed him to see the color and shape of the gravel mixed with gravel thousands of miles away, and this time, he also clearly saw who the monarch in charge of leading the two armies was.

"The Hittite team is your younger brother, Vyat, and the Egyptian army... is the Pharaoh's younger brother."

Arash replied.

Obviously, at least one of these two teams wanted Hilgner's life, while the other was exactly the opposite.

Hilgna clenched the shepherd's stick in his hand. At this moment, he really wanted to drop the stick, take out his weapon, and help his friend.

But now he is not just Hilgna, he is the prophet of the Hebrews, their saint, and their Moses. The burden of responsibility prevents Hilgna from leaving them to do what he wants to do at the moment .

Facing the attack of the Egyptian Pharaoh, Hittite retreated, but did not retreat completely.

Wyatt may still be immature, but he understands that this is not the best time for Egypt to go to war with the Hittites.

But his ability to judge the timing is excellent, otherwise, with just a few reminders from Hilgna and the assistance of information, it would be impossible to defeat the other princes and ascend to the throne of the Hittite king.

—He was waiting for the conflict between Egypt and the Hebrew people before picking up the victory.

Regardless of whether Egypt killed the Hebrews, or the Hebrews consumed the Egyptian army, Hittites only needed to wait on the sidelines and settle the remaining party that was exhausted from the struggle.

The golden-eyed Pharaoh drove towards Hilgna in his beloved chariot.

The wind raised the white cloak on him, like the god of the sky bestowing glory and wings on him, allowing him to come to Hilgna without any hindrance.

It was as dazzling and blazing as the sun radiating light and heat to the earth, making everyone involuntarily attracted by his majestic momentum and arrogance, and couldn't look away at all.

However, the sun disc, which was supposed to hang high in the sky, condescended to fall from the sky towards only one person.

Hilgner couldn't help but took a step forward, but it was only a step forward.

Osman Diaz stopped a few tens of meters away from Hilgna, and one step further, it would not be the territory of Egypt.

"Hill, stay here." Osman Diaz said to his friend with white hair and blue eyes, "You have led them here, and they can go to the promised land by themselves."

"You don't need to lead them anymore, you have fulfilled your responsibilities, go back to Egypt with Yu!" Pharaoh, who symbolized the sun, pleaded softly to a human being for the first time in his life.

"I am the enemy of Egypt." Hilgna said, "The gods of Egypt will not allow me to return to their land-they will not forgive me, and will not forgive me who led the people of the alien gods out of Egypt."

"I forgive you!" Pharaoh roared angrily. "As the king in charge of Egypt, I forgive you everything. No one can judge you beyond me—not even the gods!"

"Ramesses—be careful!" Hilgna's voice overwhelmed the Pharaoh's, and his chest heaved because of these words. Hilgna was not afraid of the punishment from the gods, but he was afraid of Osmandi Yaz brought disaster because of him.

However, it was too late, and the sky began to gather dark clouds, which were more fierce and terrifying than the Hittite army before.

In an instant, the darkness covered the day, and the storm swirled and hit. White and purple thunder light roared in the black cloud, and the pillar of thunder and fire was about to descend, splitting all the living beings below into scorched pieces of flesh—— The densest place where the thunder roared was obviously facing the direction where Hilgna was.

The Egyptian gods would not be willing to attack the pharaoh they had watched grow up and have their blood, so they would only attack the white-haired pagan who disturbed the pharaoh's heart and made him miserable.

What's more, this white-haired mortal even has the power and aura of a foreign god, which makes the gods who are very sensitive to the territory very disgusted.

The gods want to chop Hilgna into scorched dust, so that his mouth can no longer utter words that can captivate the heart, that face can no longer reveal a seductive smile, and that slender and flexible limbs can no longer Do anything to upset the pharaoh.

"Hill!" The pharaoh realized that the gods were about to punish Hilgna, and he stretched out his hand towards Hilgna on his horse, trying to bring Hilgna into his protection circle, but the gods ordered the storm to come, At the same time separated the Egyptians from the Hebrews.

Obviously, the wrath of the gods can only be directed at those who are about to turn their backs on Egypt.

Hilgna raised the wooden stick in his hand, but the foreign god in the shepherd's staff realized that the gods of Egypt would rather pay the price of falling to attack Hilgna, and said to Hilgna: "Now You are not their opponent. Even with my power, I can’t keep everyone safe. I will try my best to hold them back and let the man with the bow and arrow beside you take action—he is the only one who can save you now Everyone's dead."

The god of foreign lands has a target, not just opening his mouth.

He has seen through Arash's identity and contacts, and has already foreseen that this is why Arash was summoned by Hilgna.

— just for today.

He did not deceive Hilgna, Hilgna will find the reason why he has been reincarnated with his memory in the promised land of Canaan, and will also know why those high-dimensional beings are watching him.

Hilgna is special, not only for them, but also for this planet.

After saying this, the god of foreign lands fell silent, and handed over the decision to Hilgna.

Arash didn't hear what the foreign god said to Hilgna, but he still stood up and clenched the red longbow in his hand.

"Hill." The dark-haired and brown-skinned archer said to his master with a gentle smile.

"It seems that now is the time for me to open the way for you."

"It's great to be summoned by you, and I can help you at this time."

Said the great Persian savior, who jumped lightly onto a nearby rock and stood on a high place that no one else could reach.

Hilgner realized that something terrible was about to happen, his voice was hoarse: "No matter what you plan to do, Arash, stop now! Let me think of a way!"

"But this is more efficient, Hill." Arash bowed his head and smiled gently at Hilgna, "What's more, I couldn't accompany you to Canaan, the more I leave this land, the weaker my strength will be. , if you continue to move forward, I will only become your drag, and then disappear completely one day."

Without the Holy Grail War, the heroic spirit cannot stay away from the spiritual vein. Before Arash reaches the new spiritual vein, the long journey will wear out his magic power.

"Now is the time to go all out to fight, so it's time to use the finale."

Arash touched his heart, and there were traces of Hilgna's magic on it, which was tightly surrounding the beating organs, just like the bond between him and the white-haired master.

"Hill, hurry up and take these people out of here, I'll be the queen."

Arash looked up at the sky full of thunder and fire, and said in a calm tone.

"Believe me, I am your familiar (servant), as long as you give an order, I can stop even the thunder and fire of the gods."

Hilgna hesitated, Arash's gentle admonition on the one hand, and the crying and grief of the Hebrew people on the other, made his throat dry and he could hardly utter any words.

Finally he decided: "Then I will leave it to you, Arash, please stop the wrath of the gods for me."

"Understood, Hill." Arash said easily, "I'll finish it here, just leave it to me."

Hilgna raised the shepherd's staff in his hand, and chopped towards the sea of ​​reeds like a weapon.

Dazzling beams of light emanated from the top of the shepherd's staff, and then pierced through the entire ocean like a scorching long sword, causing the sea water to separate to both sides, avoiding it as if it had been burned by the light.

"Go to the other side from here!" Hilgna commanded the people, and the Hebrews, who had been blocked by the sea of ​​reeds, began to move forward again.

They walked through the wet seabed and saw shells and conch shells scattered on the ground, as well as fish and starfish that were still bouncing.

But they didn't even have time to pick up the plump fish and the rare starfish, so they could only run to the opposite bank with all their strength!

Hilgna was the last to reach the bottom of the ocean.

Osman Diaz was blocked behind the storm, and Arash was drawing his bow to aim at the thunder fire that was about to fall.

"Go in, Hill, I will guard your back, it's an agreement." Arash urged.

Hilgna stared at his back, sighed inaudibly, and finally entered the divided underwater road.

Hilgna had just walked halfway, when he saw the meteor with the most brilliant brilliance in the world shooting from the ground to the sky.

"O my lord who is as holy as the sun, my lord who bestows wisdom, dignity, and power;

Please take note of my sincerity, my belief, and my ability.

Behold, Maker of the stars and the moon, witness my deed, my end, the holy devotion (Spenta Armaiti) I will accomplish——a meteor (Stella)! ! ! "

As Arash chanted, blood began to ooze from the surface of his skin, and his limbs were about to melt like candles, but the arrows shot from the longbow in his hand carried the determination that even the gods would avoid their sharp edges— —

The sky fire with the thunderous anger of the gods was shattered by the gorgeous meteor before it could descend.

What was shattered at the same time was the heavy dark cloud that shrouded the sky.

Just now, the dark clouds piled up on people's heads like dirty cotton, but the light of the meteor shot through the dark clouds at the same time, allowing the brilliant sun to flow down and flow into the world again.

Everything returned to calm, Arash had a contented smile on the corner of his mouth, he closed his eyes, and in the warm sun shining above his head, he turned into bright particles of light.

Since ancient times, there have been countless people who have shot down the stars, but Arash is the only one who has smashed the stars.

While Osman Diaz took advantage of the fact that everyone was attracted by the fire of the meteor, he broke through the storm that gradually disappeared with the thunder and fire, and rushed to the separated sea of ​​reeds.

"Hill—!!"

Osman Diaz's favorite horse is worthy of being selected from tens of thousands of steeds. He was about to catch up with the white-haired man, but he saw Hilgna turned his head and shook his head at him. .

He has already seen a familiar figure on the rock at the end of the divided coast, but the distance that usually only needs to be run for a few minutes now seems so far away.

Standing as high as a wall, the separated sea surface began to close in the middle, and the sea water poured in, but Osman Diaz did not suffer any damage, because before he even had time to turn his horse's head to avoid the turbulent sea water, the gentle waves They protected him and brought him back to the shore.

The gold ornaments on Osman Diaz's body and the robe embroidered with thin silver thread were all wet, he didn't care to wipe off the sea water dripping from his face that irritated his eyes, and looked up to the end of the coast— —

The separated sea water has returned to its original state, with waves and white waves tumbling on the sea surface, and Hilgna and the Hebrew people are completely gone.

If there is really anything left, it is probably only the tide that was stirred up by the parted coast when it fell, and turned into a sun rain under the sun that has regained its scorching brilliance.

The pharaoh looked at the endless sea and closed his burning eyes.

No one knows that this pharaoh, who will be honored as His Majesty Ramses II in the future, has lived longer than many of his descendants, witnessed the prosperity and prosperity of Egypt, and is known as the king of kings and the lord of gods Wang, before the surging sea of ​​reeds, did the sun rain flow in his eyes like the rolling waves of the sea of ​​reeds?

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The news that Hilgna took the Hebrews to Canaan, the promised land, became a new legend in this land.

Many people talked with their noses and mouths. They danced and described that miracle, as if they had seen the thunder fire that almost burned the world, the meteor that shattered the thunder fire, and the surging reed. The sea parted beams.

No one dared to mention Hilgna in front of Ramses II. Once a priest used sharp and vulgar words to belittle the stupid man who came out of Egypt, thinking that this would win the favor of the Pharaoh.

But he was deprived of his position under the order of the more powerful Pharaoh lightly, and he was thrown into a bottomless black prison, and he could never return to the blessing of the sun.

Since then, Egypt has listed the name Hilgna as a taboo and erased it from all records, as if fearing that the pharaoh's prestige will be clouded by it, as if this will prevent all this from happening.

The Hittites were naturally the same. As the new king of the Hittites, Vyarte couldn't let Hilgna over his head again. Since then, no one in the Hittites or Egypt could mention the name 'Hilgna' again.

In other countries, the name Hilgna has entered the hearts of countless civilians who have been exploited and oppressed.

They begged the saint to bless themselves and keep them away from the suffering and slavery of this world.

A few years later, when Xili came to Thebes in Egypt, what she saw was a more prosperous Egypt than she had heard.

Even though such disasters had ravaged Egypt, under the rule of Ramses II, Egypt exuded a stronger vitality than ever before.

"Prince Xitai's side concubine?" Ramses II sat on the throne, and even the resplendent palace was completely overwhelmed by his demeanor and coercion.

Even if the pharaoh is silent, he is the most dazzling existence, and when he speaks, there is no existence that can match him.

The arrogant and careless voice sounded, accompanied by a contemptuous look: "Did Xitai degenerate to the point where she sent a woman as an envoy to the country—Where is Senasa?"

Xili stopped the guards and attendants behind her from trying to refute, after all, they came to Egypt this time to ask for help.

"Sorry, respected Pharaoh, His Highness Senasa has already been buried in the desert of Egypt because of an evil conspiracy."

When Xi Li thought of the lifeless Senasa buried under the yellow sand, her throat felt choked.

"Is it."

There was no emotion in the voice of the pharaoh on the royal platform.

"He's already dead too. Then you, little girl from Xitai, why did you come to Yu's country? Do you want the protection of the Pharaoh? It's okay, for Senasa's sake, Yu can allow you to stay here Egypt--"

But Xili didn't come here to escape Egypt.

"Thank you very much for your kindness, but Xili didn't come here to beg for your blessing—you are the Lord of Upper and Lower Egypt, and the king of the friendly countries with diplomatic relations with the West and Taiwan. Your wisdom and sageness are incomparable. Please also For the sake of the future friendship between the two countries, borrow [-] elite soldiers from Xitai! You will get the sincere gratitude from the subjects of Xitai and its future monarch!"

"In order to thank you for your generosity and friendship, Xitai will offer you a thousand lambs and ewes, a thousand horses of gorgeous weaving cloth, and several other precious things as thanks for your friendship!"

"Hahahahahaha!!! One thousand sheep, one thousand pieces of cloth, and some small things just want to borrow [-] elite soldiers from Yu? You really know how to settle this account!" Ramesses II laughed There was a sound, and the loud laughter pierced Xili's heart, causing her to hold her hand tightly.

She also knew that the reward proposed by Xitai might not satisfy the rich Lord of Egypt, but Xili had no choice. If she couldn't borrow soldiers from Egypt, everyone she cared about in this world would be involved in the flames of war. No bones remained.

Xili's brain was running fast, thinking about any possibility that would make the pharaoh change his mind.

She subconsciously touched the sapphire brooch on her chest. This jewelry given to her by Hilgna had narrowly avoided several fatal crises. Although she knew that the magic engraved on the gem could no longer protect her, but Xili was still rubbing the gem subconsciously, this action could calm her down and find a new way out in the desperate situation.

"——" Xi Lifu was so heartbroken, she recalled what Senasa had said to herself: "If you encounter something difficult to solve, take this brooch to find Ramses II. He saw this After the brooch, I will never refuse your request."

It's not that Xili has never heard of the matter between Hilgna and the Pharaoh, but she has no time to delay any longer. Instead of returning empty-handed, Xili would rather take a gamble—even if she may be about to face It is the cruel and terrible wrath of the Pharaoh!

"Then, what about adding this unique pectoral?" Xili took the brooch off her jacket and held it up high.

"This was made by a certain Hittite prince who once studied in Egypt. He once told me that this pectoral is unique, and there is no second one in this land! The man with the pectoral made a request to him - with such a valuable treasure, can it still enter your eyes?"

——Xi Li made the right bet.

Based on Senasa's understanding of his two friends, even if Hilgna is no longer on this land, the pharaoh will not let Hilgna break his promise to others.

Ramesses II stood up, raised his chin slightly, and his voice lost the indifference and contempt just now, and was full of ferocity and sharpness that made Xili's heart skip a beat: "Give it to me, little girl!"

When Xili was stared at by those golden eyes like the sun, she felt as if there was a huge volcano standing in front of her, and the scorching magma could erupt at any time and engulf everything in the world.

But she was not timid, but took a few steps forward and handed the pectoral to the Pharaoh who came down from the throne.

Ramses II carefully looked at the brooch lying in his palm, it was indeed Hilgna's handwriting.

He had also received accessories from white-haired friends before, and he had also seen the blue lotus hair ornament on Nefertariel's hair, which was made from the same craftsmanship as this brooch.

The drop-shaped blue gemstones gather in the shape of a daisy, and the emeralds are dotted below to support the flower, and the golden vines support this delicate flower. There is no doubt that it is valuable in terms of materials and appearance. A treasure without a city.

"Leave this pectoral, and you can take away the elite soldiers of Egypt." Ramesses II didn't give these Westerners any more glances, his eyes only stayed on this pectoral.

Soon, Egyptian soldiers appeared and invited Xitai and his party out.

When Xili walked out of the palace at the end, she saw the king who had a rich and powerful country and the blood of gods flowing in his body, lowering his noble head in front of the brooch.

The resplendent and resplendent palace seemed to have a huge mouth wide open, swallowing the pharaoh into his stomach.

The pillars engraved with priests' blessings and prayers and the majestic statues standing beside the pillars shrouded the head of Ramses II with love and protection, but made the pharaoh look extraordinarily lonely.

When the white-haired prophet left the reed sea, would the golden sea flow in the eyes of the pharaoh?

I am afraid that only the Pharaoh himself knows the answer.

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