"Be careful, there are more than one of these things in the wind and sand." Arturia did not summon Ramri. In this case, the mount would only be a burden in the battle.
"Pharaoh, is this really okay?" Nitocris had a slightly worried expression on her face, "Their target is your property, and these disrespectful people deserve it."
"Incarnation of Horus, I ask you, should the will of the Pharaoh be the only one?" Ozymandias interrupted Nitocris's suggestion, with a little coldness in his voice, but still maintained a calm tone. Covering the neck with one hand.
He seemed to remain in this position for a long time.
"This should be the only one." Nitocris hesitated for a moment, then said with certainty, bowing to Ozymandias as she spoke, "You are the Lord of the Gods, the greatest Pharaoh, Only your will should exist in this land."
"Well, then why do you want to interfere with the decision that Yu has already made?"
Ozymandias opened his eyes, and just one look made Nitocris tremble and kneel down.
"This is a test, not a punishment. Yu must have said this, right?"
"If they can pass this test, they will naturally have the qualifications to come to the throne. If they can't, they will become the nourishment of Yu Egypt. The rations of the divine beasts under Yu's throne are nothing more than this."
Ozymandias did not mention Nitocris's offense to him, he just opened his eyes and looked at Nitocris.
"Pharaoh, yes, I'm sorry." Nitocris lay on the ground, trembling, "I did it without permission."
Ozymandias released his hand on his neck, sat upright, and blinked his eyes. He seemed to be a little sleepy, but his eyes were always focused on Nitocris, and his voice said seriously.
"I will tolerate you, Nitocris, not only because I am tolerant, but also because you and I are both pharaohs, and even more because you are the incarnation of the god Horus."
"However, I have to tell you a truth."
"Yu is the Sun King, the king who controls the world. All of this is true. But at the moment, Yu can never absolutely follow his own will." He leaned down and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Nitocris raised her head slightly and looked at Ozymandias blankly.
"Lord Ozymandias. What do you mean?"
Ozymandias stood up, and the familiar smile of Nitocris did not appear on his face. Instead, he sighed lightly with a hint of seriousness.
"This world is going to be destroyed, including you and me, everything is going to be destroyed. Yu Zai already understood this when he was summoned to this singular point by the suppression force."
"Although it is sad, I don't intend to give up."
"That guy the Magic King wants to establish a new order, which is interesting, but it's a pity that this vision is based on the bones of human history."
"Then Lord Ozymandias, we should"
"Don't ask." Ozymandias seemed to be able to interrupt Nitocris accurately every time, "Wait a minute, the time is coming."
"Although it's a little late, it should be here soon."
There was a confident and mysterious smile on his face.
Pfft——
"Lord Ozymandias!!!" Nitocris screamed in fear as she looked at Ozymandias' fallen head.
Ozymandias' head that fell to the ground still maintained that expression, but the corners of his mouth were twitching.
Fujimaru Ritsuka and others have resolved the crisis.
A total of three sphinxes were lying dead on the spot.
"This thing is probably inedible, right? After all, it's a mythical beast or something." Andersen was very interested in this kind of thing. He leaned in front of the scary big face and poked it around.
"Who said you can't eat it? I killed the auspicious beast outside the customs and made a good fortune. I didn't make a pot on the spot." Liao Ye curled his lips and was eager to give it a try.
"I collected some materials, and I think this thing is very interesting." Da Vinci smiled and squeezed Andersen away.
"Even if you can eat it, you'd better not eat it." Fujimaru Ritsuka laughed twice, "This should be a test for us by the Sun King? If he really holds the Holy Grail, he still has a lot of expectations for us. If there is greater hostility, more sphinxes and other monsters will definitely be created to stop us."
"After all, you see, the number of sphinxes Mr. Anno killed is completely different from the number we encountered."
"That's true." Camilla nodded with deep understanding.
There were at least dozens of sphinx remains on the road before this temple, but they only encountered three.
This amount is obviously not right.
"Da Vinci, are you okay? We are about to leave?"
"Okay, okay, let's go." Da Vinci stuffed the container back into the package with satisfaction, and caught up with Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others with a smile.
"Well, then everyone, get ready to meet the Sun King." Taking a deep breath, Fujimaru Ritsuka walked at the front and walked towards the Grand Temple.
Above the wasteland, in another corner.
The earth is devastated and has many deep pits. The few living people on this land who still have their own self may use such deep pits as their own resting places.
"Senior, are you okay?" At the bottom of one of the deep pits, a man wearing gray and white armor said to another man wearing a similar style of armor, with a worried expression on his face.
"I'm fine. You should go see Bedivere. His injury is more serious than mine."
The knight lying against the edge of the pit spoke weakly and patted the knight in gray armor on the shoulder.
"Ha, I'm okay too. It's not as good as when I was alive. It's nothing." The knight named Bedivere waved his hand with a kind smile on his face.
The gray-armored knight stood up and sighed, feeling a little at a loss.
"It doesn't matter between the two of us, you have to live, Percival." The brown-red-haired knight forced himself to sit up and said helplessly, "Your holy spear is the only one that can possibly rival the king's holy spear. Thing, you are the last hope.”
"But if it hadn't been for you, Senior Bindu, who ran and broke his own legs to bring me out, this holy spear would have been left in Camelot long ago." Percival's voice was dull and equally sad.
"Don't give up even a glimmer of hope, remember your glory as a Knight of the Round Table, Percival." Bedivere smiled and encouraged Percival.
Percival looked at Bindu, then at Bedivere, pursed his lips and nodded.
