The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

However, before Nitocris could succumb to utter grief, she stopped pouring out her heart, took everything from the idol, placed it on a statue of Horus, put it in a box, and then entrusted it to Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Master of Chaldea, who has traversed several eras and is on the journey of salvation, I entrust the hope of salvation to you. May you fulfill all the missions you are given and achieve all the wishes you desire."

"I will."

Fujimaru Ritsuka solemnly accepted the box from Nitocris's hands, and Nitocris, who had maintained a dignified appearance, breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed considerably.

"Follow me out. Time is running out. This oasis is about to be destroyed, but as long as you can get out of this desert, everything that has been destroyed will return to this land. I should also fulfill my duty as Pharaoh in the end."

Nitocris turned and walked quickly outside. As they left the temple, cracks began to appear in the barrier separating them.

A wind mixed with sand blew in through the cracks. The wind was quite eerie, growing stronger as it blew, and when it hit the ground, it was strong enough to uproot trees.

Upon seeing Nitocris and Fujimaru Ritsuka emerge, the resting group immediately approached, ready to depart at any moment.

"Just keep walking in this direction until you reach the edge of the cliff. Don't be afraid, just close your eyes and jump down to get away from here."

Nitocris pointed out the final direction to everyone and then offered her blessing.

"I am the Pharaoh, the incarnation of Horus, the ruler of the sky! In the name of the Pharaoh, I wish you a safe journey. The great Horus will transform into a falcon and clear any obstacles in your path through the sky."

After sending her blessing, Nitocris immediately headed toward the edge of the oasis without lingering.

The others didn't stop either. Fujimaru Ritsuka flipped over and climbed onto the back of the Angry Serpent, heading in the direction Nitocris had indicated.

Nitocris walked forward alone, her expression vanishing, as she simply stroked the top of Voss's scepter with her left hand.

In ancient Egyptian, "was" means power and authority, and the scepter of was was a symbol of royal power and an important part of the pharaoh's identity.

It is said that the gas staff originated from the traditional Egyptian stick used to catch venomous snakes. This idea may be linked to the fact that the god Set used a stick to repel Apep in order to protect the god Ra.

The top of the Gas Scepter is indeed shaped like an animal's head, but there is controversy about what kind of animal it is, and the aardvark, which is a symbol of Set, is one of the possibilities.

Using this scepter to deal with the serpent that swallowed the sun is quite fitting, but Nitocris has some difficulty letting go of the scepter in her hand.

Nitocris ruled Egypt for only two years during her lifetime, while her husband's reign lasted only one year.

It was an era in which royal power was waning and the nobility usurped it, making it difficult to exercise royal authority. In the end, she died alongside those nobles in order to exact her revenge, thus bringing an end to the Sixth Dynasty of ancient Egypt.

This made Nitocris not believe that she was a qualified pharaoh and found it difficult to accept that she could shoulder the responsibilities of the throne.

But the scene before her was far more terrifying than the pharaoh’s throne being toyed with and the divine glory being tarnished that she had experienced in her lifetime. All she could do was take on this responsibility and act as a true pharaoh.

“I am now a true Pharaoh, no longer the immature one I once was. The light of Horus shines upon this spirit foundation, enough to fulfill my mission before it collapses.”

A divine aura emanated from Nitocris, her entire body glowing, radiating the light and heat of the sun.

The power of Horus truly descended upon this place, enhancing Nitocris's power and making her a true incarnation of Horus.

However, a normal spirit origin cannot withstand such power, and the overflowing divine energy also caused the spirit origin to collapse. However, Nitocris herself did not intend to continue to exist, and the price of exercising this royal power was already clear.

Chapter Seventy-Nine: Shattered

The barrier that had blocked the invasion from the outside world had been shattered by the repeated pounding of the sand waves, and the raging sand and gravel poured into this last piece of pure land, swallowing up all life and civilization.

In the blink of an eye, darkness enveloped the land, destroying temples and houses, leaving only ruins and broken structures as far as the eye could see.

The people living in this oasis cried out in pain amidst the ever-moving sand, but they endured the suffering with tears in their eyes.

The Egyptian people, who have survived here to this point, have no doubt about their fate. Destruction is inevitable, but just as they followed Pharaoh Osmandis to this place, they will follow the great Pharaoh on his journey.

The pharaoh they could entrust with their mission was walking forward, and even though flames and darkness shrouded the area ahead, the world seemed to collapse under this power.

Pharaoh Nitocris held a scepter in her right hand and a mirror in her left, gazing at the surging sands, her eyes resolute as she raised the mirror in her left hand.

Wings immediately sprouted from both sides of the mirror, and the sun's radiance and blazing flames poured out from it. Horus, in his incarnation, rose from the sun disk—the Winged Horus.

The sun's power shines directly on the surging sand waves, melting the sand with pure high temperature, turning the flowing gravel into a real liquid.

"Appepp, who desires to devour the sun, appear before the Pharaoh, before Horus!"

Nitocris's voice was powerful, destroying the invading sand waves with the intense sunlight.

"Horus, incarnated as the Pharaoh, ruled the land of Egypt. It was my mother who conceived the great god Ra, and the celestial cow nourished her with its milk, from which the divine Pharaoh was born. The Pharaoh is the continuous manifestation of Ra, the successor of Ra who created all things on earth and ruled the world."

Nitocris recounts the origins of the Pharaoh's power. During the Fifth Dynasty of Egypt, Ra had already become the god of all Egypt, ascending to the position of father of the gods and ruler of all.

In the creation myths of this time, the world was already created by the god Ra.

According to the Heliopolitan myth, Ra created the heavens and the earth, all things, mortals and gods, and then became the first ruler, the first pharaoh. The gods took over the position from Ra until Horus became king.

Horus is considered the prototype of the pharaoh, and the pharaoh is considered the earthly incarnation of Horus, as well as the descendant of Horus and the great god.

Furthermore, it wasn't just that they claimed the Pharaoh was the son of Ra; according to papyrus scrolls and temple inscriptions and paintings from the Old Kingdom period, there are stories describing the Pharaoh's mother mating with either Amun or Ra, thus giving birth to the Pharaoh.

Therefore, the pharaoh's power over all of Egypt originated from the gods, and the pharaoh himself was sanctified and regarded as a deity.

Nitocris, whose divinity was constantly being strengthened, was now able to firmly grasp the power of the throne and wield it with utmost authority. (Hedgehog)

The power of domination, which had been seized from the beasts of this land, returned to Nitocris's hands under the sun's rays. 4

The moving sand waves began to slow down and gradually moved away from where Nitocris was.

"Lucky Pharaoh, is this your struggle? The light remains dim, and even if it brightens slightly, it is still meaningless."

Amidst the subsided waves of sand, a beautiful woman in red descended from her throne, holding a golden cup and smiling.

"Ha! Your luck has run out. Struggle, then rot!"

The arrogant beast curled its lips into a wicked smile, tilting the hand that held the golden cup downwards, unleashing the corrupted blood that would truly engulf the world. Part Two

"Behold my power! Egypt and this world are destined to become my playthings, and no pharaoh can stop this."

The corrupted blood surged forward like a torrent, but Horus's radiant light would continue to shine upon it, evaporating the blood. ④

Seven demonic beasts appeared beneath the creature's feet, each launching an attack to hinder Horus's power.

The ever-increasing divinity of Horus within Nitocris continuously supplied the power of the solar disk, safeguarding the Pharaoh's authority. (iv)

However, as this divinity became something that a conventional spirit origin could not bear, Nitocris's body began to falter, and her spirit origin gradually faded and disintegrated. ③

The people of Egypt, who followed the Pharaoh, did not stop either. Their strength may not have been able to influence the battle, but the land still retained its power.

The assembled people, following their pre-rehearsed plan, lifted several obelisks from the ruins. ⑥

The earliest known obelisks date back to the Fourth Dynasty of the Old Kingdom, but they were no more than three meters tall at that time. It wasn't until the Middle Kingdom that obelisks took on their current, familiar form. 4

Beginning in the Middle Kingdom period, pharaohs would erect obelisks in front of the pylons of temples during years of amnesty and in times of victory.

The obelisk that was lifted at this moment was engraved with patterns praising the sun and hieroglyphic text praising the sun god.

As the obelisk was erected, Nitocris raised the scepter of Vos in her right hand, invoking the power left by the Pharaoh in this land, and in the name of the Pharaoh, guiding out brilliant divine light through the obelisk.

The intense sunlight converged on the top of the raised obelisk, and the hieroglyphs carved on the back of the room shone brightly, as if the hymns praising the sun god were being recited.

The energy gathered from all the obelisks shot forward in a single beam, using targeted projectile attacks to block the coordinated and collaborative monsters.

After the obelisk was raised, the Egyptian people, having completed this final task, took up their weapons.

"Great Pharaoh, your servant begs to die with you."

Nitocris was unable to give any answer, but simply nodded slightly with a smile on her face.

The sandstorms here will eventually obscure the sky, swallowing all buildings and all signs of civilization.

Those who took up arms were the first to die, praying that they could slow down the raging poisonous blood before them, or the ferocious beasts that were launching a violent attack from within it.

As time passed, the remaining people were almost all killed or injured, and Nitocris's body began to disintegrate, heading towards complete collapse.

Nitocris's body was like a shattered piece of porcelain, covered in cracks, and then falling off piece by piece.

The sun's light reached its peak at this moment, illuminating the previously dark sky.

The sun did not remain high in the sky; instead, it set. In the end, Nitocris manipulated the sun to smash it down upon the beast.

However, she could no longer see it before it hit; all that remained were incandescent light and scattered spiritual particles.

(8) The entire land was swept away, and the violent explosion propelled the sand and dust outward, bringing terrible dust over a range of hundreds of kilometers, leaving behind countless glass stones formed from the melting of sand on the land.

Chapter 80 of Martial Arts

7. The sun rose briefly and then set again, leaving behind a few lingering rays of light.

(vi) At first glance, it looks like the sun, but also like a shooting star, fleeting and letting those who are rushing forward know its fate.

"It seems that the female pharaoh has completed her mission, and now it's up to us to complete the final leg of the journey."

The three of them did not slow down their pace, but would look back occasionally to see the specks of light remaining on the dark sky torn apart by the passing meteor.

Where the sun disk, which had turned into a shooting star, fell, in the center of the rain of glass that had been sucked in by the flames, the beast dressed in red still remained there.

"Hehe... As a pastime, this is not bad, but the fun should end here. We need to nip the annoying factors in the bud before the official performance."

(ii) The falling sun disk ultimately failed to have a significant impact on the beasts.

The monster's magic power may have decreased slightly, but the damage can still be temporarily set aside if it is necessary to stop the monster's actions.

Even though it hasn't grown into an adult form and is still a juvenile, as a beast that devours cities, the Sixth Beast possesses an extraordinary level of magical power.

Although this place is still Egypt, there is not much left, whether it is royal power or local influence.

If the sun were still shining, the god-king might have been able to stop the beasts with the mystique of the gods, but at this moment, Nitocris's power was still insufficient to prepare enough opportunities.

The monarchy has been entrusted to someone else, or rather, the monarchy has been renewed, and the opportunity has been placed in the future.

The beast took another step forward, leaving traces of the violent explosion, which were erased as the crimson beauty departed.

The desert, now in motion again, has stirred up waves that have covered everything that was ever left behind.

That is the beast that devours the city, threatening to swallow the metropolis with a mighty wave, submerge the world, and bury everything under the torrent of desire.

"A high-magic-energy reaction is rapidly approaching from behind. The Pharaoh has informed us that we haven't yet seen the cliff at the end. Battle is unavoidable. Issue the battle order, Master!"

Nitocris did buy a lot of time, but it's probably only about half the time needed to get out of the desert.

"There is no possibility of retreating; we must stand here and prepare to fight back... I cannot agree with this."

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded and patted the Angry Serpent beneath her, intending to stop and make some preparations, but it seemed that the Angry Serpent had a different opinion, and Fujimaru Ritsuka shook her head repeatedly.

"What are Mr. Adad's plans?"

“Adad wanted us to continue on our way, so he stayed behind to block our way.”

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked up and spoke, then continued to communicate and exchange ideas with the angry snake Adad beneath her.

Adard simply blew air out of his mouth, blowing Fujimaru Ritsuka off him. Then he tilted his head back, making a strange sound from his throat, from which dark magic surged forth.

After a moment, the angry serpent lowered its head again and spat out a black mirror from its mouth. It walked forward, picked up the mirror with its mouth, and poured its magic into it.