Yunyang frowned, his eyes deep, as if he could penetrate the fog of this illusion.

"But the problem is, this illusion is created by a Christian artifact. Will it really be so fair and selfless as to allow us to challenge the god behind it? This..."

The logic behind it makes people doubtful.

Feng Feng smiled bitterly and patted Yunyang on the shoulder.

"We may have doubts, but the reality is right before our eyes. We have no choice."

"This is only the first of the ten plagues. If we allow it to continue, the subsequent disasters will be even more unbearable."

"We must take action, even if the road ahead is unknown, we must fight with all our might!"

Jin Shile echoed from the side: "That's right, I heard there are nine more disasters waiting!"

They helped the Egyptians, not by choice, but by simply doing it!

…

Not far away.

The figure of the Hebrew Moses who easily broke through the siege was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

"What should I do? Has the Hebrew god really come?"

“Without the river, how can we get water?”

Panic and anxiety spread among the crowd, and everyone's face was filled with anxiety and helplessness.

Pharaoh's voice sounded like thunder, instantly suppressing all the noise.

"Enough! The Hebrews have their gods, but don't we Egyptians have the power to protect them?!"

"The river turning red is just a temporary problem!"

"From today on, everyone, take action immediately and go to the river to dig a well. We must rely on our own strength to solve the drinking water problem!"

There was an unquestionable firmness in his eyes, a kind of majesty and determination that came from the leader of an ancient civilization.

Although everyone was unwilling, they could only accept the order silently and start to get busy.

The Pharaoh turned and left, his back revealing an anger and determination that should not be underestimated.

Today's humiliation and frustration will surely become the driving force for tomorrow's counterattack.

In this battle between man and God, faith and survival, who will be the ultimate winner remains to be revealed!

Feng Feng and his six companions spent two days studying by the Egyptian river, but they didn't understand anything.

On the banks of the Egyptian River under the scorching sun.

The six figures stretched out on the scorching sand, appearing particularly lonely and resolute.

They had been wandering along the cursed riverbank for two full days and nights.

An attempt was made to extract water samples from the river.

It was discovered that even after being isolated, the liquid still retained its strange color and smell, as if it had been permanently contaminated by some indescribable force.

In sharp contrast, the water in several nearby crystal clear wells was not affected at all!

They lay there quietly, as if isolated from the world, which was enough to show the extraordinary nature of the disaster.

But how long can such a water source last?

As the sun rises and the moon sets, the "curse" of the Nile River quickly reveals its cruel side.

On the first day alone, the Egyptian people, who once relied on this great river for survival, fell into unprecedented difficulties.

Chapped lips and numb eyes.

People were like zombies, struggling to dig for new water sources in the sand.

Every time I sweat profusely, it feels like a race with death, afraid that I will collapse in the next moment and never wake up again.

Feng Feng witnessed all this and felt mixed emotions.

He suppressed the pain in his heart and turned his eyes away from those exhausted figures.

"Still can't find a solution?"

Yunyang shook his head, his voice low and heavy.

"There's nothing wrong with Moses' staff. If we can't find the source, we can't solve this problem."

Mai Xuan pursed his lips tightly, a look of determination flashed in his eyes:

"Time waits for no one. If we don't find a solution, our water supply won't last much longer!"

Jin Shile also seemed overwhelmed.

"I can only touch the dirty water in the river. I can't help you bring you enough water and food."

Touching blood is the least costly of the three negative effects.

Although the river water looks weird and cannot be drunk.

But it just feels a little sticky and is not harmful.

The six people looked at each other in silence. The feeling of powerlessness was like a heavy lead block, making it difficult for them to breathe.

They realized that they were no different from ordinary people in this illusion.

We are equally small and helpless in the face of nature's wrath.

…

finally.

The evening of the third day arrived as promised.

Moses appeared on the banks of the Nile on time.

His arrival seemed to bring a ray of light to this hopeless place.

Pharaoh and the priests had been waiting there for a long time, their faces full of anxiety.

Although the people fear the power of the gods, they cannot give up their desire for life.

They all hid in their homes, only daring to peek through the cracks in the windows at this meeting that might change their fate.

From the windows of the houses on the shore, you can see many people with half of their heads sticking out.

The changes in the water of the Nile River are shocking and have a huge impact.

Pharaoh Ramses II's face turned ashen.

This was in stark contrast to Moses, who looked calm and composed, as if everything was under his control.

Because of his special connection with God, Moses made it easy for the Hebrews to have access to drinkable water, completely unaffected by God’s punishment.

"The three-day deadline has expired, Ramses. When will you be willing to release my people?"

Although Moses' voice was not loud, every word he spoke was clear and touched people's hearts.

He even abandoned the honorific titles he used in the past and addressed him by his first name, revealing his unquestionable firmness.

Upon hearing this, Pharaoh's face became even gloomier.

He was silent for a moment, as if he was weighing the pros and cons, or as if he was struggling with an inner struggle.

Yun Yang, standing aside, analyzed from the perspective of a historian:

"Ramesses II is a famous ruler in history, renowned for his wisdom and courage."

"Based on the character deduced by historians, he should agree."

Compared to the Nile, Egypt's mother river, the Hebrew slaves were insignificant.

Cutting losses in time is what this famous Egyptian pharaoh would do.

However.

Mai Xuan shook his head mysteriously and said softly, "It's hard to predict what will happen. Let's wait and see."

really.

When Pharaoh's expression relaxed and he opened his mouth with a frustrated look, as if he was about to compromise.

His eyes suddenly became empty and mechanical, as if controlled by some unknown force.

His words also became hard and decisive:

"Is the God of your Hebrews' only power to turn water red?"

"Water flows. Next year, this blood will naturally mix with the sea and become new water. What can this blood do to us Egyptians?"

"Even if the river dries up, we still have water from the well to drink. How can you easily deprive us of our means of survival?"

After saying this, a sneer appeared on his lips, as if he had seen the other party's helplessness and despair.

"As for 'releasing them' as you say, that's simply wishful thinking!"