Riverside.
A sound of heavy footsteps gradually approached.
Every step seems to be on the pulse of time.
Mai Xuan's voice was particularly clear in the silence.
He looked into the distance, his eyes filled with both expectation and worry.
"Seven days, the end of another reincarnation, it's time for Pharaoh to come find Moses."
Jin Shile kicked the stones under his feet impatiently and muttered:
"Ah, it's the same old storyline, the same process and the same result every time. I'm tired of it even if they don't!"
Why couldn't Pharaoh change his stubborn mind?
He was almost worn out by this endless cycle.
Now the Hebrews and Egyptians were enemies.
Letting the enemy leave Egypt is good for both sides!
Feng Feng patted Jin Shile's shoulder gently, trying to comfort him in a gentle tone:
"Don't be discouraged. Maybe the next seven days will be a turning point."
"As long as we can solve the problem of the blood disaster, the subsequent difficulties will naturally be solved."
“The attitudes of Pharaoh and Moses will also change accordingly.”
However.
In their hearts, the uncertainty about the future still lingers.
Moses' figure looked particularly firm in the afterglow of the setting sun.
He faced the army of Pharaoh Ramses and his voice resounded through the sky.
"Ramesses, I bring my request again, for the Hebrews to be free! This is the will of the gods and cannot be disobeyed!"
Pharaoh Ramses stood on the high stone steps, his stern face looking even more majestic in the setting sun.
He smiled contemptuously: "Moses, your request is in vain."
"You think a few disasters can shake me? Let me tell you, this so-called divine punishment is nothing more than this!"
"Egypt is strong enough to withstand everything!"
There was a flash of anger in Moses' eyes, but more of it was determination.
"If you don't repent, the wrath of the gods will continue to burn on this land!"
Pharaoh snorted coldly.
"Humph, you're so arrogant!"
Moses became even angrier:
"Ramesses, your stubbornness will lead to even more terrible consequences."
"The gods have decided to let punishment fall directly upon every Egyptian to warn you of your ignorance and arrogance!"
As soon as these words came out.
Not only Pharaoh, but also Feng Feng and others who were watching the battle were stunned.
They cried out in surprise:
"What?! This... How is this possible?!"
Feng Feng's brows were furrowed, his eyes fixed on Mai Xuan, his tone full of uneasiness.
"Boss, why did you attack someone directly this time?"
"Previous plagues of frogs, lice, flies, and livestock were all relatively mild."
"If this disaster really befell the Egyptians, then we..."
Mai Xuan was silent for a moment, and a deep look flashed in his eyes.
"What Moses said is true."
A complex emotion flashed in Mai Xuan's eyes.
He exhaled slowly, as if he was unloading a heavy psychological burden.
"I know every detail recorded in the Book of Exodus. The sixth plague is man-made!"
When they discovered a possible way to crack the blood disaster.
Mai Xuan was not as excited as the others.
Because I know very well that this is just the beginning of a long trial.
Before the sea of blood flowed, the shadow of the sixth plague shrouded them.
There are still many difficulties that need to be solved!
It's just that he couldn't speak up in advance.
As Mai Xuan's words fell.
Suddenly, wind and clouds rose in the sky, and Moses' figure looked particularly solemn under the gaze of everyone.
He held a handful of ashes.
The ashes seemed to contain unspeakable power. As he waved his arm, they were thrown into the sky by an invisible force.
In an instant.
The wind blew away the remaining ashes, and the ashes turned into a gray cloud.
Slowly spreading to the Egyptian settlements.
Feng Feng's expression instantly turned serious.
He turned around suddenly and shouted to his companions around him.
"Quick! Everyone, get out of the way! There's definitely something fishy about this ash!"
The ashes in Moses' hand were definitely not simple!
His voice revealed unquestionable firmness, and every word he said was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart.
At the same time, a long-lost spiritual power surged in Feng Feng's body. It was the power he had long missed in the illusion.
This may be because the algae-eating moss we put in is really useful.
Feng Feng suddenly felt that he could use his spiritual power in the illusion.
He quickly mobilized this power and formed seals with his hands.
A crystal clear spiritual barrier instantly formed around him.
Like a guardian angel, it keeps out all the ashes that try to approach.
Tanai is a wizard. Although his reaction is not as quick as that of a cultivator, he also tries his best to cast defensive spells.
However.
Just as he was chanting the spell, a tiny piece of ash quietly fell on his fingertips.
The ash seemed to have life, rapidly corroding his skin.
Several transparent bubbles the size of soybeans suddenly appeared.
Immediately afterwards, light yellow pus began to seep out of the blisters, which was particularly shocking.
Tanai widened his eyes in astonishment and quickly formed seals with his hands.
Cast two healing spells in succession in an attempt to eliminate the sudden pain.
But those blisters were like stubborn stones, not moving at all, and instead showed signs of spreading.
He growled in disbelief: "What kind of bizarre disaster is this?!"
At this moment, everyone's heart was in their throat.
They realized that the disaster led by Moses was far more complicated and dangerous than they had previously expected.
Mai Xuan stood up at the right time, his voice steady and powerful.
"This is the plague of boils, the sixth of the ten plagues. Anyone or any animal that comes into contact with the ashes will be afflicted with blisters and boils."
"Except the Hebrews and their livestock."
He glanced around, his eyes filled with worry.
As if to confirm his words.
Behind the six people, the land of Egypt in the illusion instantly fell into chaos.
Those ordinary people who were unsuspecting were quickly covered with shocking blisters under the invasion of ash.
Yellow pus continued to ooze out, and the air was filled with a suffocating stench.
The cries and groans intertwined together, forming a tragic picture of purgatory on earth.
It gets worse.
The ubiquitous flies, lice, and even frogs on the ground became accomplices of the ash.
They carried deadly pollutants and flew madly towards the royal city.
The shadow of disaster will spread further.
Even the high and mighty Pharaoh Ramses II was not immune.
There was also some ash on his face, and he immediately covered his face with his hands in pain, letting out bursts of wails.
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