Chapter 700 Pharaoh
North Ufeiga, Adus.
In the dark night, in the territory of Addis, the capital Addis has officially ushered in the late night. The whole city that is in the process of revival has now ushered in a moment of silence.
When the lights on the streets and in the houses went out one by one, the streets of Addis fell into darkness. There were only a few key institutions in Addis that still had lights on, and one of them was the general's residence.
In the heavily guarded and brightly lit general's residence, General Shadi of the Adus Revolutionary Army is still working at his desk in his office. At this moment, on the huge desk in front of him, there are piles of various documents.
Shadi held his forehead and used the pen in his hand to review and review page after page of documents recording the conditions and administrative work in various places in Addus. Shadi's movements were very smooth, and soon most of the backlog of documents in front of him had been resolved. Until Shadi Shadi reviewed a document about the border of Addus, he couldn't help but frowned.
"The epidemic situation in Buserit... has worsened. The newly built refugee camps were full in less than three days. Not only that... the pressure of illegal immigration across the entire border is increasing sharply. Many people have successfully entered the country. At least nine towns have reported cases of epidemics. The situation may be under control."
Looking at the report in his hand, Shadi frowned and said, and not long after he finished speaking, an old and hoarse voice sounded out of nowhere.
"I've said before that this plague is extremely strange. Your ordinary coping methods are completely ineffective. Now the situation is getting worse. Let's see what you can do..." At this time, behind Shadi, a half-transparent undead with various gold ornaments on his body and a withered figure slowly emerged. Setut, who appeared here, was speaking to Shadi with mocking words.
"It's not that I want to deal with it with ordinary methods, but apart from these so-called ordinary methods, what other methods can I use to deal with it? The border is so long and there is no wall on it. If you don't build refugee camps to collect the main people, they will sneak across the border and put more pressure on the border. There are so many towns infected now... We don't have the financial and material resources like the big countries on the main continent..."
Giving a blank look to Setut beside him, Shadi said without any anger, while Setut replied with a chuckle.
"Is there no other way than the ordinary one? Impossible... I remember secretly reminding you before that we should send more troops to the border and provide early termination of suffering services for those tortured and sick illegal immigrants. This way, we don't have to maintain so many refugee camps, and more manpower and material resources can be used to strictly guard border towns. In the future, it can also deter other refugees who want to cross the border and prevent them from going to Adus.
"Relieving the suffering of those patients... your army is capable of doing this, right? You are not so naive and kind as to really want to save all of them."
Setut said this, and Shadi responded by waving his hand.
"Naive and kind? No... This is not a question of my naivety and kindness... You asked me to directly massacre those sick refugees, which is indeed an efficient method. But have you ever thought about the consequences? It has only been a short time since Adus was recognized by the church. This recognition was obtained after long and difficult negotiations. There are still a lot of people in the church and in a lot of countries on the main continent who don't like the current Adus regime. As long as they find a handle, they will take action immediately.
"It is difficult to conceal the large-scale massacre of refugees. Once the relevant news reaches the ears of those enemies who are dissatisfied with us, they will immediately take advantage of the situation. The situation in the entire Adus will immediately become serious. At that time, the diplomatic pressure we face will be enormous..."
Shadi spoke to Setut in a stern tone, but Setut responded without hesitation.
"What? If you don't take any tough measures now, it will be too late to say anything when the plague spreads to the whole country! You can't delay on this issue at all, you must make a decision and take more powerful actions. If you continue to procrastinate like this, are you expecting that this damn plague will disappear all at once when you wake up one day, and all the patients will be instantly cured overnight? I don't even dare to dream about such a dream!"
Setut said this in a serious tone. Listening to its words, Shadi was silent for a while, then replied with a helpless smile.
"Sometimes I just want to go to sleep and never wake up, and not care about all these things... Dreams are real, and I have everything I want. By the way, Setut, can you actually dream?"
"The dead don't dream. I haven't had a dream for thousands of years. All I have seen is the cold reality. That's why I always remind you not to always have unrealistic fantasies..." Setut said to Shadi seriously, and Shadi continued to ask.
"If you could dream, Setut, what kind of dream would you want to have?"
"Me?" Hearing Shadi's words, Setut couldn't help but pause slightly, and then fell silent. After an unknown amount of time, Setut slowly responded.
"If I could dream... I would probably dream about the past, about old people... old places, etc..."
"Old friends...old place..." Shadi savored Setut's words carefully. Just when Shadi wanted to say something else and looked at Setut again, he found that Setut's behavior was a little strange at this moment.
At this moment, Setut had been frozen in place in complete silence, staring out the window motionlessly, not knowing what he was thinking. This was a situation that Shadi had never seen before.
"What are you doing, Setut, what happened?"
Looking at Setut in this situation, Shadi asked with a frown, and Setut slowly turned his head and looked at Shadi for an answer.
"I have something to do and need to go out for a while. I don't know when I will be back. You can handle whatever happens on your own..." After Setut said this to Shadi, he floated upwards alone. Seeing this, Shadi couldn't help but shout loudly.
"This... please tell me what exactly happened!"
Setut ignored Shadi's puzzled look and floated across the sky alone to the top of the building. From here he looked toward the sky in the distance, as if he was waiting for something.
Two seconds later, a complicated and mysterious "silent" magic circle suddenly appeared below Setut. In the radiance of this magic circle, Setut's spirit disappeared directly from the spot without leaving any trace.
In the underworld, Setut's spirit was speeding through his exclusive high-speed spirit path at an extremely high speed. During this process, another high-speed spirit path merged with his spirit path. At the moment of the merger, Setut felt something familiar entering his spirit path. Then Setut found that his illusory spirit body gradually began to become dense and opaque.
"Even the remains have specially come out of the mausoleum to channel their spirits for me... Shepsuna, what on earth are you going to do?" Looking at the changes in his body, Setut couldn't help but ask himself in confusion. However, his doubts did not last long, and his spiritual journey came to an end. Under a dim light, Setut appeared in the real world again.
Then, he was immediately stunned by the scene before him.
Under the bright moon in the night sky, the red earth made of flesh and blood was surging, and the horrible eyes and mouths growing on it kept opening and closing in rhythm with the ups and downs of flesh and blood. Deformed human limbs grew on the flesh and blood earth like trees, the branches of the arms swayed slightly, and the leaves and branches of the fingers shook.
This place was very strange and unfamiliar to Setut, but it was also very familiar from some other perspectives. He was surprised why this familiarity had become so strange.
"The hiding place... why has it become like this! Shepsuna!" Setut, who had become a physical body the moment he left the underworld, was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him. He then immediately looked around trying to find a familiar figure, and then he saw three such figures.
"Blasphemy! Pollution! Corruption! The filthy devil is trying to lay hands on the holy land! Setut, Taharqa... I won't settle accounts with you today! Completely destroy this blasphemer in front of me first!" At the farthest point from Setut, the withered and emaciated figure of Hafdal, wearing a rotten robe and cloth strips on his body, was waving the scepter in anger.
"Such a terrifying 'cup' power... is it the chosen one of the 'cup' mother goddess today? This filthy form of power is really degenerate to an unimaginable level compared to the former tree king..."
On the other side of Hafdar, a dead man named Taharka, wearing a robe covered with spells, with his face shrouded in the shadow of a hood and his withered hands exposed, said this with emotion as he looked at the scene in front of him.
"It's been a long time since we last met, everyone... I foresaw this moment in my destiny, so I summoned you all here. You can see the current situation, right? Now is not the time to dwell on past grudges... Let us gather our strength together again... Let us once again jointly protect the Sanctuary."
Floating in the air, Shepsut, wearing a veil and exquisite robes, spoke to the three dead people summoned by her. After seeing this scene, Setut almost understood the situation.
"The four of us can actually gather together today for the same goal, is this fate?" Setut sighed at this moment, witnessing the flood of flesh and blood everywhere, he couldn't help but think that not long ago, he had just leaked a little information about the storage land to the so-called Heavenly Judge Cult. Now the storage land has problems so soon, this can't be related to them.
Just as Setut was thinking about it in confusion, beside them, in the distance outside the "fence" of a circle of huge red wolf heads biting each other, Yunina, who was covered in red and had no eyes or faces, continued to stand there. She stretched one hand into the disturbed space to maintain the erosion of the virtual world, while "looking" at the battlefield in the distance.
"The number of the dead rotting in the graves has increased..."
As soon as Yunina finished speaking, the red wolf heads that grew out of the flesh and blood surrounding the four dead, which were originally biting and devouring each other, finally stopped the process of killing each other. The souls that possessed them were directly eroded by the powerful power of the "cup" and turned into flesh and blood. After that, the red wolves finally returned to normal one after another, and they roared at the four dead in the center of the circle.
The terrifying roars from countless red wolf heads overlapped one after another, and the spiritual sound waves attacked the four ancient dead.
Spirits are easily disturbed and affected by various waves due to their floating and unstable nature. Therefore, wave attacks are also an effective attack method against spirits and even various illusory bodies. Previously, Hafdal's spirit projection was directly destabilized by such an attack. Ordinary souls would even be directly shaken apart and shattered by this level of wave vibrations.
Facing the shock attack from the red wolf's head, the four dead were totally unmoved. At this moment, they already had their own mummified corpses as a support. Not only could they exert greater power, but the unstable nature of their souls also garnered them a great advantage. They were not afraid of the red wolf's roar at all.
After seeing that their roars were ineffective, the red wolf heads derived from the flesh and blood land could not help but roar. While roaring, they broke away from the flesh and blood land one after another. In addition to their heads, they also grew bodies, hands, claws and feet. For a while, there were more than a dozen giant red wolves about ten meters tall, standing on two legs around the pharaohs.
Afterwards, the red wolves got on all fours and rushed straight towards the four dead men. Facing the charge of the red wolves, Hafdal waved his hand, and suddenly the bodies of the magic wolves began to become flat and thin. All the wolves slowed down due to weakness, and some even fell to the ground and did not move. They all seemed to have been infected with some fatal disease at the same time.
Although the red wolves became weak due to the powerful curse, they were supplied with endless vitality from the flesh and blood earth behind them. After a delay, they continued to withstand the weakness and accelerated their attack. Although Hafdar's curse ability had become much stronger after the arrival of the Lord, it seemed that he still could not withstand the endless vitality support from the flesh and blood earth and Yunina.
"Shepsuna...Tomb..." Looking at this scene, Hafdal shouted, and Shepsuna nodded slightly and said silently.
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