Nan Tong frowned slightly when he heard this.
The succubus widened her eyes, while Lin Ke's expression remained unchanged.
At this time, from the back, a Persian messenger dressed in gorgeous robes slowly walked out.
Lin Ke didn't pay any attention to the messenger of God, he just looked at the King of Kings.
He could see from the furious face of the King of Kings that he had lost his mind in anger.
Of course, no one can tolerate such humiliation while leading hundreds of thousands of troops and numerous gods' messengers.
There are only three people here with Lin Ke, which will of course make the King of Kings' anger escalate exponentially.
On the other side, an open space soon appeared around the messenger of God. The Persian soldiers had cleared a large area for him.
"I am a third-level divine messenger of Persia, a messenger who shuttles between light and shadow."
"You who stand at the juncture of cause and effect, I beg you to show me mercy with my meager strength and the purity of my heart."
"Please penetrate this world's fog and descend into the world..."
The messenger closed his eyes and his breathing became increasingly deep.
Every time he uttered a word, a circle of golden light would spread around him.
The surrounding air vibrated due to some invisible energy and even began to distort.
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh!"
Nan Tong turned his head and looked at Lin Ke at this time. He was telling Lin Ke that the other party was really about to summon the gods.
Lin Ke just nodded slightly, looking as if "everything is under control".
He did not let Nan Tong attack immediately, but just watched quietly.
On the other side, Persia's five full moon magicians and many star magicians gathered together, ready to use a powerful defensive formation at any time.
They looked at the desert army in the sky in horror, showing some doubts.
"Now is the best time to attack the Divine Envoy... Why is the Divine Mage of Holy Egypt still indifferent?"
"What are they waiting for?"
On the other side, the voice of the messenger of God suddenly rose.
His voice began to change, becoming richer and more resonant.
"You are the embodiment of justice and the guardian of order!"
"I am not here to ask you for partiality, but to pray for absolute justice from you!"
"Rashanu, the God of Judgment, the Judge who holds the scales and the whip of fire!"
"Please lend me your divine body to walk the earth and punish those sinners who defy the divine order!"
"I am willing to offer my good deeds as proof and my soul as a weight!"
"Please bring down a judgment on the enemy before you that is equal to his sins—"
As he finished speaking, a dazzling golden-red beam of light descended from the sky.
"Boom boom..."
The messenger of God was immediately completely enveloped, and the interior of the light column was filled with rotating vortexes of fire, like liquid lava flowing.
All the Persian soldiers who witnessed this scene knelt on the ground, bowed their heads reverently, and chanted words of praise to the gods.
"In the name of fire, in the name of light, in the name of truth."
The sound in the light column was no longer a human voice, but the roar of an ancient, transcendent existence.
"I have come here to judge the unjust."
When the golden-red beam of light dissipated, the person standing in front of everyone was no longer the messenger of God.
The god, Rasnu, the god of judgment, descended.
“The great Rashanu has arrived!”
The Persian soldiers shouted ecstatically, their voices rising like waves.
"God of Judgment! God of Judgment!"
"The unjust will be punished!"
"Let this Holy Pharaoh see your true power!"
The entire Persian army erupted in an unprecedented atmosphere of enthusiasm, and their cheers almost overturned the sky.
Everyone was excited by the appearance of the gods, and the shock and worry caused by the Holy Egyptian fleet and the divine wizard were immediately swept away.
Now, an almost hysterical confidence and ecstasy filled their minds.
"Haha! You asked for this, Holy Pharaoh!"
"Your so-called divine mages are nothing more than desert tricks! Compared to real gods, divine mages are nothing but vulnerable!"
"Humph! That Holy Pharaoh, our great god can crush him to death with just one finger!"
These jeers gradually evolved into more vile abuse and insults, and the Persian soldiers began to fabricate all kinds of unbearable words to satirize the gods and customs of Holy Egypt.
They mocked the beliefs of the Holy Egyptians, denigrated their way of life, and even made groundless slanders against Lin Ke's origins and family.
Obviously, this was because they were frightened by Lin Ke’s fleet and the divine wizard Nan Tong.
They looked at Lin Ke without saying a word, and became even more unscrupulous.
"Look at that Holy Pharaoh, he's so scared he can't even speak!"
"That so-called Divine Mage wasn't anything special! He was soon wiped out forever along with his fellow Holy Pharaoh!"
"You fools from the desert dared to challenge the Persian Empire. This is what happens to you!"
"Let's face our gods!"
Just when the carnival atmosphere reached its climax, Nadir Shah, the King of Kings, slowly walked forward and came before "Rasnu".
He bowed deeply.
Then he showed extreme humility and reverence.
"The great Rashnu, the embodiment of justice."
"I, Nadir Shah, the King of Kings of the Persian Empire, on behalf of all the Persian people, implore you to show your divine power."
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