Nan Tong and the succubus widened their eyes and even opened their mouths slightly.
Ramses nodded his head heavily. He had already memorized Lin Ke’s words today.
"But Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, what should we do next?"
"If your speculation is correct, the Spartan king would probably have difficulty stopping them from sending the divine messenger under the heavy pressure and opposition of the Greeks."
Lin Ke nodded: "That's right, the longer it takes, the more disadvantageous it will be for us."
At this moment, Lin Ke took a step towards the King of Kings of the Persian Empire.
His expression remained calm and unchanged. Even when facing the two main gods of the Persian Empire, his breathing and heartbeat remained unchanged.
Therefore, the Persian soldiers are now almost developing a natural fear of this holy pharaoh.
Whenever they saw the Holy Pharaoh's eyes with dark eyeshadow, or saw his figure, they would feel an inexplicable fear rising from the bottom of their hearts.
It's like being in the deep sea, facing an abyss that is impossible to see the bottom of.
Fear comes from the unknown, just like looking into a pitch-black abyss, always imagining that something extremely terrifying will suddenly appear in the darkness.
"Holy! It's the Holy Pharaoh!"
"He's coming!"
The Persian soldiers squeezed out a few words from their trembling lips, and they did not even look to their gods for help.
Although the two gods did not retreat, they still did not react. They just looked at Lin Ke quietly, showing neither friendliness nor malice.
As for Lin Ke, his eyes were fixed on the slightly trembling eyes of the King of Kings.
He had to stop the Persian emperor before Leonidas could stop the ships.
Only in this way will the Greeks reassess the situation here and reconsider whether to send out the envoys of God.
Of course, Lin Ke had already made a plan to kill two birds with one stone.
"King of kings of the Persian Empire."
"Your move of summoning a god and having it attack me is truly unwise."
"I believe you still remember what we said before. We in Holy Egypt also have gods."
When Lin Ke said this, he first glanced at Ramses not far behind him, and then he turned around and fixed his gaze on the King of Kings again.
"And there's more than one."
"All the gods of our Holy Egypt are here."
"I believe that you absolutely do not want to see the gods of our Holy Egypt descend into the world with your own eyes."
As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar.
The Persian soldiers who had laughed at Lin Ke before could no longer laugh.
Even those Persian soldiers who had previously mocked Lin Ke for not bringing any messengers of God here no longer dared to say the same thing.
They now just "agree" with Lin Ke's words.
"Sure enough! This Holy Pharaoh really did come here with the gods, that's why he can remain so calm!"
"Yes! No wonder he didn't show the slightest fear when facing the gods of our Persian Empire!"
"No wonder he brought the divine messengers here a long time ago? Where are those divine messengers now?"
"Could it be in the fleet?!"
The Persian soldiers began to speculate.
They asked their magicians to pay attention to Nan Tong's every move, while the soldiers and generals could not take their eyes off Lin Ke.
The King of Kings listened to Lin Ke's words and looked at the chaos around him. The beads of sweat on his forehead even began to grow bigger and bigger, and it seemed as if they might slide down the side of his face and fall to the ground at any time.
He also turned his head, but like his soldiers, he could not find any trace of the messenger of God.
At this moment, the King of Kings seemed to have finally made up his mind. He nodded to a general beside him. Then, the general nodded solemnly and immediately turned and left.
"What do you want, Holy Pharaoh?"
The King of Kings looked at Lin Ke and spoke again, but Lin Ke could see that he was just trying to appear calmer, at least not to appear too panicked, lose his dignity, and lose face.
Lin Ke took a deep breath and spoke again.
"King of kings, let your gods leave the mortal world. This is the only way to preserve the Persian Empire."
Sure enough, as soon as these words were spoken, the Persian emperor's expression changed immediately.
But Lin Ke knew very well that the most important thing now was to make the other party understand that this was not an insult at all, but the only choice he could make now.
Moreover, it is definitely the best choice at the moment.
"Emperor of Persia, please listen to me patiently."
"We, Holy Egypt, are not your enemies. Even if your army used vulgar language towards me just now, I can forgive them."
"I don't care what they say anyway. What matters most is you."
As Lin Ke spoke, he deliberately shifted his gaze elsewhere, which allowed the other person to focus more on his words during the conversation.
Sure enough, Lin Ke quickly saw from the corner of his eye that the King of Kings' eyes were fixed on him.
"You are the king of the Persian Empire, the supreme being."
"You are so angry with me because you don't know Holy Egypt, but more because I saved the King of Sparta."
"But you must know that I saved the King of Sparta not to become your enemy, but rather to show you my worth, the worth of Holy Egypt."
When these words were spoken, not only the King of Kings was stunned, but all the Persian soldiers and magicians were stunned.
"You killed him, you just won a battle."
"But believe me, if you had actually passed through Thermopylae, you would not have been able to capture Greece."
"Because that threatens not only Greece, but also Holy Egypt."
Lin Ke deliberately delayed his words here.
"But if you're willing to cooperate with me, I can even help you win more."
"But if you insist on becoming our enemy, there are only these few possible outcomes."
"Either your army wins a great victory, your army wins a tragic victory, or your army suffers a crushing defeat."
"No matter which outcome, it would be unacceptable to Persia, because your fleet would be severely damaged and even lose the ability to transfer troops."
"Furthermore, speed is of the essence in war. You haven't even entered Sparta yet, and you're already facing the main force of the Greek Federation. If you still want to start a war, it would be extremely unwise in my opinion."
The beads of sweat on the forehead of the King of Kings finally gathered together.
It rolled down his cheek and landed on the ground with a thud.
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