"Oh, that's right."
"I heard that the most famous thing about Holy Egypt is the mummies."
"That means that people like the Holy Pharaoh would be mummified after they died, right?"
"I wonder if that holy pharaoh was mummified?"
Joshua said this because he knew that when the Holy Pharaoh died, he turned into "ashes."
Of course, this is all information sent back by the spies.
For those who thought that His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh was really dead, they did see the Holy Pharaoh disappear in the smoke.
There is not much difference between this and reducing to “ashes”.
But Nan Tong knew that His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh was not dead, but he could not accept that someone dared to call the Holy Pharaoh's name openly with bad intentions.
Moreover, this man was from the Hebrew Empire and was a city lord.
Seeing Nan Tong's face becoming more and more ferocious, Joshua chuckled and continued.
"Ah, I heard that this holy pharaoh didn't seem to be mummified. What a pity."
"By the way, Master Man Yue, I want to ask you something."
"Do you know why people like the holy pharaohs were mummified?"
"If you don't say anything, I'll just assume you don't know."
"But I know why."
As Joshua spoke, he pushed away the two magic shield soldiers in front of him and moved closer to Nan Tong.
"Because... people like Saint Pharaoh are very afraid of decay."
“I’m afraid my body will rot.”
"They asked the priests to empty their internal organs and stuff them into jars, and then said that the sealed organs would gain eternity."
“Hahahahahahahahaha!”
As Joshua was speaking, he suddenly burst into laughter.
He looked at Nan Tong's face which was twisted by anger and felt only great satisfaction.
"Master Man Yue, tell me, putting rotten, dirty and smelly organs in a jar, how can it be considered eternity?"
"Those rotten and smelly organs, here, even stray dogs and vagrants wouldn't even give them a second glance!"
"And you, you actually stored that rotten matter and worshipped it, oh..."
When Joshua said this, he made an expression of pinching his nose and fanning away the smell, as if he really smelled something unpleasant.
"After all, the holy pharaoh you serve is now nothing more than a decaying corpse wrapped in linen, even if his body still exists."
"Perhaps his mummy's tomb will be crawling with maggots and look miserable."
"For him, turning into ashes is the best ending."
"You're right, aren't you?"
"The personal great magician of His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh?"
When Nan Tong heard this, he felt anger rising in his heart and evil thoughts coming to his mind.
He just felt as if his heart was bursting with flames.
In an instant, everyone saw blood oozing from Nan Tong's eyes, dripping quickly from the corners of his eyes.
Then, there was a low, horrible, hoarse voice.
"How dare you..."
"Insult, Holy Egypt, the greatest king..."
"I will knock your soul down to the underworld and let Amit devour your soul himself!"
When Joshua saw blood coming out of Nan Tong's eyes, he was stunned for a moment.
Then, he went even further and made many mocking gestures with exaggeration.
"ha!"
"I am from the Hebrew Empire. I cannot go to your underworld."
"Why don't you go and ask Amit yourself to see if it has swallowed the soul of the Holy Pharaoh."
"Ah, but..."
"Does a person who turns to dust still have a soul?"
“It’s a question worth thinking about.”
As soon as Joshua finished speaking, several magicians beside him exploded one after another.
He didn't even notice anything unusual about the magicians.
They didn't even utter a cry or a shout, they just exploded and died.
"ah!"
"Ah! This filthy flesh and blood!"
"Someone! Someone, help me get back!"
"Ah! It stinks! It stinks!"
Joshua screamed like a madman, the blood and flesh splattered on his body made his voice shrill, and he wanted to escape quickly.
"Don't even think about running away!"
Nan Tong shouted loudly and the magical energy in his body exploded violently.
Many magicians exploded at the same time.
In an instant, the long path between the outer wall and the inner wall was filled with blood and gore.
A bloody storm in the true sense of the word.
A bloody mist filled the air, and flesh and organs fell from the sky.
That made Joshua's voice get higher.
He was practically screaming at the top of his lungs.
"ah!"
"Help me out! Take me out!"
“Take me out now!”
Nan Tong's eyes have begun to become blurry due to excessive use of magic power.
In addition, there was falling blood mist everywhere around him, making it even more difficult for him to identify his target.
Fortunately, Joshua's voice allowed him to barely determine the other party's position.
"Don't even think about escaping!"
Nan Tong immediately used the "Holy Sand Impact" move towards the direction where Joshua appeared.
But the magic shield soldier protecting Joshua blocked the attack for him.
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