In fact, if General Messer had been hit by Lin Ke’s punch just now, he would have really died.
Because, to be precise, Lin Ke is also a "unit" on the civilization panel.
Ordinary people cannot withstand his attacks.
In other words, a mortal like General Mercer couldn't withstand it.
"Who the hell are you?! Holy Pharaoh!"
General Mercer's expression was visibly panicked, and even the greatsword in his hand was emitting magic slightly uncontrollably.
Obviously, that ordinary punch was enough to make this battle-hardened veteran unable to understand.
"Who?"
When Lin Ke heard the other party's words, he just slowly straightened his back and took a deep breath.
"I am the Holy Pharaoh of Holy Egypt."
"I am the leader of the Holy Egyptian Alliance."
"You are facing the master of the Holy Egyptian Gods and the supreme leader of the Coven."
Lin Ke said this and then lowered his voice.
He said in a voice that only General Messer could hear.
"Of course, he is still the only Lord of the Hebrew Society of Light."
Listening to Lin Ke's words one by one, General Messer felt cold sweat on his back.
Until he heard the last sentence Lin Ke said.
"The Hebrew Society of Light?"
"What is that?"
"You mean the Empire?"
General Messer opened his eyes wide. He couldn't believe that the power of the Holy Pharaoh had infiltrated the empire.
Then, his breathing became heavier, and every breath of air he inhaled seemed to burn his chest.
"snort."
"Ha ha."
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
General Messer suddenly grinned, blood oozing from his mouth and feet.
"Is this the difference between you and me, Saint Pharaoh?"
"I didn't expect that even though I put all my strength and skills to the test, I couldn't hurt you at all."
"This is the Holy Pharaoh of Holy Egypt. This is the leader of the Holy Egyptian Alliance."
He looked at the motionless Holy Pharaoh in front of him, and the hand holding the sword began to tremble more and more uncontrollably.
“I see…I see!”
“This is true despair.”
He slowly ran his fingers over the blade, the sharp edge of which he had used to cut his skin.
In an instant, his blood was swallowed by the sword.
"It is my honor as a warrior to fight with a strong man like you..."
"Holy Pharaoh, this great sword is called the Wrath of the Empire."
"You are right. This great sword is not made by the Hebrew Empire."
"This was given to my father by the father of the Supreme Ruler King."
"This great sword is not a product of this continent."
This "Imperial Wrath" that has been passed down for hundreds of years now began to emit a low humming sound.
Dark red lights slowly lit up on the sword.
That's magic.
"This is my last resort, Holy Pharaoh."
"I tell you this information about 'The Empire's Wrath' out of my respect for you."
"You are indeed a powerful..."
Before General Messer could finish his words, the sound of "Imperial Wrath" completely covered his voice.
On the other side, the Hebrew soldiers on the city wall showed surprised expressions.
"Look!"
"Is General Messer going to use some new moves?!"
Then, the old soldier on the city wall suddenly knelt down: "The wrath of the empire is roaring!"
"This means that General Moses will have to attack the Holy Pharaoh at the cost of his own life!"
"Once this move is used, General Messer...will not live long!"
"He will definitely die!"
When the other soldiers heard this, they looked surprised.
"What! How could this happen?!"
"That Holy Pharaoh actually pushed General Messer to this point?"
Not far from them, several ultimate magicians looked at General Messer and swallowed.
"Such powerful magic can actually be seen in a warrior."
"Even the Holy Pharaoh wouldn't be able to take this blow, right?"
The soldiers looked at General Mercer, and then they began to shout loudly one after another.
"General Mercer!"
"General Mercer!"
"You will definitely win!"
At this moment, General Messer's leg armor began to crack, revealing the body underneath with blood gradually oozing out of the pores.
His skin gradually turned into a deep red pattern, and at first glance, it was almost difficult to recognize that he was a human being.
That's more like "devil".
“This sword——”
His voice became like thousands of people shouting at the same time.
"It should have been used at the most critical moment of the New Hebrew Empire."
Then, the muscles in his right arm suddenly swelled, completely shattering the remaining armor.
The greatsword melted and reorganized, transforming into a ten-meter-long dark gold giant blade, with countless distorted faces of the dead appearing on the sword.
Lin Ke just narrowed his eyes slightly. Obviously, this weapon seemed to use the power of the devil.
"But today..."
Moses' feet were suspended off the ground, and six wings made of hellfire spread out behind him.
"Use it to chop off your holy Pharaoh's head!"
The soldiers on the city wall went completely crazy.
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