Malacia and a group of soldiers from the Holy Egyptian Alliance gathered together.
The expressions on the soldiers' faces were very shocked, while Malacia's expression was very solemn.
Because they witnessed with their own eyes the Hebrew captives who were controlled by mysterious forces.
At this time, they were in an extremely distorted and frightened posture, and the pupils in their eyes had disappeared.
There was only an open mouth and bloodshot eyes.
No one knew whether they were dead or their souls had been devoured by the devil.
Or maybe they have really become servants of that "devil".
Now the only information that Marasia and the others could observe with their naked eyes were those bodies that seemed to be frozen and completely stagnant.
"Master, what kind of power is that?"
"Why did they become so horrible?"
An Amazon warrior asked in a low voice, she swallowed and trembled slightly as she looked at those things that looked like "corpses".
"Or are they being tortured in some way?"
Malacia just shook her head when she heard this: "Who knows, but it seems that it is not just physical pain."
"Look at them, they can't even move a finger, their faces are pale, and their muscles are tense."
"I have seen people whose souls were extracted by the demon Baphomet, and their fate is somewhat similar."
"It's just that they look even more terrifying."
Hearing this, a soldier next to her frowned hard.
“It’s so cruel.”
"They were even talking just now... but in the blink of an eye, it turned into this."
Other soldiers of the Holy Egyptian Alliance also came to the vicinity of Marasia, forming a defensive circle that could prevent attacks.
That is, beware of the Hebrews who look like "corpses" and may suddenly launch an attack.
They just stared at their former captives in amazement.
“It’s horrible…”
"They looked like they had seen something horrible."
The faces of the Hebrews whose bodies were possessed were distorted, their eyes were bulging, their eyeballs were bloodshot, their mouths were wide open but no sound came out, and they could only squeeze out sounds from the depths of their throats, similar to those of animals struggling in their death throes.
As time went on, their skin began to take on a waxy yellow hue, with blood vessels becoming visible, as if the blood in their bodies was coagulating.
"Master, what should we do with these Hebrews?"
An Aztec warrior walked up to Maracia and asked in a low voice.
"What do you think? Should we eliminate them all? To prevent any more trouble."
This proposal was echoed by many soldiers, who raised their weapons slightly and pointed them at the Hebrew captives who were still unaffected.
Marasia frowned and thought, then shook her head: "No."
"His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh has ordered that these captives must not be killed as long as they do not resist."
"If we kill them here, it will be the same as slaughtering the whole city, which will affect the reputation of Saint Pharaoh."
Although the other officer D nodded, he was very worried: "But, clan leader."
"If they all become like this...how can we keep ourselves safe?"
"If they suddenly attack us, I'm afraid it will cause chaos here."
Malacia nodded, then she looked around before answering.
"We can round up all the Hebrews and keep them at a distance, and keep them away from us and the guy who is being controlled."
Then she turned to the soldiers around her and raised her voice.
"Hear me, all the warriors of Holy Egypt!"
"Those Hebrew captives have been contaminated by the demonic power. We must keep a close eye on them, but we must not act rashly!"
"Now, isolate them!"
Marasia took a small flag from the saddle and thrust it into the ground: "Form a circle, and everyone is responsible for their own area!"
"Don't act on your own and don't harm the prisoners who don't resist!"
Then she walked up to the Hebrews who had been possessed and said, "Everyone, listen! Do not act rashly again!"
"Anyone who dares to try to break through us again will be severely punished!"
The Hebrews around were trembling. They no longer dared to move and just stayed where the soldiers told them to stay.
Even more people stared blankly at their compatriots whose bodies had been taken over, their faces filled with fear and confusion.
"Master, how long can we last like this?"
"That thing is still there..."
Marasia raised her head and glanced into the distance, where the Supreme God was still confronting the demon in the black fog.
She sighed softly and tightened her grip on the mighty axe in her hand.
"We can only hold out until His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh defeats that demon."
"Until then, we must hold our ground and ensure that these captives do not become tools of that evil."
On the other side, the Baphomet demon was cautiously observing the being shrouded in darkness, sniffing the energy fluctuations in the air from time to time.
Obviously, it sensed some kind of energy fluctuation.
"Holy Pharaoh."
"I feel that the ancient demon is devouring souls."
“The human soul is being sucked out. I can feel the energy flowing.”
Ramses, the god of the desert and the Nile, stood silently beside Link, listening to the words of the demon Baphomet.
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