"Do you understand now?"
"The Holy Pharaoh you desperately sought help from, soon became nothing more than another shell."
"Hmm? Holy Pharaoh?"
"Another Holy Pharaoh?"
Satan said this at this time, but it seemed as if he suddenly remembered something.
"oh--"
"He is a mortal man to whom Ramses serves, to whom the holy Egyptian gods serve."
"A, mortal?"
For the first time, Satan's voice showed some doubt.
Its voice sounded like it was recalling something.
"It was him."
"Baphomet, you are a demon, and you are pinning your hopes on a mortal, expecting him to save you from the water and fire?"
“How ridiculous!”
Baphomet did not respond immediately. It just clenched its fists, still looking for the direction where the sound came from.
But here, this is Satan's territory, and it is impossible to accurately locate where this ancient demon is.
“Mortal? Hahahaha——”
The laughter of the demon Baphomet actually showed a bit of arrogance.
"Don't underestimate Saint Pharaoh."
"Because you have no idea what a mysterious and terrifying existence you are facing."
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh is even more ..."
But Satan simply interrupted its words immediately.
"Oh? Then tell me, what kind of magical powers does this holy pharaoh have?"
Baphomet grinned, revealing his fangs: "Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, can summon gods!"
"There are many beings more powerful than gods who are also loyal to His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh."
"Haven't you already experienced this, Satan?"
The Baphomet demon said, its eyes glowing with the light of lava.
"Besides, these are just what I know now."
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh has more hidden powers. What I have seen is only the tip of the iceberg of His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh."
Satan was silent for a moment, then he let out a gloomy laugh: "So, that 'creature' was also summoned by him."
"But you can't defeat me with that kind of power."
At this point, Satan's voice seemed to be closer to the demon Baphomet, and it sounded as if it was spoken right into the ear of the demon Baphomet.
"The powerful being you mentioned has already been burned to ashes by the flames of my true body."
“But it’s still commendable.”
"After all, the only person who can make the 'Hell Dust' surrounding my body dissipate, besides that powerful being, is a god."
"It's a pity that that powerful being can't even be compared to the god I'm talking about."
"Because they are originally worlds apart."
"Just like—now, I am the same as you."
"Although we are both demons, your power is no more than that of an ant in my opinion."
When the Baphomet demon heard this, he just snorted coldly.
However, when he once again looked at the Holy Pharaoh and those Holy Egyptian gods, he actually felt a little powerless in his heart.
It has all the power, but it cannot use it.
And His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh and the Holy Egyptian Gods have not reacted until this moment.
"What do you want, you ancient demon?"
"Since you think there is such a huge gap between us, why don't you let me go and let me have a good fight with you."
When Satan heard what the demon Baphomet said, he just chuckled softly.
"Hehehe... Of course, I will let you go from here."
"But before that—"
Satan's voice was getting closer and closer, and the demon Baphomet felt as if a cool breeze had penetrated into his brain.
"Tell me, demon."
"Will you feel scared?"
When the demon Baphomet heard this, he just laughed first.
"fear?"
"Of course I am afraid of something! What I fear most is the sight of your body being chopped apart by my magical double blades!"
"Just thinking about your body being torn into pieces fills me with fear!"
"Incredible... fear..."
"......"
The Baphomet demon only felt that the void in front of his head began to change color, and the words he had just said seemed to suddenly become a little hazy, and even a little difficult to recall.
Then, it first disappeared into the darkness.
But when a red light flashed and Baphomet opened his eyes again, he found himself on the familiar battlefield of Jerusalem.
However, it was currently wrapped in the bandages of Osiris, the god of the underworld, and could not move.
It shook its head vigorously a few times, and felt the anger in its heart growing uncontrollably.
"roar--"
It roared while identifying its surroundings.
Soon, its gaze fell on a human with an indifferent expression not far away.
It will never admit its mistake.
That is the King of Holy Egypt, His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh.
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh!"
"I knew you could get out of that place!"
It shouted excitedly, ready to tell everything it had just seen.
However, the bandages of Osiris, the god of the underworld, were tightly wrapped around its body, making it unable to move.
"Baphomet the demon."
On the other side, a familiar voice sounded.
His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh's voice was as cold as iron.
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