Amid Satan's wailing, Lin Ke stood quietly.
Now, he could be sure that this terrible ancient demon that could rival the original creator god and destroy the world had completely disappeared.
So he just watched the world around him fall apart, and he just stood there, waiting.
“Boom boom boom—”
The fragments of space fell off bit by bit, piece by piece, like peeling wall paint, and then gradually turned into a clearer reality.
He saw the fragments turn into points of light and dissipate, saw the boundary of nothingness being swallowed up by the real world, and saw that special area finally being restored to ordinary space.
The whole process was both chaotic and orderly, like the finale of a symphony, with every note fading away at the right time.
Even Lin Ke could sense the changes happening around him without using his naked eyes.
There was a whistling sound of wind in his ears. It was the energy fluctuation of the human world and also the natural world.
He could also smell the faint smell of burnt earth, which was the smell left after the war, the smell of the battlefield that Lin Ke was familiar with.
Lin Ke's skin could even feel the slight fluctuations caused by the flow of energy in the air.
It was neither stinging nor burning, just a kind of touch that a mortal should have.
When the last piece of space debris dissipated, Lin Ke blinked.
In just a few milliseconds, he found himself back on the battlefield in Jerusalem.
At this time, it was no longer late at night.
In the distance, you can see half of the sun rising.
The battlefield was still in chaos, and the smoke had not yet dissipated.
Everything is back to normal, as if nothing has changed.
Only the strange energy fluctuations remaining in the air and the exhausted gods and demons lying on the ground beside him proved that everything Lin Ke had just experienced was not an illusion.
Lin Ke moved his fingers gently, feeling the familiar weight and touch that belonged to mortals.
“I’m back.”
He took a deep breath.
Attacking Jerusalem was more complicated and difficult than he had expected.
Fortunately, his plan is more complex and perfect than Satan's power.
He turned his head and saw that the golden light on Ramses' body was almost fading away.
Not only Ramses, but also the two supreme gods in the distance were not floating in the sky at this moment. Like Ramses, they were just lying on the ground, looking extremely tired.
The light of divine power was very dim.
But fortunately, it seems that due to the disappearance of Satan's space, some of their power has been returned.
Otherwise, if his strength was drained, Ramses would not be here now. He should be in the capital of Holy Egypt, the Stonehenge in Cairo.
The gods and demons were still alive, and obviously, the soldiers of the Holy Egyptian Alliance must be the same as them.
Lin Ke stepped forward and prepared to help Ramses up.
After all, to be precise, the only person who still has some strength left in Jerusalem, or who can still stand, is Lin Ke.
"Ramesses, how do you feel?"
When Ramses heard this, he looked as if he was in another world.
Of course, strictly speaking, apart from the two eyes that sparkled with golden light, it was impossible to detect any emotions on his face.
But Lin Ke could still sense his trance.
Ramses, the god of the desert and the Nile, staggered after hearing Lin Ke's words.
He raised his head and looked at Lin Ke. After about five seconds of silence, he spoke.
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh?"
Then he turned his head, as if to check the situation around him.
Or rather, he was a little unsure whether he was still in the illusion.
"It's me, Ramses."
"My dear brother, it's all over."
"Satan has been defeated by me."
When Ramses heard this, his golden eyes began to shine brighter.
He looked at the Holy Pharaoh in front of him, and there was even a warm smile on the other's face.
"Eldest brother?"
"Brother!"
Lin Ke was stunned. Since Ramses became a god, he had never felt Ramses showing this side of human emotions.
But he knew without thinking that Ramses must have been tortured by Satan's illusions.
"Thank you for your hard work."
"Can you still stand up?"
Lin Ke asked softly, but Ramses actually grabbed Lin Ke's leg directly.
"Brother, brother!"
"I'm sorry I let you down, I let you..."
Lin Ke smiled bitterly and just gently helped Ramses up.
"You did well, my brother."
"Thanks for your hard work."
After hearing Lin Ke's words, Ramses finally confirmed that the person in front of him was his elder brother, the real Holy Pharaoh.
He said nothing, but propped himself up and hugged Lin Ke.
On the other side, the soldiers of the Holy Egyptian Alliance slowly woke up one after another.
Their expressions were as if they had just struggled out of a long nightmare.
They weakly raised their hands to support themselves, but fell back to the ground due to exhaustion.
"ah?!"
"ah!"
The people who woke up cried out in fear.
Sweat had already soaked their armor, and some of them even needed several attempts to barely sit up.
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