"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh!"
After the warriors of the Holy Egyptian Alliance confirmed that the giant demon had indeed disappeared, people began to call for their king.
But because their bodies were already exhausted to the limit, many soldiers began to feel unable to stand steadily and staggered after just taking a few steps.
As for the captives from the Hebrew Empire, they just huddled together in one place, not daring to move at all.
The soldiers looked this way and that, calling out toward the ruins of Jerusalem.
After experiencing such a nightmare, they urgently needed confirmation of the existence of a leader.
They were even more terrified at this time, fearing that the hallucinations would become reality.
After a while, a figure with a slight golden glow appeared on the broken wall of Jerusalem.
"It's the god of the desert and the Nile!"
The soldiers recognized the familiar god almost at the same time.
Although the golden light is not as dazzling as before, the outline and temperament undoubtedly belong to the god of Holy Egypt.
After seeing Ramses, people's voices began to subside gradually, and they began to move slowly towards Ramses step by step.
Ramses stood on the ruins of the city wall, looking down at the soldiers below.
Looking at the soldiers outside the city, Ramses finally began to raise his voice.
"The war is over."
"The ancient demon has been defeated by His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh."
"We have achieved the final victory."
"The Holy Egyptian Alliance has achieved the final victory."
This news was like a spring breeze, instantly blowing away the haze on the battlefield.
The soldiers were stunned for a second, then burst into deafening cheers and shouts.
“Win?!”
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, have you defeated that ancient demon?"
"Oh, the gods! Oh, the gods!"
"Long live our great Holy Pharaoh!"
They hugged each other, and some even fell to their knees and cried with their faces covered.
After experiencing so many hardships and making so many sacrifices, they were finally able to stand on this strange land and begin to cheer.
Nan Tong also slowly stood up outside the city at this time. There was no magical energy left in his body.
Even standing up required almost all of his strength.
After hearing Ramses' words, the great sun magician sat down on the ground with a "thump" and raised the corners of his mouth.
He looked at the soldiers of Holy Egypt, Ramses on the city wall, and the many leaders of the Holy Egypt Alliance, and always felt that something was unreal.
For this old man, the scene of the Hebrew Empire army approaching the city is still fresh in his memory.
But now, they had come to the capital of the Hebrew Empire, shouting victory.
To Holy Egypt belong also the victories of many kingdoms and civilizations.
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh..."
He murmured, and a few tears rolled down his wrinkled face.
The cheers lasted for several minutes before gradually dying down.
As the excitement slowly subsided, a voice suddenly rang out from the crowd.
"God of the desert and the Nile, where is our respected Holy Pharaoh?"
This question immediately triggered more similar voices, and people began to ask questions.
"Yes, where is His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh?"
"Is His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh safe?"
"Where is our Holy Pharaoh now?"
"Is His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh okay? Is he injured?"
People turned their eyes to the God of Golden Light, and Ramses slowly raised his arm.
"The great Holy Pharaoh is safe and sound."
"He is resting in the city now."
"All soldiers, listen up. Rest where you are. We will discuss again after you have recovered your strength."
"Leaders of the Holy Egyptian Alliance, please go to the city to meet with His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh when the sun sets."
This reply was like a shot in the arm, making the entire Holy Egyptian Alliance army excited again.
This reply was like a shot in the arm, making the entire Holy Egyptian Alliance army excited again.
Cheers, prayers and songs intertwined to form a symphony of victory. The soldiers congratulated each other and shared the joy of surviving the disaster.
And in the ruins of Jerusalem, the demon Baphomet finally woke up from his coma.
It opened its eyes, rubbed its sore limbs, and looked around in confusion.
"Where is this?"
"Jerusalem?"
At this moment, the memories of the demon Baphomet flooded back into its mind like a tide.
It remembered everything that had happened to it in Satan's illusion.
A matter of being knocked down by the terrifying being summoned by the Holy Pharaoh, and then of taking revenge with all its might.
But now, it can actually feel its own body.
However, it still feels a lingering fear about these familiar scenes.
"Is this an illusion? Or reality?"
It stood up cautiously, shook off the dust on its body, and its eyes involuntarily began to look around.
Sure enough, there, the figure of the Holy Pharaoh was surrounded by countless soldiers, and he was bathed in admiring gazes at this moment.
"Ah! Holy Pharaoh!"
Baphomet's first reaction was to instinctively take a few steps back, his heartbeat suddenly accelerating.
The scenes in the illusion were too real, making it difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.
Its claws trembled slightly, and at this moment, the first thing it thought of was to turn around and run away.
But then, reason quickly prevailed.
It carefully observed everything around it. The soldiers of the Holy Egyptian Alliance had ecstatic looks on their faces, while the two supreme gods stayed on the ground, seemingly trying to restore their divine power.
It immediately realized that this was not an illusion at all.
This is a victory! A real victory!
Its gaze fell on Lin Ke again, but it was no longer fear, but a very complicated emotion.
Obviously, the man's ability to stand here has once again proved his extraordinaryness.
"really."
"Sure enough, only the Holy Pharaoh can do this."
Baphomet hesitated for a moment before slowly standing up.
The rumbling sound immediately attracted people's attention.
"The demon Baphomet has awakened!"
“Be careful!”
People suddenly raised their weapons towards the demon Baphomet. For those soldiers, they were not sure whether the huge demon in front of them was an enemy.
"Devil! Are you loyal to our Holy Pharaoh?"
"The ancient demon has been defeated, and our supreme god is still..."
To everyone's surprise, this once unruly demon actually knelt on one knee and lowered his proud head.
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh."
The voice of the demon Baphomet was filled with a rare kind of respect.
Even, it is with repentance.
"I, your servant, the demon Baphomet."
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