Moses Was Me All Along?!

Realizing something was wrong, Nitocris abruptly turned to look at Rovey behind her, her eyes flashing with anger at being deceived. She had initially intended to feed Rovey directly to the Sphinx, but upon reflection, she realized he had indeed helped her; without him, she would still be eating sand in the desert. So...

If Rovey lied to her only to get to the desert city, she could forgive him.

I'm sorry.

Rovey was quite helpless about this. He hadn't expected that the effect would be so good that it would cause such a thing, and he didn't want to cause Nitocris any trouble.

"Ha, are you trying to take this opportunity to let this scoundrel, this fellow who offended the Pharaoh's majesty, go? Because of your pitiful kindness, and his goodwill towards you?"

Rameses II saw through Nitocris's little scheme at a glance and pointed it out without hesitation.

"No, no, no... that's not what I meant...? I'm sorry Pharaoh!!"

Nitocris, whose thoughts had been seen through at a glance, hurriedly continued to kneel like a wronged secretary. Just as she was about to explain something, the Pharaoh, sitting on the throne, laughed with great pleasure when he saw that she had surprisingly shown her own opinions and thoughts.

"Shut up, Nitocris!"

"Even if he is a person without light, even if he has no reverence or worship for me, ignorance is not a capital offense, considering that he has been helpful to you. Since I am the king of kings, the omnipotent Pharaoh of the earth, with all things in my hands, I naturally have the magnanimity to do so! So then, fully appreciate my great achievements, and then worship me with heartfelt sincerity, Kuhahahahaha!!"

After Rameses II finished spouting a string of ridiculously childish nonsense without batting an eye, he let out another series of extremely tasteless laughs. Then, like a Sichuan opera face-changing act without removing beans, he abruptly dropped his unrestrained smile and looked down at Rovey with icy eyes.

"However, my majesty is only bestowed upon those who yearn for protection and glory. My eyes are meant to see all things in the world, but you... what is the matter? Though I can see through everything, I have not obtained a single piece of information about you. This is the first time I have ever seen such a situation. You who have no light, state your name. What is your true identity? And what is it that you have come here to visit me for?"

"Finally, the Egypt comedy duo has stopped and we're getting down to business? That was quite an achievement..."

"I am a traveler, a busy person constantly striving for the future. I arrived in this era to fulfill a promise from the past, to find a lost friend in this time and space. As for my real name, you certainly haven't heard of it, but the alias I use in this Singularity is indeed related to you. You can call me—"

"Musa (Moses)."

Without hesitation, Rovey revealed his identity and name, slowly raising the long hair that covered his forehead to reveal the thorny scars that symbolized holiness and the suffering of the Holy Son. In stark contrast to Nitocris, who was unfamiliar with Musa and looked puzzled, Rameses II, sitting on the throne, widened his eyes upon hearing the name Moses.

"... Musa? Moses! So you really are the guy who impersonated Moses and wandered around this Singularity? Kuhahahaha!! I was still looking for you everywhere, and you just showed up at my doorstep. This is truly the funniest story! Moses, Moses..."

Upon hearing that name again and seeing the man who called himself Moses appear before him in this Singularity, Rameses II was enraged, but he felt more lost and melancholy than anything else.

Even though he already knew it was fake, he still hoped his premonition was wrong, and that he could reunite with his dearest friend, whom he hadn't seen for countless years, at this Singularity, and have a proper reunion. Unfortunately...

Was it ultimately just a fake?

"So be it. I already knew the ending, and it's not my style to grieve in silence. But... you shameless wretch! How dare you impersonate my dearest friend and deceive me, and even dare to appear before me, disappointing me. You deserve the most severe punishment for offending me!"

As expected of Rameses II, he was an extremely self-centered king, much like Gilgamesh. So, disappointment and setbacks were nothing more than a minor episode in his eyes. He broke free from it in just a few minutes and transferred his anger to Rovey.

" —Nitocris!!" he shouted.

"I am here! The great Pharaoh!!"

"Your case is yours to handle. Since you were one of the people who brought darkness into the world, then you shall personally carry out the execution!"

Rameses II sat on his throne and gave orders to Nitocris below him.

"Ah... ah? Me? I understand! How dare this lowly madman disrespect His Pharaoh! Since you helped me, I can't let you live! And to deceive me is one thing, but to still speak falsely to the Pharaoh in this magnificent and wondrous temple truly infuriates me!!"

"Didn't you ask yourself?"

"Ahem, shut up! If you had taken this seriously, you would still have had a chance to become a subject of Pharaoh and witness his supreme glory with me! But now it's all too late. Rather than having the Sphinx or Amit tear your body apart, let me grant you a peaceful slumber!"

Nitocris sighed, and then, under the watchful gaze of Rameses II, made up her mind to use her Noble Phantasm to destroy Rovey.

If the Sun King were to do it himself, he would surely be torn to pieces by the Sphinx. That kind of pain would be far too deadly for a human. As for myself, although I cannot let him go, I can still guide his soul to the Underworld and entrust the Grim Reaper there to take good care of it.

Her peaceful death can be considered the best way for her to repay the encounter and kindness she received in the desert.

With that in mind, Nitocris acted without hesitation.

"The Mirror of Corpses, the Mirror of Darkness, has become a doorway, drawing the terrors of the darkness to this place..."

"—The Mirror Grimoire 'Anpu Neb Ta Djeser'!!"

Without hesitation, Nitocris activated her Noble Phantasm to drag Rovey into the Underworld. A giant jackal's head appeared behind her, which then transformed into a dark and deep mirror, reflecting directly onto Rovey in front of her.

This is the strongest Noble Phantasm possessed by Nitocris, the Egypt god of death, who is represented by Anubis. It is a gate to rebirth that can temporarily connect the realm of the dead in hell with the world of the living. Once opened, it can drag the living into it, and it can also release the souls of the dead.

"Go to the Underworld and repent properly!!"

"Open the gates of the Underworld? That's interesting, but your Noble Phantasm will most likely be ineffective."

As the dark door opened, Rovey stared intently at it and saw many spirits lingering on the other side of the mirror, but none of them were willing to come closer.

So, after half a day, Nitocris's Noble Phantasm remained completely still; not a single evil spirit could be seen, and the atmosphere fell silent.

"Huh? What... what's going on?"

Seeing that the scene that should have been a swarm of evil spirits had not yet occurred, Nitocris, as the user of the Noble Phantasm, was surprised and hurriedly turned around and stuck her head into the mirror, calling out to the undead inside to come out and help.

Meanwhile, Rovey had quietly walked up behind her, then summoned his cane and gently tapped her head.

"Oops!"

This made Nitocris suddenly realize that she was still in the midst of a battle, but the outcome was undoubtedly already decided.

Moreover, as Rovey approached the mirror, the undead standing opposite the door suddenly screamed and then hurriedly fled to a greater distance, refusing to show themselves no matter how much Nitocris called out to them.

"What on earth is going on? Don't go on strike!"

Nitocris shouted in a somewhat frantic manner.

"Don't blame them, it's because of their compatibility."

Rovey provided a timely response.

"Phaseality?"

"That's right. As I said before, I am Moses. Although not the real Moses, I am indeed a successor to the Saint Moses. At least we share the same nature. I possess both the attributes of a 'Saint' and a 'Prophet.' The Christianity is most effective against the dead. Although we are currently in Egypt, it is essentially a sacred place. Therefore, my abilities will be amplified infinitely. It's normal for those spirits to be unwilling to show themselves when they see me, just like mice seeing a cat."

"Huh? Huh!! What happened? Does that mean I have no way to..."

After listening to Rovey's explanation, Nitocris nodded in understanding, then suddenly realized that she seemed unable to fight anymore.

"Yes, that's true. You're really not compatible with me. As the mortal agent of the Underworld, if you can't use the power of the Underworld, you'll have no special fighting ability."

"However, there are other ways. If you go Alter on the spot and summon Anubis or Osiris from the Underworld, you can still fight. Although this restraint will continue to exist, the Egypt gods can resist and be immune to it to the greatest extent."

Rovey even thoughtfully offered Nitocris a way to fight him, but when she heard about summoning Anubis or Osiris, Nitocris was completely dumbfounded, exclaiming, "How is that possible?! Summoning Lord Anubis... that's simply..."

"Great disrespect?"

"Yes! Disrespectful!! Ugh, how did you know what I was going to say? What a despicable guy! You can even read minds? I underestimated you. But don't be so arrogant, I have other special moves besides my Noble Phantasm!"

Once she came to her senses, Nitocris quickly put away the Noble Phantasm behind her and began preparing her other Magecraft.

"Enough! Pharaoh Nitocris! You lost the battle the moment that man of no light struck you on the head with his staff! Now, as the loser, all you need to do is watch me obediently. I will personally show you how Pharaoh should fight!!"

"Your Pharaoh, could it be—?!"

Hearing that Rameses II had been watching the farce from his seat in the palace, was going to take action himself, Nitocris turned around in astonishment, only to see Rameses II standing up from his throne, leaning on his scepter.

She was about to ask to continue fighting when Ozymandias rebuked her.

"Shut up! Nitocris! As a loser, you have no right to ask for a rematch. I have no time to deal with your petty thoughts. Now, all you need to do is obediently admire my endless glory! If you dare to utter another word, I'll kick you out with me to find the lost Sphinx!!"

"Waaah..."

After delivering his unquestionable words, Ozymandias discarded his scepter and swaggered down the steps. And whether it was his imagination or not, Rovey felt as if strange onomatopoeia, 'Gogogogogo!', were emanating from him, instantly filling the air of the hall with an aura of utter depravity.

"Kuhahahahahaha! You man of no light, I must admit, you have indeed made me happy! Since Nitocris is no match for you, and you are immune to the power of the Underworld, then what can you do against me, the great Sun King, the savior of the sun, Ozymandias?!"

Ozymandias laughed heartily, making a strange sound like 'Wryyyyy!!' that clearly wanted to be punched by Euler.

He then pointed his finger at Rovey and shouted, "Take this—!!"

"—The Abulhool Sand Sphinx, with a volume radius of twenty meters!!!"

As his voice faded, a series of onomatopoeic words seemed to emerge from the darkness behind him, "Dododododododo—!!" followed by the appearance of a Sphinx far larger than a sphinx, its body as dazzling as the Milky Way.

That's right, this is the Sand Sphinx with a radius of twenty meters that he was talking about.

However, because there were too many things to complain about, Rovey didn't know where to start. He looked at Nitocris next to him and asked.

"Is this guy always this high? Does he eat mini bread rolls all the time?"

"No... no, Pharaoh is usually quite normal... but ever since he met you today, I don't know what's wrong with him, he's inexplicably become high."

Nitocris wiped away her sweat.

Meanwhile, Rovey watched as the two in front of him continued to tread with a series of onomatopoeic words.

ゴゴゴゴゴ——!!

ドドドドド——!!!

The man and the beast that had walked side by side were now completely speechless, and all they could say was...

"—Damn, are you guys mentally challenged?"

Chapter 181 Moses was actually myself?!

ドドドドド——!!!

At this moment, even Rovey wasn't sure if it was just his imagination. In a daze, he even thought he had traveled through time again.

Is this still the FGO set? Where did I end up?! How did Dio spawn right in front of me?!

Rovey felt that there seemed to be no normal person in this pyramid except for himself.

Even Nitocris, standing next to him, didn't seem to have as many problems as this guy who was having an incredibly high.

So, every Pharaoh needs to have some unique characteristics, right? Egypt really is a land of many talented people...

Just when Rovey was so overwhelmed by the performance of these two idiots, one human and one beast, that he didn't know where to begin criticizing them.

Directly opposite him, the Abulhool Sphinx, Sand Sphinx with a radius of twenty meters, made a grand entrance with the onomatopoeic sound of "Gogogogogo—!!!!" and stood in a strange posture with its master, creating an extremely bizarre scene, as if it thought it would look cool.

Then, under Rameses II's command, the massive body turned to Rovey, assuming a battle stance. Although the face, which was entirely shaped like a galaxy, was obscured, its roar was deafening.

"Meow—meow—!!!"

"You guys have gone too far!!"

Rovey couldn't help but complain. At the same time, he also noticed the significant difference between the Sand Sphinx summoned by Rameses II and the previous Sphinx. Putting aside the difference in appearance and prestige, the magical reaction alone was already shocking enough.

Without even mentioning anything else, in a one-on-one duel, almost none of the Knights of the Round Table could defeat this Sand Sphinx. Lancelot might be somewhat formidable, but he would ultimately be worn down and defeated. As for Mordred and Gaheris, they were even less likely to succeed. At best, they were only slightly stronger than a typical Hassan, and after a few rounds, they would definitely be crushed to death by this Sand Sphinx.

So, is this divine beast's combat level at the level of a top-tier Servant? It's even comparable to a high-ranking Dragon Kind.

And that's not all.

The moment Rameses II summoned the Sand Sphinx, many other divine beasts with similar characteristics suddenly appeared in the entire Great Temple of Radiance. Although they were not comparable to the Sand Sphinx, they were somewhat similar in appearance. Compared to the three elite Sphinx that Rovey had tamed before, they were much larger, and their magical energy was also comparable to Demonic Beast of a first-rate Servant.

As Rovey had predicted, these Sphinx were no ordinary Demonic Beast; they were Sphinx Kings nurtured by the Great Temple of Radiance, each incredibly powerful, comparable to Servant. However, their weakness was that, except for the Sand Sphinx, the rest could only exist within the Grand Temple. Otherwise, Rameses II would have simply taken them to crush the Knights of the Round Table. At this moment, under Rameses II's command, they descended and surrounded Rovey in the center.

"How about it? You man of no light, compared to Nitocris's ghosts of the Underworld, does my army meet your standards? These divine beasts combined, even if not as powerful as Anubis, should be more than enough, Kuhahahaha!!"

"Indeed, compared to Pharaoh Nitocris's Underworld power, your Sphinx army is far more terrifying. Each of these royal races is capable of taking on Hassan one-on-one. It wouldn't be unreasonable to consider them Servant."

When Rameses II asked him questions, Rovey spoke the truth and praised the terrifying power of Rameses II's army of divine beasts.

To be fair, although it's a bit chuunibyou (a Japanese term for someone with delusions of grandeur), the opponent truly deserves to be one of the top three Gold Saints, with his divine beast army alone enough to create a top-tier Servant. Not to mention that this is just the tip of the iceberg that Rameses II has revealed.

"Wow, you're actually quite honest. That surprises me."

"But it's too late to admit defeat now, you disgraceful one! Prove to me now! Let me see for myself whether you are the one I've been waiting for, whether you are worthy of being Moses' successor. In short, I will take everything you have into account and use it to make my judgment!"

Rameses II's eyes narrowed, and he said in an unquestionable tone that he would not let Rovey leave easily until he had figured out what he wanted to know.

"... Admit defeat? No, it seems you've clearly misunderstood something, Pharaoh."

"Although these divine beasts are incredibly powerful, they are still far from being able to stop me! Now that you're getting serious, it's time for me to reveal my name—"

Rovey raised his cane and tapped the temple floor a few times with the base of the staff. Instantly, several silvery-white ripples spread beneath his feet. Then he proclaimed, "Rovey Crowley, this is my true name. I am also the 'God Child' from the future, a newly born Christianity saint, the inheritor of the will of Saint Moses. I will lead this world towards the golden dawn! If you dare to stop me, then I will once again Perform Exodus before you!!"

"Oh! Then let's wait and see!"

Boom—!!

The silvery-white light flowed rapidly outwards from Rovey's center and then exploded, instantly forming a huge cross. Dazzling light and immense holy light erupted below, causing the Sphinx Kings to cry out in pain at the mere touch of it.

"These mere Sphinx kings are nothing but beasts before me, and the so-called fathers of terror are nothing but demons. Compared to the Lion King, these creatures are nothing more than docile kittens!"

A blinding cross of holy light, accompanied by countless silver blades, floated up from the floor. In an instant, two royal beasts were pinned to the ground by their feet, letting out painful howls. Then, two angelic figures appeared instantly, landing in the temple and solidifying to protect him.

Raphael Gabriel drew their own holy swords, like the most loyal guards.

"Come on, since it's Phantasmal Species, how does it compare to the legendary archangels of land, sea, and air? Can the so-called Sand Sphinx defeat the holy archangels of the Sanctuary? And can it even harm the power of God? Prove it to me now!!"