"Bastard! You killed Teacher!"
Mishaya Reikokukan, who had held a faint admiration for Paracelsus, was beside herself with rage.
"Actually, I saved you too."
Pandora's meaningful gaze swept across the Reiyukan father and daughter. Her face was half teasing, half serious.
Yet no one was moved. Their gazes gradually turned cold, and the hostility in their eyes grew ever thicker.
"Well, whatever. Anyway..."
Pandora smiled freely, unconcerned. Then the corners of her lips curled upward as she drew out her words. The instant she raised her head again, her scarlet eyes brimmed with a smiling gleam.
"...you're no longer of any use."
"Hmph, have you finally revealed your true colors, woman...?"
Just as Pharaoh stood with his arms folded across his chest and sneered coldly, his lofty judgment abruptly stopped. His golden eyes snapped downward toward the dark ground.
A red-black tendril crawled up along his legs, dyeing his wheat-colored skin an eerie red-black in the blink of an eye. Strange patterns continually eroded deeper into his manifested body.
At some point, the ground beneath him had already turned into a swamp of Black Mud.
"You fool who dares raise a hand against Pharaoh!"
The sudden ambush infuriated Ramesses II. The power within him, inherited from the Sun God, erupted in an instant. Golden flames capable of melting metal blazed fiercely, intending to completely evaporate the Black Mud flowing beneath his feet.
Yet those golden flames, which contained terrifying power, not only failed to burn through the foul mudflow, but instead acted like fuel poured onto a fire, causing the Black Mud on the ground to boil and spread.
Pale arms sprouted one after another from the surging black tide, reaching out and climbing over Ramesses II's body.
"Defiling Pharaoh's body is unforgivable!"
Ramesses II was enraged. With a sweep