"Hehe, give up struggling. Beg for mercy. Let out cries of fear. In the end, drown in this boundless sea of suffering. This is your only salvation!"
Beneath the dense, waterfall-like white light, the towering figure spread his arms and laughed maniacally.
"Upon this earth... the Pharaoh is omnipotent! All things and phenomena lie within my... hands!! To make me kneel before you is delusional..."
Ramesses II's teeth ground loudly. Amid the groans of his overloaded bones, he roared and forced himself upright.
"You're too noisy!"
However, the Pharaoh was smashed heavily down by an invisible force. Blooms of blood mist burst from his body, his voice choked within his chest and abdomen. The figure beneath the white light pointed forward with curled fingers and coldly pressed down, as though crushing an insect.
At the critical moment, a silver fist, like a sword cleaving through waves, forcibly tore open the blazing white cascade stretching for hundreds of miles and struck the towering figure of light, making the surrounding space tremble violently.
At the same time, a crisp tapping sound rang out. The silver-haired young man, leaning on a cane with a square box on his back, staggered up the stairs onto the platform. He supported the exhausted Ramesses II and stood opposite the figure of light from afar.
"Sorry. I've been searching for a way to make up for my mistakes. I thought this time..."
Moses glanced at Ramesses II. His lips moved for a moment before he pressed them together and murmured.
Back then, in order to lead the Jews out of Egypt, he had let down his adoptive mother, turned against his brother, and even allowed the god before him to unleash the Ten Plagues and torment the Egyptians.
It had even led to the death of Ramesses