The pressure was here.
Even Fujimaru Tachibana, who was rather dull in such matters, felt it.
The pressure brought by this Pharaoh, renowned throughout history.
It was absolutely incomparable to that disgraceful Pharaoh Nitocris, and even to any powerful being Fujimaru Tachibana had ever encountered.
Perhaps she had witnessed exceptionally powerful beings before—especially in the Ninja World, where many formidable existences had broadened Fujimaru Tachibana's horizons—but when it came to that mysterious, indefinable quality known as kingly aura, only the Pharaoh before her gave Fujimaru Tachibana an unprecedented new experience.
It was an impulse that made one want to prostrate oneself in worship. It was the imperial bearing only possessed by someone who had stood at the pinnacle for countless years and accomplished deeds praised and revered by generations.
It made Fujimaru Tachibana nervous, Mash somewhat tense as well, and even Da Vinci put away her smile and revealed a solemn expression.
In truth, even people in the real world could feel that intense pressure through the Light Screen's footage.
Without a doubt, in terms of regal bearing, this Ramses II was the greatest since the Light Screen's broadcasts began.
Whether it was the Conqueror King, King Arthur, King Solomon, or the King of Heroes, none of them could compare to this Pharaoh King when it came purely to the oppressive force of kingly bearing.
Of course, that was not to say those kings were inferior to Ramses II. Rather, each of them possessed their own distinctive traits; they were not the sort to simply overwhelm others with kingly aura.
Then, at that moment, Nitocris left the crowd and walked directly to the right side beneath the stairs. Standing straight and holding her scepter, she made a loud declaration.
"This is the most valiant and most majestic god!"
"Our supreme