"Heh. You saw through me."
After absorbing Ammit's divine power, Imhotep's outward form transformed into Ammit's shape. A mocking smile hung on the crocodile face as he looked at Khonshu as though he were prey.
"Moon God Khonshu, next, you're the only one left!"
He could now see Khonshu's appearance, and he had also learned about Khonshu through Arthur. It could be said that he was almost certain to win this battle.
That look, as if he already had him in the bag, truly irritated Khonshu. He raised the crescent staff high.
"Blasphemer, you are guilty!!"
Then his figure flashed sharply, and he attacked Imhotep at high speed.
Imhotep did not use any spells. He merely raised an arm and blocked the staff's attack, then stretched out his other hand and sent Khonshu flying.
Bang—
"Khonshu... how long has it been since you fought in person!"
The instant they exchanged blows, Imhotep deeply felt the might of this body. The fact that he had been able to kill Ammit must have involved no small amount of luck.
"..."
Being knocked away made Khonshu lose a great deal of face. The crescent staff spun in a flourish in his hand, and with a step, his body began flickering around Imhotep at high speed.
"Imhotep, you have no idea what exactly it is you're trying to deal with!"
Relying on his high-speed movement, Khonshu struck Imhotep with the staff from time to time, attacking while using words to disturb his mind.
"Heh heh. I don't understand?"
His sharp claws swiped toward Khonshu, and Imhotep's words were filled with bitter hatred.
"Because of Anck-su-namun, I suffered the Hom-Dai, was cursed by the gods and turned into a corpse, and was sealed alive for three thousand years!"
"There was not a moment I did