"Rider, you idiot!"
Hearing the Goddess curse with such a loss of composure, Ramesses II also realized the severity of the situation.
Inside the Composite Great Temple, aside from passive, continuously active Noble Phantasms, only those closely connected to Divine Spirits could actively release their true names.
But this clearly could not restrain Karna. His glorious divinity demanded respect even from the supreme pharaoh, and in Rider's planned order of elimination, Karna had always come last.
That pure solar divinity would weaken many of Ramesses II's killing moves, and with that armor added to the mix, he became even more troublesome. No matter how one looked at it, dealing with his Master seemed easier.
Thus, the only one present who would be restricted was Saber.
With the loss of her ability to release her Noble Phantasm, her strength had undoubtedly plummeted, and she had also lost her Protective Charm. There was no better time to deal with Saber.
Yet Ramesses II still could not understand. Such behavior could no longer be explained by nobility-it was entirely unnecessary.
If Karna truly wanted to eliminate a threat, he could simply stand by or choose to lend him a hand and achieve the same result. So why...
But when he saw Karna's eyes, so calm and indifferent that he seemed not a participant in the battle but merely a spectator, everything became clear.
He wanted to finish both Saber and him here.
Faced with such an arrogant notion, Ramesses II felt neither astonishment nor anxiety. He merely looked regretfully at the Golden Armor disappearing from Karna's body.
"You are the sun. Very well."
That was how the sun ought to be. The radiance that illuminated all things could, at any moment, become a sword of judgment that pierced its enemies.
Ramesses II narrowed