I became the sun god.

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"Right, that is it!"

"Kneel here honestly, waiting for me to destroy those corrupt nobles."

Looking at the humans below who surrendered out of fear, Dill showed a satisfied smile on his face.

He doesn't care what those people think, as long as they show surrender.

"Huh? Reporter?"

Looking across the crowd, Dill finally fixed his gaze on a reporter.

Immediately Dill grinned grimly and looked towards the TV station.

As his gaze changed, there were four mummies, dexterously running like spiders on the wall of the high-rise building, quickly heading towards the TV station.

"Oh!"

Accompanied by the sound of glass breaking, the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office on the top floor were brutally smashed by the mummy.

"You are the boss of the TV station?"

The mummy tilted her head, looking at the middle-aged man with big arms and round waist, her voice sounded like sand and stones rubbing against each other.

The boss of the TV station was almost scared to pee.

Facing the mummy exuding a rotten aura, the boss of the TV station was instantly shrouded in fear.

"what!"

He let out a strange cry and ran towards the door without thinking.

But before he could take a few steps, a large piece of yellow sand submerged him, spinning continuously, making him feel as if he was trapped in quicksand.

"If you don't want to die, let the reporter in the square broadcast live, and let all the TVs in Cairo watch it simultaneously."

"Sitting in this position, I think you should be a smart person."

The mummy grabbed his neck and lifted him out of the yellow sand, and the smell of decay hit his face.

"good."

"The person who knows the current affairs is Junjie."

"When I become the new Pharaoh, you will be my favorite."

Dill, who was lifted up by the swarm, had a satisfied smile on his face.

It's not the same now as it was before.

Before arriving in Cairo, I could only use a loudspeaker to shout.

But now that the mummies are scattered, the mummies can be used as their own eyes and mouth, so that they can see far away, and they can also let the mummies talk to others instead of themselves.

The boss of the TV station gave in. Facing the mighty power of the mummy, he chose to give in.

After a while, the trembling reporters in the crowd were swept into the air by the swarm.

After receiving Taili's instructions, he began to point the camera at Dill.

At the same time, Dill could clearly see that his figure soon appeared on the big screen in the square.

"Are you ready?"

"A new pharaoh has been born, corrupt nobles, do you choose to surrender or die?"

"Don't rush to give an answer, I will go to you personally."

Dill was sitting on the throne, surrounded by scarab swarms, looking at the camera with a grinning face.

Such a scene appeared in thousands of households in Cairo in an instant.

Subway stations, large screens in squares, private TVs, supermarket TVs...

As long as it is a place that the TV station can control, all the signals become live broadcast signals.

After letting go of this ruthless sentence, Dill flew towards the tallest building in the city center under the protection of the swarm.

It was a place where the nobles often gathered, and today happened to be the day of the gathering.

"Boom!"

"Lord Muhammad, Master Dill... Dill has appeared!"

In the banquet hall, the nobles had just finished worship and were exchanging their views.

Among them, the most exchanged is about the extraordinary that has surfaced today.

"Allah is supreme, but we have lost the gift of Allah."

"We are all guilty, and we need to find the strength bestowed by God as soon as possible to wash away our sins."

"Start with the descendants of those artifacts and prophets."

“Greek mythology…God-King Zeus…hope it doesn’t affect us in Egypt.”

"But having said that, it seems that the sun god Ra really exists."

"This is the territory we conquered for Allah, and no one can change the sovereignty here."

The nobles expressed their views one after another.

Being able to control Egypt behind the scenes in today's circle, these nobles are obviously grasshoppers on a rope.

Not only do they share the same beliefs, but they also have deep interest entanglements.

Under such circumstances, everyone felt that it was necessary to recover the power bestowed by Allah on mortals.

Of course, there is another point that everyone agrees on.

That is, Egypt is the territory of Allah, and it cannot be changed even if the gods are revived.

"Humph!"

"Where is that evil obstacle?"

Looking at the reckless servant, Old Muhammad snorted coldly.

But he didn't wait for the servant's answer, because at this moment his servant was looking out of the window in horror.

"Um?"

Many people subconsciously looked towards the floor-to-ceiling windows.

I saw the originally clear sky, but I don't know when it became dark.

Upon closer inspection, it was not the weather that had changed at all, but the sunlight blocked by countless bugs.

"My dear grandpa, are you looking for me?"

At the same time that the nobles showed shock, a large number of insects spread out among the insect swarm, revealing a figure sitting on the throne.

Dill looked at his grandfather with a teasing smile on his face.

This is true supremacy!
In the past, my own dignity was just a handout from this old immortal.

And now?
The aloof self relies on its own power, which belongs to the power of the ancient pharaoh.

Whoa!

Looking at the stunned nobles, the insect swarm immediately destroyed the floor-to-ceiling windows, and countless insects surrounded everyone.

Those rotting mummies killed all the security personnel immediately.

Such a bloody scene was broadcast live throughout Cairo.

"Then let me introduce these old undead who control Egypt behind the scenes."

"They are the rulers of everything."

Dill glanced at the camera, watching the energy of introducing these old guys to ordinary people, enough energy to affect an entire country.

After the introduction, Dill smiled:
"The age of decay has passed, and the next is the age of the pharaohs."

"Are you... willing to surrender to me?"

Dill propped his chin and looked at everyone indifferently.

There was a little white hat in a suit in the crowd, and they cursed subconsciously:

"heresy!"

“Heretic of Allah who betrays you, you should go to the stake!”

"It's impossible for me to surrender!"

“My body and mind have long been dedicated to Allah.”

Dill glanced at the old man.

He knew the old man, and he had begged him humbly before.

"Since you don't want to surrender, then go die."

Dill waved his hand, and the old man was instantly overwhelmed by the swarm.

In the blink of an eye, as the insect swarm dispersed, only a bone remained in place.

"All of you are fine."

"Whoever surrenders can live, and whoever does not surrender will die immediately."

"I have plenty of available people."

"You say so...my dear brother?"

Dill looked at his family brother, the cold look in his eyes was undisguised.

Feeling Dill's killing intent, the young man from the Muhammad family knelt down after hesitating for a while:

"Willing to serve Cousin Dill."

"Call me Pharaoh!"

"It's... Your Honorable Pharaoh."

(End of this chapter)