In Type-Moon, it all starts with adopting Sakura.

Hassan showed no murderous intent towards King Lovi; the evening bell seemed merely a reminder to Lovi. However, when facing Osmandis, the terrifying killing intent seemed to materialize, clearly indicating his determination to behead him.

"Humph!"

Lovi was about to try and persuade him further, but Osmandis couldn't stand it. Hiding behind his best friend and having him plead for him was such a humiliating situation for him as Pharaoh!

He then raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The next moment, the giant Eye of Horus on the wall suddenly opened, and then a dark purple bolt of lightning swept towards King Hassan without any mercy, striking him directly.

However, the terrifying power of this Noble Phantasm, comparable to an A-rank beam cannon, was easily concealed by King Hassan's cloak, leaving him completely unharmed beneath the white smoke.

But Osmandis showed no fear; instead, he roared with fury, "How dare you disregard the sun! Your arrogance is utterly detestable! Today, behold the divine power of the Pharaoh! Right here, I will unleash the sun's radiance to burn you, crawling in darkness, to ashes!!"

At this moment, he was utterly enraged. King Hassan had come uninvited, an unwelcome guest. He had repeatedly ignored him, a man more radiant than the sun. Osmandis had never experienced such provocation before, especially in front of his close friend and Nitocris. It was a blatant trampling of his dignity. So, no matter who this man was, Osmandis was determined to kill this black knight today to demonstrate his authority.

Facing the countless terrifying light cannons shooting out from the Great Temple, King Hassan's tone remained unchanged, and his death-calling voice, which sent chills down one's spine, rang out once more.

"Even the sun's radiance cannot protect you from death. Your power is but a fleeting illusion!"

"—Pharaoh, your time has come! Quickly hand over your head!!"

"Alright! Kuhahahahahahahaha—!! The finest head is right here. If you have the ability, come and take it!!"

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Ugh, I failed the civil service exam interview, boohoo~

So painful, so sad! Waaah~

Chapter 184 Where Did My Head Go?

"Kuha ...

Loud, inhuman laughter echoed through the massive temple, accompanied by the figure on the throne slowly raising his arm. Then came a series of ear-piercing sounds: "Crack! Crack! Crack!" as if something had been activated.

At this moment, Osmandis, sitting on the throne, let out his usual hearty laughter, his eyes filled with fury as he looked down at King Hassan before him. The Eyes of Horus lined up on the walls opened at this moment, their numbers dense and terrifying as they stretched from top to bottom.

"Die! You scoundrels who dare to trespass into the temple, may you be annihilated by the sun's radiance!!"

As Osmandis swung his large hand downwards, the activated Eyes of Horus on the yellowed walls suddenly unleashed blinding purple lightning. Then, one dark purple lightning ball after another appeared in mid-air, like cannonballs, and surrounded King Hassan in the center of the palace, intending to annihilate him. The terrifying lightning storm that rose up illuminated the entire great temple with purple lightning.

"Whoa... What terrifying power! Is this the true power of the Sun King? He's definitely not on the same level as the other Pharaohs..."

Nitocris, who was hiding behind Lovi and acting timidly, was also frightened by the terrifying lightning. Although she had recently regained her confidence as a pharaoh and no longer called Ramses II "Your Majesty the Sun King," she was still astonished and impressed by this overwhelming power.

She was able to wield the powers of Horus, the god of the sky, and Anubis, the god of the underworld, because during her lifetime, she was forced to choose Horus upon ascending to the throne, but she offered her heart to Anubis, which allowed her to use two divine powers in a rare manner. However, Ramses II completely exceeded expectations, or rather, common sense. In his own great temple, he could directly and forcibly use the powers of other gods in the name of Ra's avatar, and he was infinitely close to the highest level of his own spiritual origin. Nitocris could clearly feel this difference in power at this moment.

"...Moses, this level of lightning storm is as if Horus himself has descended. Surely the Sun King can destroy this invader?"

Nitocris, who was holding onto Lovi's arm, couldn't help but ask weakly.

"No, this level of lightning beam cannon won't be enough to destroy Hassan."

Without a second thought, Luo Wei rejected her naive idea. Although Ramses II's beam cannon was very strong, and the sheer number of B+ level and above beam cannons appearing before them could be stacked together to rival an A+ Noble Phantasm, the opponent was definitely not someone who could be eliminated by such a level of power.

"Huh?"

Just as Nitocris was astonished, King Hassan, positioned in the center, faced the endless barrage of lightning without dodging or avoiding it. Instead, he calmly swung his sword, severing the incoming lightning orbs. However, the instant the orbs were severed, the lightning imbued with the power of Horus erupted, unleashing an endless storm of lightning that engulfed King Hassan in a mere moment.

"Hahahaha-!"

Osmandis burst into laughter upon seeing this. He hadn't expected the invader to be so foolish as to use a weapon to block his Noble Phantasm. Confident of victory, he let out a triumphant laugh: "Boxer briefs, boxer briefs, boxer briefs! How dare you attempt to anger the Pharaoh of the divine realm with a human sword! How absurd!!"

"Foolish and ignorant Hassan, then let your death today appease your anger at offending Pharaoh and frightening Moses! Open the Eye of Horus!!"

Even though he was stubborn, Osmandis realized that King Hassan could not be defeated so easily, so he simply pressed his advantage and opened all the Eyes of Horus in the Great Temple to completely cover the area where King Hassan was located.

Sizzle—Crack!

Surrounded by thousands of Eyes of Horus, King Hassan's figure had vanished. His dark form was now shrouded in endless lightning, and only a blurry shadow could be seen faintly. Nitocris, behind him, was also too frightened by the lightning to move and could only find some comfort by clinging tightly to Rowe.

At this moment, Luo Wei paid no attention to Nitocris, who was trembling and clinging to his waist behind him. While he erected a protective shield to block the lightning, he couldn't help but be surprised by Ramses II's strength.

Osmandis truly lived up to his reputation as one of the top three pharaohs; within this pyramid, he was undoubtedly the strongest of the three.

Once inside, he cannot use his Noble Phantasm. He can also stack various attributes and is immortal. When attacked from the outside, his defense against the Purification Sword is as outrageous as Avalon's. Even Ea cannot break through it. He truly deserves to be called the pinnacle of Heroic Spirits.

only……

Lovi glanced at King Hassan amidst the lightning and sensed a faint life force within him, as if he were about to die.

But he knew all too well that if Hassan were so easily killed, he wouldn't be a Grand Master, nor would he be known as the embodiment of death.

But now that things have developed to this point, he can only pray for Osmandis's well-being, and also...

"Nito, where are you touching?"

Lovi felt that Nito's hand had accidentally touched something it shouldn't have, and he couldn't help but feel annoyed.

"Oh, oh... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was too nervous and didn't notice."

Realizing that she had touched the wrong spot, Nitocris blushed and quickly moved up a little.

Meanwhile, the fierce battle on the other side had escalated to a fever pitch.

Because Ramses II was quite confident in his close friend's abilities and believed that Lovi would definitely protect Nitocris, he truly held nothing back, using whatever means were at hand, intending to directly injure King Hassan to death.

In his view, even if King Hassan possessed immense power, surrounded by such a dense and terrifying array of lightning orbs, even the gods of Egypt would be reduced to ashes in despair!

As time ticked by, almost five minutes had passed.

Even as Osmandis slowly tried to sense it, he could no longer detect the life force of King Hassan. So, his tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed, and he arrogantly commented, "In the end, that's all you've got. How boring. Although you do have some ability compared to the other Hassans, a man without light is still a man without light. How can you touch the radiance of the sun?"

"It's just that my best friend is too cautious. Someone like you doesn't need me to take such swift and decisive action, hahaha—!!"

Ramses II's unrestrained laughter echoed once more in the temple.

"Huh? Is it over?"

Noticing the weakening lightning, Nitocris peeked out from behind Lovi and looked at Osmandis, who was beginning to deliver his victory speech on the throne. She exclaimed with admiration, "Truly worthy of being called the strongest Sun King, the strongest Pharaoh in all of Egypt. He was able to easily eliminate even an enemy comparable to Anubis."

"Do you see it? Moses, Nitocris, this is the glory of the Pharaoh!"

At this moment, Osmandis was extremely happy because he had eliminated a worthy enemy, like a general who had just returned victorious and was showing off his victory to his friends.

"Hmm, truly worthy of being called the Sun King, Moses, let's go see... wait?"

Nitocris was about to take Lovi's hand to see Osmandis, but Lovi pulled her back to his side and shook his head with a serious expression.

"Don't go out, this isn't over yet."

At the same time, he couldn't help but feel speechless as he looked at Osmandis laughing.

"..."

This guy's strength is undeniable. If the Fourth Holy Grail War were to be fought between Gilgamesh and him, I would run as far away as possible, as I would have no way to counter him.

However, his weakness is that he is too arrogant, which is like giving King Hassan an anger buff. If King Hassan were really that easy to deal with, he wouldn't be so afraid of him.

And things turned out exactly as expected.

"Snap, snap—!!"

Just as Nitocris was puzzled, a tall figure slowly emerged from the white smoke rising from the center of the temple.

Accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of iron boots scraping against the stone slabs, a tall figure, leaning on his sword, silently stepped out.

really! !

"How is this possible? He's still alive?!"

This scene terrified Nitocris, much to Rowe's surprise.

Osmandis, startled, raised an eyebrow and looked at King Hassan, who emerged unscathed from the thunder. He continued to mock, forcing himself to remain calm: "Hmph, not bad. I admit your ability. You actually managed to emerge from the Pharaoh's punishment! Haha! Quite capable. In that case, try this!"

"—Come forth! My strongest servant! The Sandspinning Sphinx!!"

This time, Ramses II did not continue his antics as he had when testing Lovi.

In just a moment, the enormous sand sphinx that had been lurking above the temple pounced on King Hassan without any hesitation.

It turns out he had already prepared a second solution since the Eye of Horus was useless: to launch a sneak attack using his new Sand Sphinx!

This guy definitely didn't expect to have this trick up his sleeve! And that's the wisdom of the Pharaoh!

Indeed, King Hassan never expected that Ramses II would have so many tricks up his sleeve, or rather, he simply didn't care what methods the other party had, since in his eyes they were all the same, meaningless and futile efforts.

Boom!!

In the brief instant that the massive Sand Sphinx lunged at him, King Hassan's figure vanished into the valley, directly dodging the Sand Sphinx's sneak attack. Then, like a shadow, he silently appeared above the Sand Sphinx's head, only this time, a ghostly blue flame had risen from the ancient, broken black greatsword.

Cymbals!!

With a calm, decisive strike, the head of the Sandshrew was severed like a smooth slice, falling heavily to the ground.

Then, the enormous body collapsed to the ground with a "crash!" like a shelf that had lost its support, shattering into pieces. The eerie blue flames killed all of its parts in a short moment, completely ignoring its immortality and proceeding to kill it.

Soon, the entire magnificent temple of light fell into utter silence once more, with only the sound of iron boots scraping against the stone slabs remaining.

"...Is this...is this really a human being?"

Nitocris was stunned. She hadn't expected it to end so easily. Was this guy really the assassin, Hassan? This power... it was like Anubis himself had been reborn...

"You... Hahaha! Well done!"

On the other side, Osmandis was also dumbfounded. He was shocked by King Hassan's power in killing the scorching sand sphinx with a single sword strike, and he knew in his heart that he had really kicked a hornet's nest this time. However, with Nitocris and his best friend there, he couldn't back down and could only continue to hold on.

"Then I'll grant you a compliment, you lightless one. You are worthy to roam the earth and pay homage to my venerable countenance!!"

Having said that, Osmandis stood up from his throne, looked directly at King Hassan who was approaching below, stepped down from the throne, and slowly walked towards King Hassan.

What's this guy trying to do?

Do you want to die?!

Lovi was completely dumbfounded by Ramses II's actions and immediately tried to dissuade him: "Don't go over there! Osmandis, you can't get near him!!"

“Do not panic, my dear friend, Moses,” Osmandis said confidently, raising his hand. “This man has already proven his strength and glory to me, and is worthy to witness my power! In that case, I will wait and see!”

Osmandisrow was completely dumbfounded as he watched Osmandisrow stride confidently toward King Hassan. He was about to go over and pull him back when Nitocris behind him prevented him from doing so.

“No, Moses, that Hassan is just like Lord Anubis. It would be too dangerous for you to go there,” Nitocris said worriedly.