Yahweh doesn't want to talk

But, Buddha - Sakyamuni.

The only one in the Type-Moon system who can compete with Kang Hao as Yahweh.

In terms of expressiveness, Kang can create countless infinitely expanding physical universes with just one thought, and Sakyamuni can do the same.

The entire universe is the Buddha's kingdom, also known as the Three Thousand Great Thousand Worlds.

The Milky Way is the Three Thousand Worlds. Thousands of Three Thousand Worlds make up the Three Thousand Great Worlds, and thousands of Three Thousand Great Worlds make up the Three Thousand Great Thousand Worlds.

Moreover, this strength is based on the basic setting, and is also due to the living environment of a certain mushroom, the creator of the Type-Moon system.

Unless Mushroom changes his nationality one day, the only ones who can compete with each other are each other.

At the same time, the enlightened person under the Bodhi tree also noticed Kang Hao's gaze.

As their eyes met, Shakyamuni clasped his hands together and nodded slightly as a greeting, then left this universe.

"Buddha" will never intervene in the decline of mankind. In his eyes, this is just a larger fluctuation.

But Kang Hao’s existence is different. It is something that can no longer be described as a change.

Although it was impossible to confirm Kang Hao's true intentions, Shakyamuni decided to give the other party more "humanity".

The reason why the other party was able to bring Moses' mother was even simpler. Neither the omniscient and omnipotent person nor Kang cared.

After all, if they really cared, people like Teacher Qiao wouldn't appear among the Heroic Spirits.

Every one of these people is a true Christian saint and their souls should go to heaven.

"Really..." Moses hesitated for a moment.

It seems that there is a certain existence who is not afraid of the power of the omniscient and omnipotent, but after all, his two mothers are just ordinary women. How can they hinder the pace of the Creator?

Is it really because he is tired of playing as God said, or is it something else?

Looking at Kang Hao leaning against the pillar of the palace, Moses said thoughtfully: "I was wondering before, those naive mortals believed that you would give them your youngest son or part of yourself to wash away their original sin with blood. Is it really you?"

"The rainbow hanging in the sky and the clouds also confirmed the promise that appeared after everything was cleansed, but you never forgave it."

Kang Hao's gaze still remained on the place where the Bodhi tree disappeared, the center of the Milky Way, and he asked casually: "What about now?"

"what about now?"

Hearing the question from the omniscient and omnipotent, Moses's originally confident look actually wavered a little: "Now... I'm not sure..."

"Who knows."

As far as the atmosphere is concerned, the interior of the pyramid is quite awkward.

Because during the duel, Fujimaru Ritsuka discovered a problem---the head of Ramses II might be alive.

This situation inevitably made Fujimaru Ritsuka think, since the head can be separated, what about the other limbs?

As for Aoko, Yakumo and Zaodiren, who already knew about it, that was another mental state. Especially now that the theme was playing cards, it was easier for people to associate it with something.

The voice of the creator immediately sounded in the team channel: "Could it be that this skill of limb separation is passed down from generation to generation by the Egyptian royal family, or even across the universe???"

Volume 3: The Sacred Round Table Field Where Transmigrants Fight: Chapter 73: Unfinished Great Deeds

While everyone was complaining crazily in the team channel, the sun god on earth, the Pharaoh, was just casually fixing some of his constantly moving heads as if no one was around.

Then the trace of division began to fade rapidly, which was proof that the Pharaoh's wound was healing under the blessing of the temple.

Unlike other civilizations that expected to ascend to godhood after death, the rulers of ancient Egyptian civilization did not care about the afterlife and did not intend to spend the world constructing myths.

Compared to ascending to the Kingdom of God after death, they are more eager to stay, resurrect, and rule this world for a long time or even forever.

It can be said that the concept of resurrection runs through Egyptian mythology, and was later used again by monotheism.

However, Egypt now considers itself to be part of the Arab world from top to bottom. It can be said that it has become Yahweh-shaped from the inside out, so naturally no one wants any copyright fees.

Even if there were, it would just be more burning racks.

And because the setting based on the true civilization mythology provides the most powerful protection for the Pharaoh

It can be said that if his magic power is sufficient, his spiritual foundation will be continuously repaired as long as it is not completely destroyed in one blow.

Because this is the immortality derived from the 'concept' level of civilization.

But later, perhaps he felt that there was something wrong with the fixed angle of his straight neck, or that the authority held by the angel of death came from the grace of the Lord of Hosts. The "resurrection" that was basically based on civilization was still difficult to eliminate in a short time.

So he turned his neck slightly again, and even put his hands on his head and chin.

Press and adjust.

Attempt to make appropriate repairs by external force.

Until the very end, with his hands still stroking his neck, and after confirming that there were no more wounds, the Pharaoh looked at the pairs of eyes below again.

Ramses II coughed lightly and said, "Hmm.

So embarrassing...

It was not until a moment later that Ramses II raised his hand slightly as if giving an order.

The next moment, Fujiwan Ritsuka and others felt that there were some strange things on their bodies.

"cough cough"

“I said I would not take advantage of anyone, so let’s do this.

"People of the Glimmer of Light, you now have control over part of this kingdom of the gods. Feel honored."

"Then use this to dedicate your miracle to the sun on this earth." Finally, Ramses II laughed. He grinned, and although he didn't seem to be mocking, his tone inexplicably made people feel uncomfortable.

As the Pharaoh was explaining, Fujimaru Ritsuka had already realized that the temple seemed to have some kind of control at this moment.

"The Pharaoh is the sun on earth. All people on earth will equally receive the gift of the Sun God, so you should use this grace to create your miracles."

This magnificent temple was derived from the Egyptian kingdom of gods. It was a space that only the Pharaoh could control, and now it was built to demonstrate his own fairness.

That’s right, just to demonstrate the fairness of the great king, he took the initiative to hand over the control of the inner space of the pyramid to himself.

"What kind of dreams and miracles can you create in your short life?"

"In the name of the Three Mythical Gods, in the name of Ra, Osiris, and Set, in the name of me, Ramses II, build, create, and rule as you please."

"I can wait here." Finally, the Pharaoh still clasped his hands across his chest, showing the spirit of a great king who will go down in history.

This is the so-called afterglow of the powerful.

On the steps below him, three monsters were offered as sacrifices, including the god Osiris and the god God Soldier, who looked almost the same as Atum and the righteous Hippocampus, or they were travelers who had traveled through time and space into their bodies, and remained silent throughout.

Their choice of interests needs to measure the level of Fujimaru Ritsuka. After all, the so-called destiny determines the crown - it is the epic history of mankind.

In order to achieve victory as determined by the system, as a human being, Fujimaru Ritsuka's existence is irreplaceable.

But the problem is that Type-Moon is too big, and they must have some understanding of it in advance.

If it was Fujimaru Ritsuka who was wielded by the kodachi, then there would be no need to think about winning and sharing the benefits. It would be better to just run away hand in hand - to cut the loss.

However, the next moment, the calm Pharaoh noticed something was wrong.

Because it seemed that his feet were not on the floor of the temple, but on the water.

So fast?!

Just as Pharaoh looked subconsciously, he saw.

In the distance, a giant dragon covered with skeletons was pierced by a golden spear and nailed to the ground.

In front of the magnificent city of Rome, the tricolor sword of the Hun king and a dagger filled with the power of the god of war were crossed on the battlefield.

And beneath the water surface beneath your feet, in the depths of the quiet ocean, deeper than the abyss, a golden trident lies in the silent ruins of the evil god.

In the steamy foggy city are the remains of the gods of life, love, wisdom and courage.

In the endless cornfield, where the past and the future intersect, countless ancient warriors and the gods of the poor people who were abandoned and invaded the land on the battlefield full of sparks and mechanical creatures fell there.

Just as the one standing above the palace was not a real god, but merely a game projection summoned by playing cards, the same is true for these.

That was the journey that Fujimaru Ritsuka had been on so far, a world that had shifted under the influence of the time travelers.

Ramses II looked around again, as if trying to reflect the surrounding scene into his mind.

Only after this did he confirm certain things.

"I see. Is this your 'heart image' your miracle?"

"On the journey of restoring human principles, everything will eventually be forgotten by others. After human principles are completely restored, the distorted history will be completely cleared and no one will remember what happened.

"So you feel resigned?"

Just saying this, Ramses looked up with some doubt.

What he saw was no longer the towering top of the temple, but a sky of blue sky and white clouds. There was a door that had not been built.

This was not a miracle created by Ritsuka Fujimaru alone, but a great feat that the Chaldeans had jointly built, a feat that they had never known about and had not yet completed.

----Walk with God.

"Then I'll be polite, Pharaoh Ramses."

"We unite!!!"

As Aoko covered her face with her hands in silence, Yakumo Yume and the Maker took out a magnetic card that was obviously no longer usable, and put their fingers together in the pose of their brief fusion in Dragon Ball.

Then after the light faded, a Kamen Rider with the head of Ultraman Zero, wearing purple Oma Zi-O armor and holding a Japanese sword appeared on the coast of Rome.

"One-time Kamen Rider!!----Zero is here"

Volume 3: The Sacred Round Table Realm of the Transcendental Melee: Chapter 74: The Fallen Sun, the Fallen Earth, and the Eternal Sky

When you ascend the throne --- what lies before you is the culmination of the tokusatsu soul of all times, inheriting the past, present, and future.

When the crown is worn----This is an absolute existence that combines the power of Kamen Rider and the Giant of Light.

At the time of coronation-----looking up at the throne that transcends time and space, this is the king who is both the devil and the hero! ! ! !

Congratulations! Ultimate Seam Zero.

A golden halo hovered over the body of Sewn Cero.

Then more light appeared around, and a huge dark golden Roman watch appeared behind Sewn Cero.

Heroes from three eras, Showa, Heisei and Reiwa, emerged from the huge dial outline against the mixed flow of space.

but.

"At this moment, open the cover card! ----The Scales of Anubis!"

"The moment this cover card is opened, all chain summons and hearts heavier than feathers on the opponent's field will be sent to the curtain." President Kaiba didn't care about the mixed coalition from the special effects system, but directly released a trap card.

A huge golden scale was formed from the quicksand of the desert. The golden light penetrated through the chests of all the heroes without any explanation. Then countless objects that should be hearts appeared on one side of the scale, but were thrown away by the holy feathers the next moment and returned to where the heroes were.

Feathers are too heavy.

"Way??!!!" President Kaiba looked at the balance disappearing in the rolling yellow sand in confusion.

"What are you thinking? Whether this ridiculous race of Ultraman has a heart is another matter. But the hearts of these special effects guys are going to be heavier than feathers!"

Yugi Muto on the side was speechless as he directed the divine dragon to spit out purple lightning from the mouth of the smaller dragon: "At this moment I activate Osiris' special ability - Lightning Bullet!!!"

"Disappear in the roar of the gods! Heroes!!!"

Countless thunders were released from the mouth of the red divine dragon, locking onto destruction. That was the divine power of the sky.

Many heroes fell under the purple lightning in the sky at just the first moment.

This is not their world after all, and the other side has the bonus of local mythology, but even so, there are still a few tenacious figures who break through the encirclement of thunder.

The giant that was said to be the fastest and strongest actually transformed into a size as tall as the God Warrior, wielding a lightsaber that seemed to extend to the end of the sky and a pitch-black weeper, and challenged the god of destruction.

The Son of the Sun, who is one with his brothers, and the Marshal of Fruit, who is born under the sun, join forces to challenge the glory of the Sun God.

The infinitely stacked cards of the Three Heroes of Miracles and the Emperor's Knight flew rapidly in the sky, chasing the trajectory of the God of the Sky.

But gods are gods after all, even if this is just a game.

Then the hero began to be overwhelmed.

But at this moment, Cerro Sero jumped up, and joined the crusade against the gods amid the sound of magnificent clocks.

Under the sky that turned into a prairie fire, countless duel monsters that were familiar to the card players attacked Matthew and others, and for a while the whole place became a battlefield.