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"Communications with Chaldea are very unstable. I think Dr. Roman should already be working on a solution."

"After all, this is a singularity with an EX-level human foundation value, so it's natural for this situation to occur!" said Ritsuka Fujimaru. Several people were now advancing in the sandstorm and finally succeeded in hiding under the bones.

This bone is heavy enough and has enough space, just like a small house, protecting everyone underneath.

The foundation value of human nature is a numerical value used to judge the deviation from human nature. The higher the level, the greater the deviation from human nature. This place this time has reached the EX level. It is no longer equivalent to any period of history. It is like a fantasy world.

Contact with Chaldea is also a must. If the existence of Chaldea's expatriates cannot be guaranteed by communication, then in this special form of time travel, Fujimaru Ritsuka's traces in the future may be erased, making him unable to return.

But Morpheus has no problem with this. He is special and is not affected by this.

Mashu also said: "Master, you are right. Let's do our best to see what is going on here. At least the soul transfer was successful. We were supposed to reach the Middle East in the 13th century, but now we are in a desert. Is this what Jerusalem looks like in this era?"

Just as everyone was communicating, Fu Fu suddenly became alert, and Morpheus also opened his eyes and looked into the distance. Under the sandstorm, something was approaching.

It's not a living thing, but a puppet!

"It's a puppet creature, it looks like a magic golem, but its prototype should be a knight." Medea's eyes flashed with purple light. Her eyes penetrated the sandstorm and looked at the approaching person walking in the strong wind.

These people obviously discovered something unusual here, so they came to investigate. The most important thing is that these guys launched an attack the moment they saw everyone, without hesitation, as if they had regarded them as mortal enemies the moment they met.

Endless magic arrows emerged from behind Medea, and thousands of arrows flew out, continuously bombarding these puppets. Without any surprise, these armored puppets were instantly killed by the magic arrows summoned by Medea, and they fell on the earth forever.

Fujimaru Ritsuka pondered and said, "Why are all the enemies wearing armor? If they are puppets, then the guy who summoned them is also a knight?"

Just as everyone was analyzing what they had just encountered, another strange object approached.

It was a gigantic monster, possessing power even beyond that of a dragon, named the Sphinx!

Facing such a powerful opponent, Morpheus condensed a spear flashing with lightning in his right hand, and then threw the lightning spear directly out.

"boom!"

Without any surprise, the powerful lightning spear penetrated the Sphinx's defense and killed the huge monster directly. Its huge body fell and smashed on the ground, becoming a wall, blocking everyone in front and isolating the wind and sand.

Morpheus's attack just now was based on the contents recorded in the Book of Morpheus, and it was a lightning spear condensed by the power of Zeus.

Although there was no preparation and no reinforcement, this lightning spear also possessed extremely powerful force. Even though the Sphinx possessed an extremely strong body and magic power, it was still killed by this blow.

However, this killing is not real death, or it is not real death.

"It always feels a little strange, as if it is still alive." Mashu touched the Sphinx's body with some confusion. Its wounds had healed, but it was still not alive.

"The power is gathering and recovering. Once it's almost fully recovered, it can be resurrected again." Morpheus said with a puzzled look. "One in front, one behind, and in different directions. It seems the Knight Puppet and the Sphinx are not from the same faction."

"Should we leave first? If the Sphinx is resurrected, it will be too troublesome to fight again." Mashu said.

After she finished speaking, she looked around in distress, "But now we can't contact Chaldea, and there's a raging sandstorm all around us. I don't know where to go."

"This is very simple, just a little divination will be enough." Morpheus said, and the scepter in his hand fell to the ground after he let go.

Looking at the direction the scepter was pointing, Morpheus said, "Let's go over there. We might be able to get some information, or even directly obtain the key props for this operation."

"Is this considered divination?!" Ritsuka Fujimaru asked in surprise as he watched the scene.

She originally thought that the divination Morpheus was talking about involved using copper coins, or relying on special astrology.

Finally, Morpheus shook his head and said, "There's no need to go to all that trouble. My scepter is a spiritual object, and we're just looking for a way. In that case, a simple divination will suffice. Relying on falling wood to find the direction is a form of divination that contains mystical meaning."

Medea laughed at this time: "We can indeed go that way. Although it's very faint, I can feel the moisture in that place. The moisture is coming from there. There may be a water source there. The presence of a water source means there are inhabited areas!"

Loli Jack also sniffed and nodded, agreeing with this statement.

So, in the midst of the wind and sand, everyone came out of the shelter and began to move in the direction pointed by Morpheus.

Moreover, perhaps because he knew there was a water source, Fujimaru Ritsuka seemed very happy: "I'm definitely going to have a good drink!"

When Morpheus heard this, he turned around and asked, "Are you thirsty?"

"Yes, of course I'm thirsty!" Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded. "It's natural to feel thirsty in this kind of environment!"

"You could have just said, 'I can give you some milk.'" Morpheus laughed. "After all, my Noble Phantasm has the power to produce unlimited milk."

Hearing this, Fujimaru Ritsuka was stunned, and then showed an embarrassed expression.

All the Noble Phantasms that Morpheus possessed were recorded, how could he have forgotten them?!

If I had asked Morpheus for help, I could have drunk fresh milk, which would be much more comfortable than drinking water!

Finally, I forgot about it!!!

"That's okay. Let's drink it after we get to our destination." Morpheus smiled but didn't laugh at the other person.

Chapter 203: The Hundred Faces of Hassan

The city hidden in the desert is a city with obvious ancient Egyptian characteristics.

And around that city are a large number of sphinxes!

There are more than twenty Sphinxes, powerful creatures that can fight against top-level fantasy dragons, and they actually exist in plural numbers here!

However, these Sphinxes naturally could not stop Morpheus and his group. They didn't even notice Morpheus and his group before they approached the city.

Or rather, the temple.

Before he got close, Morpheus had already felt the power surrounding the city. It was the power of the barrier, a power that enveloped the entire city.

"It seems this is one of the forces in this singularity, and it's clearly Egyptian," Morpheus smiled. "It's also surrounded by a barrier. The barrier's power is to protect this place. So, the Sphinx we encountered back then must have belonged to this force."

"I can feel the power here is very strong. If what you said is true, then this place contains the breath of the Age of Gods." Medea smiled. Her power allowed her to see through most of the things here in an instant.

The power reached the level of the Age of Gods, which surprised Fujimaru Ritsuka and others. However, after thinking about the appearance of the Sphinx, they felt that this was a matter of course.

Such powerful monsters have appeared, so it is normal that this place has the power of the Age of Gods.

"This world is too peculiar. Even here, communication hasn't been restored yet. Maybe we need to go inside." Mashu said to the few people, but her expression didn't show any anxiety.

"Someone... is coming..." Jack Loli suddenly whispered, hiding in the shadow of Fujimaru Ritsuka. She was like an assassin, ready to give her opponent a fatal blow at any time.

Almost at the same time, Black Joan of Arc had already grasped her weapon. Her expression was obviously excited. She looked ahead, waiting for the enemy to appear.

Unlike Joan of Arc, Black Joan of Arc is always easily excited and really enjoys fighting with others.

Although Joan of Arc also likes to compete with others, perhaps because of Gilles, this characteristic has been inexplicably magnified.

This also makes Black Joan of Arc seem more belligerent than Joan of Arc.

So, facing the attacking enemy at this moment, she seemed eager to try.

Mashu was also ready for battle. She placed her shield in front of her, blocking Fujimaru Ritsuka, ready to protect her Master at any time.

Ritsuka Fujimaru has already grasped the hilt of the sword. If necessary, she will draw out Ame no Murakumo at the first opportunity to put herself in a state ready to fight.

As for Medea, although she seemed unprepared, Morpheus knew that the magic spells hidden around Medea had been activated. As long as Medea wanted, she could instantly build a small temple and then bomb the target.

It can be said that people who have not yet been determined to be enemies or friends have not yet truly appeared in the eyes of everyone. The group of people here are ready to fight at any time. If the person who comes is really an enemy, then they can definitely give the other party a big surprise.

What appeared before everyone were assassins wearing skull masks and cloaks, but the moment they appeared, they were suppressed by an extremely powerful force, making their assassination instantly ineffective.

The impenetrable defense and the powerful force that made it almost impossible for people to get up pressed down on the attacker like a mountain.

After removing the other person's mask, a woman's face was revealed, with thick lips, which made people suspect that this person had black ancestry.

"Hassan of a Hundred Faces?" Morpheus looked at the man and asked in a low voice.

The woman's eyes changed, revealing a look of surprise and doubt: "How do you know who I am?"

"Nothing, I just happened to know." Morpheus smiled and looked around. "I don't know what the relationship is between the Old Man of the Mountain and Egypt. So, just like that Egyptian force, you also belong to an independent force, right?"

Hassan the Hundred Faces said nothing, but just looked at everyone.

Morpheus looked at the group of people around him who were suppressed by his powerful magic and unable to move. He did not kill them. He did this only to obtain information.

"Well, food... You went to the city to steal food. No, you not only stole food, but also people." Morpheus looked at the unconscious woman. The woman was obviously full of Egyptian royal aura, which made Morpheus curious about her identity.

It was obvious that this unconscious woman was a Servant.

Hassan Baimao glanced at the group of people she suddenly met. Each of them looked like someone from the Holy City, but their clothes were a little different, which made her a little unsure which force these people belonged to.

Moreover, these guys were very powerful. He was suppressed by them and had no power to resist. He couldn't even get up. He could only try hard to prevent himself from being pressed to the ground.

Just as she was wondering, the man who had been talking to her suddenly spoke again: "Let me introduce myself. My name is Morpheus. We are not from this world, or rather, we are not from this time. We are from the future. Can you understand that?"

Hassan Baimao nodded slightly. She found it difficult to nod.

"I'm glad you understand. This era is facing a huge crisis, one that could even threaten the entirety of human history. So, we're here to resolve this issue. In this regard, we shouldn't be in opposition, right?"

Morpheus smiled and continued.

While he was saying these words, he was observing Hassan's eyes, trying to find any flaws in them.

But there was no flaw. Apart from being surprised by his identity, the other party did not react much to the following words.

This also made Morpheus slightly more certain that this Hassan of a Hundred Faces, or the forces behind him, should not be a force hostile to him, and this group of people are also working hard to return history to normal.

Therefore, the forces of Hassan Baimao should be allies.

"I see you're carrying provisions. Are you short of food?" Morpheus asked again. Like a shrewd businessman, he used his eyes to search for anything that could be used to gain benefits. "Let's make a deal. Give us some intelligence, and we'll provide you with food."

"Food?!" Hassan the Hundred Faces looked at the young man in front of him and asked, "What information do you want?"

"Let's be frank. We come from the future and know very little about this place. To save the future of humanity, we naturally need to know as much as possible about the current situation. So the more details you can give, the better."

"No problem, but I want to know, what kind of food will you give us?"

Morpheus smiled and took out his treasure, Hestia's clay pot. This thing containing powerful magic shocked Hassan the Hundred Faces as soon as it appeared.

This is actually a Noble Phantasm, and it looks like it’s of the highest standard!

"It's full of milk. I can provide you with enough milk. It's nutritious. Although it won't stay fresh for too long, it should be enough for your people to have a good meal in a short period of time, right?" Morpheus said, and thought for a moment. "Or, I can go to your place and give you a good meal of milk."

After that, he added, "Of course, you will be allowed to take some milk back this time, as long as you can fit it in."

Hassan the Hundred Faces hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay!"

Food is a very important thing now. If there is not enough food, we will probably fall into hunger hell.

Moreover, the man in front of him seemed to be unaware of many things. Although he could not truly trust him, it would still be a good deal if he could exchange some common intelligence for supplies.

So, Hassan Baimao quickly explained the current situation to everyone.

After listening to Hassan the Hundred Faces' words, Morpheus frowned and looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka. The situation in this place was somewhat beyond their expectations.

"So, Goetia gave the Holy Grail to a guy and told him to summon servants to cause trouble. The servants he summoned killed him and stole the Holy Grail. That guy is the current Egyptian power, and the one who was summoned was Ramses II?"

Morpheus said, looking at the unconscious woman with purple hair and obvious werewolf features, and frowned: "Could she be a pharaoh too?"

Hassan the Hundred Faces nodded.

"Could it be Nitocris?"

He didn't even need to look at Hassan the Hundred's Face's reaction, he was sure that he had guessed right.

The queen of the Sixth Dynasty of Ancient Egypt, the female Pharaoh Nitocris, was actually knocked unconscious and brought out by Hassan the Hundred Faces?

This is too embarrassing!

Although the queen's reign was only two years, it was also very short.

"I don't know what Ramses II's attitude is right now..."

Morpheus muttered and rubbed the corners of his eyes. Although Ramses II was summoned by the person chosen by Goetia, the one in charge now was not that guy, but Ramses II. The other party was obviously able to communicate, so it was necessary to ask the other party what he thought.

After all, the Holy Grail is still in that guy's hands.

If this guy doesn't agree to cooperate, it won't be too late to have another fight then.

Besides this, there is another troublesome force.

"Over in the Holy City, are there the Knights of the Round Table?" This news surprised Morpheus even more than Ramses II killing his own master.

"The Holy City will conduct a holy selection. Those who are chosen can enter the city and enjoy a good life, while those who are not chosen will be killed on the spot?!"

This is definitely not something that the Knight King Artoria that Morpheus knows would do. This is completely contrary to Artoria's character. Even if the Knight King would choose to sacrifice innocent people for victory, it would definitely not be like this.

Morpheus had a feeling that something was very strange in the Holy City. The Knight King of the Round Table who called himself the Lion King might not be the Artoria he knew. Maybe this was the murderer who caused the place to become so abnormal now!

Therefore, even if you get the Holy Grail, you may still have to go to the Holy City and get rid of the Lion King.

Morpheus thought about it and smiled politely at Hassan the Hundred Faces. "Thank you very much for your information. It is of great use to me. I will keep my promise and give you enough milk as long as you can hold it."

After that, he continued, "I know you can't completely trust me yet, but if I have the chance in the future, I will go to your base and provide you with enough milk."

Hassan the Hundred Faces didn't say anything. As Morpheus' magic was recovered, the power that suppressed them had long disappeared. At this time, he was holding a container to fill with milk.

The group of people couldn't help but show surprise and envy at this strange treasure that could produce milk continuously.