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"By the way, can we give Nitocris to that woman? I mean, Nitocris?" Morpheus pointed at the unconscious Egyptian pharaoh, which aroused Hassan's vigilance. "Don't be nervous. This is a deal. We need an opportunity to get closer to Ramses II, and this is a good reason."

Hassan the Hundred Faces was silent for a moment, then asked, "What's a good enough reason for us to let our men go?"

Morpheus smiled and spread his hands: "You can't beat us."

It sounded extremely shameless, yet the reason was very reasonable. Hassan Baimao recalled how a group of people were suppressed in an instant and could not even move. He knew in his heart that this group of people was very powerful.

Perhaps, only the old man who is now in charge of the base can truly fight against these guys.

Thinking of this, Hassan Baimao immediately came up with a plan. It was impossible to take the person away by force, so why not ask for some benefits?

"I can release him, but I want a reward. After all, it's a transaction, isn't it?"

"If you encounter danger in the future, I can help you once without affecting our plan to save human civilization. How about that?"

This reward sounds good, but in reality it will be of no use if Morpheus does not keep his promise.

But Hassan knew very well that he had no choice.

It was already very good that Morpheus was willing to make a promise. Even when she couldn't beat the other party and was completely crushed by him, the other party was willing to make a promise. She could think that the other party was very gentlemanly.

So, without any hesitation, she nodded and ordered someone to release the tied-up Nitocris.

At the same time, she warned: "The Lion King has a very powerful force in his hands, comparable to that of a god. If you really want to save humanity and want to be hostile to the Lion King, then you must be careful!"

Chapter 204 The Concept of Death

"Is he so easy to talk to?" Seeing Hassan the Hundred Faces leave, Fujimaru Ritsuka said with some surprise.

Morpheus touched his chin and said, "I have a suspicion that the one serving as Hassan's leader now might be the old man in the mountain."

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Morpheus with some confusion: "Old man in the mountains?"

"Well, do you remember the description of the Champion Heroic Spirits? They are the seven strongest people selected to deal with disasters." Morpheus reminded.

Although he didn't know much about FGO, he knew that the old man in the mountain who was praised to the sky was the leader of Hassan's team and the champion of the Assassin class.

Even if it was a god who had no concept of death, he could still give the other party the concept of death by relying on the power of his Grand Assassin Rank.

"Of course I remember, but why do you mention this?" Ritsuka Fujimaru looked at Morpheus with some confusion. He still didn't understand the connection between Morpheus's mention of the crown and the current incident.

Mashu was stunned at this moment, and then said: "Could it be that the old man in the mountain is one of the crowns?!"

"Well, the Old Man of the Mountain is a Grand Assassin, the strongest among the assassins. These Servants are the protectors of human nature and are at the forefront of protecting humanity. If it really is the Old Man of the Mountain who appears here, then we can directly conclude that Hassan's faction supports us."

Morpheus' words made several people fall into deep thought. After these explanations, Fujimaru Ritsuka finally understood what Morpheus meant.

After a while, she said, "So, our only enemies are Ramses II and the Lion King?"

"Yes, and if my guess is correct, the old man in the mountain is very powerful. If he takes action, he should be able to solve one of these two troubles for us. Judging from the fact that Hassan attacked Nitocris, the old man in the mountain may have already taken action here."

Morpheus said as he untied the ropes that bound Nitocris, then summoned a ball of water and splashed it on her face.

Nitocris was obviously knocked unconscious, so it was easy to wake her up by pouring cold water on her.

As the cold water poured down on her, Nitocris' eyes widened. She screamed, "Who is it?!"

Then, she saw several people looking at her.

"You guys poured water on me?!" Nitocris' eyes widened, and she looked around. "You tied me up and got me out?!"

"No, we rescued you, Pharaoh." Morpheus said with a smile, "Of course, we poured water on you to wake you up. After all, it would be very troublesome to carry someone on your back."

"Do you know who I am?" Nitocris asked in surprise when she heard him called Pharaoh.

"Of course, Your Highness Nitocris, we already knew your identity when we rescued you just now." Morpheus said, pointing to Fujimaru Ritsuka, "Let me introduce you first. This is the Master, a human, and you are a Servant. You should know that there are visitors from the future who come here to save the world, right?"

Nitocris looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka carefully, nodded slightly, and then looked at Morpheus with a puzzled look: "That girl is human, but you are a little strange. You should be human, but you have the characteristics of a Servant..."

"It doesn't matter. I am also a real human being. This is true." Morpheus smiled and gave Mashu a gentle look. Mashu understood and immediately began to introduce herself.

After Mash's formulaic self-introduction, Nitocris finally understood what was going on with these people.

"So you are from Chaldea, those who came here from the future to save humanity. Your story has been told in the Throne of Heroes. If that's the case, then come with me and meet the current ruler of the temple."

Nitocris seemed very generous and didn't act like a superior. Instead, she led the way.

As they walked, Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the pair of long ears on the other person's hair and asked quietly, "Are these rabbit ears?"

Morpheus shook his head: "No, those are dog ears."

Having obviously overheard their conversation, Nitocris turned to look at them angrily: "This is a catalyst to get closer to the god Horus, and has nothing to do with my sleeping posture!"

"Oh, so it's Horus." Morpheus nodded, looking calm and natural, and then complained, "But shouldn't Horus be called an eye or a falcon? I feel like this is closer to Anubis..."

Nitocris's face darkened.

Fujimaru Ritsuka gently pulled Morpheus's hand and whispered, "Stop talking!"

Morpheus smiled slightly and said nothing more.

He was naturally very familiar with Horus, this god. The ornament used to resist the curse was the Eye of Horus.

On the other side, Mashu and others were secretly helpless when they saw that Morpheus was not afraid of angering Nitocris, but they didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, Nitocris's face was only gloomy for a moment, and she quickly recovered.

With Nitocris' guidance, everyone entered the temple without encountering any obstacles. It can be said that entering the temple was as easy as pie.

Then they met the owner of the temple, the pharaoh who now ruled this place, Ramses II.

The man known as the Sun King was sitting in the hall, looking at everyone.

It looks luxurious, but behind this luxury lies death.

Morpheus narrowed his eyes and said to the man who had not yet spoken: "Are you near death?"

The Sun King narrowed his eyes and looked at Morpheus: "What did you see?"

"Of course, I saw death. You are already dead, but the power of the temple helped you to protect your life and prevent you from falling into the pit of death. But all this can only be done within the scope of the temple. Once you leave the scope of this temple, you will die, right?"

Morpheus' words made the Sun King stare at Morpheus for a long time, making Mashu and others break out in cold sweats.

They were not worried that Morpheus would be in danger, mainly because it would be unreasonable if a fight broke out because of his bad mouth.

"You read that right, human. This temple is my kingdom. It is the collection of all the dynasties of Egypt summoned by me. The power of its temple resists death." Sun King Ramses II said, and gently fiddled with his neck with his hand. At that moment, everyone saw a crack on his neck, as if his head was about to fall off.

It was obvious that the opponent's head had been chopped off long ago, but it continued to remain on his neck because of the power of the temple.

"The conceptual power of death. Even with the power of the temple, you can only protect yourself from immediate death here." Morpheus said, revealing an interested look. "Can you let me try? Perhaps I can dispel this power and restore your normal mobility."

Morpheus' words made Ramses II look puzzled. "Oh? Human, why are you helping me? Do you have any request?"

"I simply wanted to test whether my power would be effective against this concept of death. Don't think too much about it."

Morpheus shook his head. This injury was obviously caused by the old man in the mountain relying on his concept of the Grand Assassin. If he could recover from this injury, it would mean that his power was also effective against the Grand Assassin's concept of the ultimate move.

So, with such a good research subject in front of him, Morpheus really wanted to rush up and study the other person's neck carefully.

"Is this the only reason you came to see me?" asked Ramses II.

Morpheus said, "Don't waste time, Pharaoh. Let's talk while I study your injuries."

"You haven't introduced yourselves yet, human!"

"My name is Morpheus, this is Fujimaru Ritsuka, and this is..." Morpheus immediately introduced everyone. After listening to everyone's introduction, Ramses II looked at Morpheus with interest and said, "Are you Morpheus?"

Nitocris, who had been standing nearby, also showed a hint of surprise: "You are Morpheus?!"

Seeing the reactions of the two, Morpheus looked at Medea and said, "It seems I am quite famous."

"If it weren't for your special identity, which resulted in only some vague marks left in many places, then based on what you did, you would definitely be a top-notch hero." Medea said with a smile.

"Medea, the Greek witch." Ramses II looked at Medea, then at Morpheus. "Rumor has it that Medea has a close relationship with a mysterious person, and this mysterious person's name is indeed Morpheus. Now it seems that it is indeed you!"

"But I'm a little curious. My records should be very few, so why do I feel like so many people know about it?"

Ramses II laughed. "Don't underestimate our ability to gather intelligence. We will collect and record even the most bizarre intelligence. Although your records are few and may seem exaggerated, as long as there's supporting evidence, we can see that they're quite true."

He seemed a bit proud when he said this. "For example, Medea, who was by your side, and some of the memoirs of the Argo group also mention you. Although the records are not particularly detailed, by comparing them, we can find a general outline of your situation."

Ramses II touched his neck as he spoke. "So, are you sure you want to start treating my neck? You have to think clearly. I was summoned by the Magic King's men. I am your opponent. The Holy Grail is also in my hands. If you kill me now, the Holy Grail will be yours."

"I don't see that you intend to support the ideas of this era. Just give me the Holy Grail yourself later. Besides, even if I save you, I am confident that I can defeat you again. Since you know what I have done, you should understand that I am not joking."

Morpheus grinned and threatened in the calmest tone.

However, Ramses II laughed at this threat, which could be considered as treasonous.

Of course he knew that the threat from the other party was not just verbal, but he really had the strength. The power of a servant could not match that of a god, and the guy in front of him appeared in the flesh, which meant that the other party was in his prime. According to the information they collected, Morpheus in his prime was a monster that could fight against Typhon!

There are even rumors that Zeus once intended to make him the thirteenth god of Olympus, but was rejected by Morpheus.

Therefore, this is a human being with the level of a main god, and it is even possible that he has reached the same power as Zeus. After all, this person fought with Typhon once and won!

Ramses II didn't see any problem with this kind of person trying to defeat him and steal the Holy Grail.

So, Morpheus' proposal was accepted, and Morpheus treated the other party's neck injury, while Ramses II discussed things like human nature with Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu.

Morpheus studied the wound on Ramses II's neck, the kind of wound shrouded in the concept of death. After exploring it for a while, he curled his lips.

Just like Anti-Dragon Force, they are all abilities stamped by the root, the concept of death, the concept of life, etc. These sound very grand, but are extremely restricted. The universe is the real concept of death, so it should be the death of all things, including the death of the universe.

But it is not included here.

The same goes for the concept of life, which should include the life of the world, but it is not included here either.

But this is not very important, Morpheus has found a way to deal with this fatal force.

Ramses II was known as the Sun King, and this is the Temple of the Sun, but relying on the power of the temple to prevent himself from dying is completely the most wrong thing to do.

The sun god Ra is a very special sun god. He is not eternally shining, but has the characteristics of night.

Day is life and night is death. The process from sunrise to sunset is the process from rebirth to death.

Because of his own identity, Ramses II also possessed the power of the sun god Ra. In fact, the best way was to die once, relying on the concept of death and rebirth to escape from death and be resurrected again, rather than letting the power of death continue to haunt him.

However, Morpheus could not confirm whether the magic of the Type-Moon world could reach this level, or whether the sun god Ra of the Type-Moon world had such power.

Naturally, he did not want Ramses II to die first. After confirming that this method was feasible, he would try other methods.

A simpler and more brutal method!

"Raphael!" With the emergence of the power of Archangel Raphael, abnormalities immediately appeared in the temple covered by the power of the sun god. The archangel spread his wings, and holy light descended from the sky and landed on Ramses II!

The power of the archangel, representing medical skills, descended again and began to suppress the concept of death!

Chapter 205 Death Weakness

The concept of inevitable death is a special force that relies on its roots. Now, under the power of Morpheus Raphael, this force began to be resisted tit for tat and even began to be weakened.

The black mist around Ramses II's neck suddenly condensed into a strange skull shape, but was pierced through with an olive branch by the suddenly materialized phantom of Raphael.

As the emerald healing waves swept across the throne, the sun reliefs embedded in the walls peeled off, revealing the vascular structures underneath with golden-red liquid flowing - the temple itself was releasing the vitality accumulated for thousands of years.

Even if it was just an illusion, it also represented that the vitality of the entire temple was now moving under Raphael's power.

"Interesting..." A unique magic circle pattern appeared on Morpheus' left hand, while the Egyptian ankh symbol danced on the fingertips of his right hand. "The concept of death is being reduced in dimension. Death is not simply lethality, but more like a fundamental deprivation and rewriting, and its limitation is actually probability."

He suddenly bit his fingertip and used his blood to draw the Triple Seal of Solomon in the void. The struggling death runes were immediately compressed into palm-sized black cubes.

The moment the cube fell into the Eye of Horus necklace, Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly saw a dark red light pattern flash across the back of Morpheus' right hand - the pattern was surprisingly similar to the Servant's spiritual base mark.

"Impossible!" Ramses II stood up suddenly, and the throne turned into powder under the stimulation of divine power, and then gathered together because of the power of the temple.

The Sun King clearly felt that the death chains wrapped around his soul core were being devoured by some higher being. "Where on earth did you get the power to rewrite the root?"

The characteristic of certain death began to disintegrate and continuously degraded, weakening from a 100% chance to a 99.9% chance of death.

Then, this 99.9% probability of death changed under Raphael's power, and the probability was accurately reduced to 0.01% of ineffectiveness.

At this moment, the wound on Ramses II's neck healed, and his body, which was originally shrouded in death, also stopped its journey towards death at this moment.

Just like life beginning to sprout in spring, his body revived. This temple was full of the power of life, but even without the blessing of this temple, he could recover from his injuries quickly. After all, he was a heroic spirit, and Raphael's power would also bring a healing effect.

He had never imagined that a human being could possess such powerful magical powers.

Even though the other party left his mark in myths and legends and did many exaggerated things, he could actually collide with the concept of death of the crown and even completely erase the concept of death. This power alone is difficult to explain.

Generally, only true gods can reach this level. Moreover, this power works on the gods themselves, and is not a power that can be given to others.

No, this is even more exaggerated than that of God. This is a direct tampering with the root power. It is like slapping the world in the face and saying, "Who do you think you are? I just move my pen and you change according to my will."