Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality-Chapter 679 - 239 Sacrifice

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Dark tides passed through the curtain of rain, moving in the direction guided by the enigmatic.

Countless insects were washed away by the water on the road, yet the continual replenishment was unceasing.

Only instinct-driven beasts could be more fearless and aggressive than humans; under the summoning of the divine aura, they charged into the rain, one after another.

Centered around Memphis, the heavy rain did nothing to halt their steps within hundreds of miles.

To one side of the dark tide, the waters of the Nile River surged under the rainfall, washing down the soil from both banks.

If it weren’t for this clearly unreasonable weather phenomenon drawing moisture from beneath the earth, Egypt would likely have faced not just heavy rains but a flood.

Of course, the Nine Pillar Gods wouldn’t do such a thing, since under the flood the commoners remained commoners, but the military might not remain the military.

If the deterrent of the surrounding military were gone, these mortals would have probably scattered and fled long ago.

By then, killing them would have become even more difficult.

...

Popping and crackling...

The flames popped and crackled while, on the flat ground, the rudimentary shape of a great city was miraculously being constructed.

The progress of the city’s construction changed almost daily, the efficiency comparable to modern machinery.

Just a few miles from the Hebrews’ settlement, a hundred thousand Egyptian soldiers silently observed from their tents.

The miraculous giant trees shielded them from the wind and rain as well, preventing the stationed soldiers from being drenched like soaked chickens.

Nevertheless, most soldiers still preferred to stay inside their tents, with only a few sentries dispersed in various directions, monitoring the city’s activities every day.

"...hey, talking to you, snap out of it, stop pondering there all the time. There’s just the two of us here, can’t you talk a bit more?"

Casually flipping over his clothes that were drying, Wadi was slightly dissatisfied with his partner.

"There’s nothing complicated about the matters of the All Gods, if you ask me, you just think too much."

"Just look at these Hebrews causing quite a stir, but aren’t they still contained by us here? If that Evil God was as powerful as imagined, we’d probably have been done for long ago."

"And honestly, Senid... those matters of gods and the Pharaoh, what have they got to do with us? These people just want to leave, so let them go."

"—Cough, cough, keep it down!"

After coughing twice, startled by his partner’s audacious words, Senid snapped back to reality.

He glared at Wadi, as if such words could be spoken so carelessly. Find more to read on novelbuddy

"It’s fine, there’s no one else here. In this atrocious weather, anyone remotely important is holed up in their tents. It’s just us two dispatched here to keep an eye on those Hebrews."

Indifferently, Wadi shrugged and added some more wood to the fire.

It was almost humorous; the firewood now had to be dried by fire before use, something Wadi would have previously considered a joke.

But now, even though there’s no physics or chemistry in Egypt, Wadi still felt he was learning something new.

In the typically dry land of Egypt, this was indeed a rare experience.

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"...truthfully, I don’t think we need to be here; those Sin People wouldn’t dare come out."

"We are merely sentries; there are tens of thousands more behind us—do you realize how many tens of thousands are? It’s an endless sight. It’s said that if it weren’t near Memphis, mobilizing such a large army would require several times more slaves to transport supplies, and the entire strength of Egypt would need to be mobilized."

"Err, off-topic again—Senid, what I’m saying isn’t wrong, is it, these issues truly don’t concern us much. The gods and the Pharaoh need to consider big matters, but how much do those big matters really involve us?"

"If they win, it’s just a meal, maybe some extra cash, which I might receive only if I live til then. If they lose, it’s merely the Hebrews successfully leaving. Even if they suddenly decided to unite Egypt, then we would just serve under a new ruler."

"But at least for now, you’re not a slave," frowning slightly, Senid felt his partner’s thoughts were indeed dangerous: "Did you see those Hebrews, would you want to be like them?"

"...of course not."

Gently shaking his head, Wadi then scoffed coldly: "They really do have a miserable life, working from birth till death. But Senid, believe it or not... "

"Although they are slaves, those among them of higher status probably live much better than we do. If it really came to that day, I might at least be an experienced soldier; they might even let me lead a team to manage other ’slaves’."

"Besides, there’s no need to think too much, the two of us cannot influence the outcome of the war. Egypt has an unimaginable population, it won’t miss one with or without me. At a crucial time, the All Gods would protect us, after all, this war is being conducted under their will."

"As for me, I’d better live a few more days."

"..."

As Wadi’s words faded, Senid found himself momentarily speechless.

He didn’t think his partner was right, just that being dispatched here with no rotation, he felt somewhat resentful inside.

Egypt so vast, indeed didn’t lack two soldiers sent here... but if everyone thought this way, then who would be left to fight the war?

Under the reign of Pharaoh Ramses II, the Egyptians in the Nile River Basin had undoubtedly become the undisputed masters. No matter how one looked at it, this was a great era.