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Before anyone could question him, Ozymandias quickly pushed his head back with lightning speed.

"Well, your head just now..." Charlotte had already held the sword that had materialized in his hand. He looked at Ozymandias and asked. "Undead?"

"No."

"Demigod mummy?"

"Didn't you see that this king is standing here properly!"

"Vampire? Lich? Flesh Lich?"

"...enough, you humble mortal—"

Ozymandias roared with a dark face, then recovered, and quickly covered up. "After the journey is exhausting, it is inevitable to make mistakes. Although it is disrespectful, but as a king, Yu should also forgive your transgressions and offenses with a broad mind."

"There's nothing wrong with Yu's head, Yu—"

Click.

The head and neck again present two intersecting parallel lines.

Ozymandias silently pushed his head back again, his expression was like the calm before the storm.

Of course, he still saw the group of people below, silent as if he hadn't seen anything.

"Nitocris." Ozymandias turned his head and shouted at Nitocris. "I can't get enough energy, I want to move my body first, and call out all the fire elves who can disperse sleepiness." After speaking, he turned back with a dark face, and stared at Charlotte in the group below.

"Then let's get started, especially you, mortal." He stared at Charlotte with a rather unfriendly look.

"Is this venting anger?" Gu Dazi asked in a murmur.

Charlotte took a step forward, raised the blade in his hand and said, "Most undead creatures are unreasonable and rational, and most of them are immersed in the obsessions of their lives. It's not surprising."

"Come on, mortal—use your performance to bring Yu some fun."

Ozymandias sat back on the throne and waved his hand, while Nitocris raised the eagle-headed scepter in his hand.

In an instant, flames filled the entire hall, and then these flames converged to form humanoid creatures that were burning with flames, like girls.

"Be careful, it's Ifrita, the fire elf in Arabic mythology." Da Vinci said hastily. "The temperature of those flames..."

Clang~!

Before Da Vinci could finish speaking, the crisp sound of swords echoed in the temple.

Immediately, the dazzling sword light was ups and downs, like a tsunami, rolling waves, turbulent, tumbling, weaving countless "waves" derived from sword energy, and slapped towards those flame elves who looked like petite girls 'Go down.

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In this piece of sword light that was heavy after heavy, like a big wave hitting the shore, these Ifritas who had just been summoned made a sharp cry, like a young girl in her twenties screaming.

However, the sword wielder didn't feel any pity. Under the intertwined layers of sword light, an Ifrita was instantly dismembered and shattered, strangled by countless sword qi and turned into sparks scattered in the air.

The death of this Ifrita immediately stimulated the rest of the flame elves. Strong flames exploded from their bodies, forming violent explosions and shock waves, and headed towards the oncoming 'wave' of sword energy.

A bang.

Under the cooperation of the three Ifrita heads, this layer of 'waves' was forcibly blown up to disintegrate and die, and the raging flames turned into waves of fire and rushed towards Charlotte.And these Ifrita also merged into the flames, and attacked Charlotte together.

Sharp claws protruded from the flames, and along with the oncoming fire waves, Ifrita launched a fierce attack.

However, I saw that the sword style in Charlotte's hand changed, from the original turbulent sea to a breeze blowing on the face.The sword in his hand even swayed layers of sword light surrounding his side, deftly dividing and chopping the engulfing flames, and blocked Ifrita's attack in an unchanging manner.

Let the flames blaze, but they can't get close to Charlotte, and even the roiling heat waves are blocked.

At this moment, Gudazi and the others, who had seen Ozymandias suddenly move their hands and planned to fight, saw Charlotte beheading an Ifrita with a sword, and then defended the rest of the Ifrita with sword skills. The scene where the tower counterattacked without losing the wind suddenly stopped the movement of his hands.

"Excellent." People like Skaha, who are already superb in martial arts, looked at this moment with burning eyes, not to mention admiration.

"not bad."

On the other hand, Ozymandias, who was sitting on the throne, looked slightly surprised, and then commented in an arrogant tone. He immediately grabbed the scepter that represented his pharaoh status, and summoned it into his hand.

"Brilliant performance, but too fragile."

With a finger of the scepter, a scorching light emerged from the top of the temple, covering it like the scorching heat and heat that put one in the scorching sun.

Then, the light came, and a golden light beam swept down from above, and more intense and dazzling light and flames detonated where it passed. In one encounter, Charlotte and the three-headed Ifrita were placed together. under attack.

bang.

The glare and flames instantly covered Charlotte's figure, as if at this moment, she was turned into flying ash by the blow of the light beam, and all she could see was a white blazing light.

"You." Covering the light with his arms, Gu Dazi saw Charlotte's figure being submerged in the strong light, his expression froze for a moment, and then he became angry with Ozymandias' attitude and style of arbitrarily taking the lives of others Unforgivable up.

But just when she was about to yell at the pharaoh, Scathach stopped her by speaking.

'Master, it's not over yet, that brat won't be finished so easily. ' she said. 'And...it's so wonderful, no, it's a swordsmanship that can be called a magic skill. '

Before Gudazi understood what Skaha meant, another change occurred in the temple.

The white blazing light disappeared instantly at this moment, and only Charlotte, holding a long sword, stood on the spot, and above his blade, a circle of thick black air engulfed him and his sword together. live.

As for the Ifrita that besieged him just now, none of them were seen, apparently killed instantly under the bombardment of the light beam summoned by Ozymandias just now.

"Was it a treasure just now?" Da Vinci suddenly asked Scathach at this moment.

"Yes, although it only liberated a small part of the power, it is indeed a Noble Phantasm." Scathach nodded and replied. "Judging from the light beam just now, full power is at least an A-level anti-army treasure."

"Then how did he block it unscathed?" Da Vinci glanced at Charlotte who was surrounded by a black circle of light in surprise. "This unscientific."

"Although it's incredible..." Skaha said in a surprised tone. "But he blocked that pharaoh's treasure with pure swordsmanship, just like Li Shuwen's Liuhe big gun, the skill of touching the realm of the gods with his own body."

Of course, not only people here were surprised that Charlotte was unscathed.

Ozymandias, who was sitting on the throne, was full of surprise at the moment, stood up suddenly, and looked down at Charlotte, but he didn't have the condescending attitude he had at the beginning.

"Interesting and interesting, how did you block the light from Yu?"

But Charlotte didn't pay attention to him, instead he held the sword in his hand horizontally in front of him, whispering in his mouth: "Light, blind eyes, no sky, no fingers..."

In the black circle surrounding him, a halo suddenly appeared, and the next moment, the black air circle suddenly reversed into a bright golden ball, and the light ball swelled and burst, making it even more dazzling than Ozymandias before. The brilliance, in this instant, came out concurrently.

The orange-yellow sword light burst out as Charlotte swung the sword, and it was unstoppably approaching Ozymandias.

Just now, he suddenly bombarded Charlotte with a light beam, but now, he was hit by the strong light drawn by Charlotte's sword light.

This temple, for a while, seemed to fall to the ground like a scorching sun.

"Use light to deal with Yu, who do you think Yu is?" Facing the oncoming sword light, Ozymandias raised the pharaoh's scepter, and golden magic light descended from the sky, blasting down from the front.

Then, the rays of light collided with each other. After a burst of strong light, everything returned to calm. No one was injured or injured. Only the long sword in Charlotte's hand fell apart and turned into flying ash in the eyes of everyone.

"Yu is the incarnation of God Ra in the world, the supreme pharaoh, who uses light to deal with Yu..." Ozymandias said confidently. "The poor and the poor and the poor and the weak."

"Is it?"

Charlotte reached out and patted her left shoulder. After casting a glance at Ozymandias, she turned around and walked back.

"Good job, no, it should be very exciting, much better than my immature useless disciple." Skaha clapped his hands and applauded, full of smiles, and looked at Charlotte with hot eyes.

Of course, there is no lust in this scorching gaze, only a strong sense of fighting and exploration.

"Huh?" Looking at this scene, Ozymandias frowned, and then Nitocris beside him made a panicked sound, which made him realize something was wrong.

"Pharaoh, your left hand..."

Ozymandias subconsciously looked at his left hand, and then he saw the scepter that fell to the ground with a bang, and his left arm, forearm muscles and hand muscles were all turned into fly ash, half broken.

"Hmph...hahahahahahaha."

Seeing his half-broken left arm, Ozymandias suddenly burst out laughing.

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"Interesting and interesting." Ozymandias laughed. "As a pharaoh, Yu would be hurt by light, and as the incarnation of God Ra, Yu would have his arm chopped off by the light of others... Hahahahahahaha."

"Fa, Pharaoh, you..."

Nitocris stammered as Ozymandias, who had a broken arm, was laughing wildly. He was taken aback for a moment, and then angrily shouted at Charlotte below. "You, you disrespectful person, how dare you hurt the great Sun King." Saying that, Nitocris raised the eagle-headed scepter.

"Idiot, leave it to Yu Shan." However, at this moment, Ozymandias angrily yelled at Nitocris. "Did Yu give you permission to yell loudly?"

"Ah... But, Pharaoh." Nitocris opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but when she saw Ozymandias' indifferent eyes, she immediately turned pale and lowered her head. "No, I'm very sorry Pharaoh. It's just..."

"Hmph, for the sake of your unintentional act, I will spare you this time." Ozymandias said with a cold snort. "However, there will be no next time, Nitocris... Otherwise, even if you are also a pharaoh, Yu will not show mercy to you."

"Yes, thank you for your tolerance."

After reprimanding Nitocris, Ozymandias turned his gaze downward again, or in other words, locked his gaze on Charlotte, who had just cut off his left hand.

"Do you know what you did?" Ozymandias said. "Pharaoh is a god in the world, and your actions... are blasphemy!"

"...I thought it was an undead creature, but I thought it was one that uses holy light." Charlotte muttered first, and then replied. "Didn't you do it first?"

"Heh, to admire the might of the Pharaoh and to be granted the right to die, you should kneel down in gratitude."

Although a hand was broken, Ozymandias still maintained his arrogance as always, but for some reason, there was a little more equality in his tone to Charlotte.

"What kind of custom is this? I'm not your subject. Don't just put your ideas on me."

"Crawl on the ground and look up at the sky. The sun you see is Yu Yu. Yu is the pharaoh who dominates the earth. It is natural that everything on this land should be subject to Yu." Ozymandias Said with a reasonable attitude. "You should not be an exception."

"You're crazy!" Gu Dazi stomped his feet, with veins popping out of his forehead. "Are all the ancient kings so unreasonable?"

"Wang Lai admits, Wang Lai allows, Wang Lai carries the whole world on his back." Ozymandias raised his chin, and bluntly said more secondary words. "Yu is the king, the Pharaoh, who carries the world on his back, so what Yu has done, even if it is unreasonable in your eyes, is the truth of the world."

"...the late stage of the Second Second Disease."

"Hmph, I don't know as much as a little girl." Ozymandias said with a disdainful glance at Gu Dazi.

"You, a guy with a broken arm, where do you get the confidence from!"

"Hehehe, severed hand... Yu is no longer the fragile body he used to be when he was alive."

Ozymandias smiled, and then saw countless golden flashes gathered on his broken arm, and in the blink of an eye, the original broken arm recovered.

This scene directly made Gudazi dumbfounded.

"Although I said I was only planning to play, I became inexplicably interested." Ozymandias moved his recovered left hand and said to Charlotte. "Then...although you offended the pharaoh, it is a heinous crime, but Yu Da mercifully forgives your pass...it is an interesting movement."

"Besides, Yu sees that you are also a malleable talent. Why do you need to associate with these slow-moving people who save humanity? It's better to belong to Yu. Seeing your martial arts, Yu can make an exception and promote you to the chief guard."

"No, I'm not interested, and I don't belong to this land, so I have to go back to my hometown sooner or later." Charlotte shook her head, directly rejecting Ozymandias' offer.

"Yeah, that's a pity." Ozymandias said. "Yu appreciates your talent...that brilliant sword was swung with the help of Yu's strength."

Suddenly, Charlotte glanced at Ozymandias in surprise.

That's right, the Shining All Beings just now was not actually used by him, but was summoned by Ozymandias and blasted at his beam, and then he could barely use the incomplete version of the Shining All Beings Come.

As for the incomplete version of Guangyao sentient beings, the power is only to barely cut off Ozymandias' left hand, which is completely different from the move that the demigod used his own hand to annihilate the demon with one blow. And language, not even one-tenth of the power.

But what Charlotte didn't expect was that Ozymandias could see through the details of the sword technique he used.

This guy actually doesn't seem to be as arrogant and contemptuous as he appears to be.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, you should be the most perfect servant of God to be able to take advantage of the brilliance of God Ra... It's like burying your talent if you don't belong to Yu's subordinates."

For Charlotte's rejection of his solicitation, Ozymandias shook his head and sighed, quite dissatisfied.

But now he doesn't have the slightest intention to pursue it, and he doesn't pay any attention to Charlotte, who refuted his face, and turns his attention to Chaldea and his party again.

Although Ozymandias looked supercilious and unreasonable, his mouth was full of words that made people feel that he was in the middle school.

However, he had no intention of embarrassing the group. Even Charlotte, who had made him lose face, was thrown aside by him after rejecting his offer, and ignored it.

However, with an inexplicable tone, he roughly talked about what happened in this world to Gu Dazi and others from Chaldea, and then laughed at them without any concealment, "It's late." '

"...Is this Egyptian territory summoned by you? That's why the human reason of this era has collapsed." Da Vinci quickly sorted out Ozymandias' words.

"Oh, who are you?"

"Leonardo da Vinci."

"Oh, I know this name, and he is one of the brilliant talents in human history." Ozymandias laughed. "I see, that's the reason, this is the thin line between the so-called genius and the weirdo!"

"Oh, compared to the great Sun King, my intelligence is only a little bit higher." Da Vinci smiled and raised his right hand, making a small gap between his thumb and index finger.

"And then? Can I think that the singularity of this era is you?"

"Hmph ha ha ha ha, unfortunately you guessed wrong, sage from a foreign land." Ozymandias laughed. "Yu is the Lord of the Holy Grail, the guardian of the Holy Grail, and has no interest in mere holy places."

"The person who turned the people of this era into a shattered body—the person who sits in the ruins of the Jerusalem you want to go to, sitting in the holy city of despair, nicknamed the Lion King, the pure white Lion King."