Chapter 999

Ramesses II can be said to be one of the greatest Pharaohs of Egypt; his status in Egypt is comparable to that of Tang Zong and Song Zu in China.

"Haha! Hahahahaha!"

Ra II laughed happily. Showing his divine power this time, I guess that so-called Hebrew God won't dare to come and cause trouble again.

"You seem very happy."

Suddenly, a voice rang out behind him.

"Who!" Ra II turned his head immediately to see Lin Ye's figure appearing in his palace at some point.

Seeing Lin Ye appear, Ra II quickly returned to calm and said:

"It's you. Why? Seeing my heroic posture, have you developed admiration and want to join me?"

Lin Ye...

At this moment, Lin Ye was a bit speechless. Where did you get this confidence? Don't tell me you feel overconfident just because you dispersed Jehovah's eternal night.

"Joining or whatever, I don't have that idea for the time being."

"Then you really missed a good opportunity." Ra II shook his head, as if feeling sorry for Lin Ye's refusal.

Actually, he really thought highly of Lin Ye. He remembered his two meetings with Lin Ye. If nothing else, this man seemed to be at odds with that so-called God; the enemy of an enemy is a friend.

"Speaking of which, your relationship with that so-called God doesn't seem very good. Who are you? I've heard some of their mythology from Moxi; you wouldn't happen to be... that so-called devil, would you?"

"Devil? I'm not that kind of low-level monster." Lin Ye naturally wouldn't admit it. Not to mention devils, he had fought demon gods, evil gods, and even outer gods; he naturally wouldn't take a devil seriously.

"I came here just to remind you: Jehovah is not easy to deal with. New disasters will appear very soon."

Honestly, Lin Ye felt like he was a bit like a charlatan right now. But Ra II didn't feel anything wrong with Lin Ye being like this; after all, in his era, he had seen plenty of superstitious priests.

He still said confidently: "It doesn't matter. No matter how aggressively he comes, I will block it all."

"I really like your confidence, Ra II." Lin Ye pointed his finger, and then a scepter appeared directly in front of Ra II. "Take it. Perhaps very soon, you will have a place to use it."

"Huh?" Ra II looked at the scepter in his hand. He placed it directly by his side and then said with absolute confidence: "Haha, don't worry. No matter how many times that false god comes, I won't care."

"Suit yourself. I also hope that you will never have the day when you need to use it."

After Lin Ye finished speaking, his figure also disappeared completely...

On the other side, Moxi also came directly to a wasteland. He held the staff God gave him and shouted to the sky:

"Come out! You come out for me!!!"

Moxi's shouting echoed constantly in the sky. However, responding to him were only the thunder and rolling thunder constantly flashing in the sky, as if warning him!

However, Moxi didn't care!

"What are you trying to do by not appearing! Are you humiliating me!"

Moxi was angry. He was kind, the kind of kindness that was truly impartial. Nine disasters, and the people of all of Egypt were plunged into misery.

He was a Hebrew, that's true, but his situation was very special. He was taken in by Egypt, the Egyptians taught him knowledge, let him serve as a high official in charge of military power, and after Ra II succeeded him, he was even one person below ten thousand. The Egyptians had not treated him badly. But now, he had to help God deal with these people, which made his conscience uneasy.

He was like Xiao Feng/Qiao Feng in *Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils*, constantly wavering between the grace of birth and the grace of upbringing.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a bolt of thunder flashed!

The next second, a figure appeared in front of Moxi. This was a boy who looked thirteen or fourteen years old, looking no different from those farm shepherds, but Moxi recognized his identity at a glance.

God!

Legend says God has ten thousand images; clearly, this was one of His incarnations.

At this moment, the boy looked at the Moxi before him and said faintly: "You came to find me—has your King compromised?"

"No... no." Moxi shook his head, but soon he said: "However, I can continue to persuade him."

"Is it useful?" The boy glanced at him and didn't continue. "Alright, I am going to send down the next disaster."

"No! I don't agree! Any disaster will..."

"Will what? Are you accusing me? What are you going to say about me next? Cruel? Cold-blooded? Or numb and unfeeling?"

Facing the boy's pressing questions, Moxi could only say in conflict:

"They grew up with me, they were very good to me..."

"Then what about those who didn't grow up with you? Have you ever cared about their feelings? Do you even consider them your compatriots?" The boy said coldly: "As long as Ramesses does not feel pain, he will never let those people go."

"Using disasters for revenge is not the best method!"

"Revenge? Shouldn't the Hebrews take revenge? Those Pharaohs are just false gods. They imagine themselves to be incarnations of gods, but they are just mortal flesh and blood. I will make them kneel and beg me for mercy!"

"No!!" Moxi still wanted to stop him, but at this moment, God's figure had already disappeared completely.

And the final disaster was about to arrive.

The 4th day of the 10th month: Perhaps because Ra showed his great power, Egypt finally spent a period of time in peace.

And Ra II's first son was born. Ra II was very happy and named him Zechariah, and the whole country celebrated.

However, just as Ra II was happily holding his child, suddenly, a burst of painful wailing rang in his ears!

"No!!! My child!"

"Don't sleep, don't sleep! Open your eyes! Look at Mommy again!"

"Anubis! Why did you take our child away!! What did he do wrong!"

Not good!

Ra II looked into his arms quickly. The next second, he discovered that the child in his arms gradually closed his eyes, and his breathing also gradually stopped...

"No!!"

Even Ra II cried out in pain at this moment! Who could endure the pain of losing a child!

In all of Egypt, the firstborn of every family died overnight! Heart-wrenching wailing rang out constantly! There is no pain greater than a white-haired person sending off a black-haired person, but such pain spread throughout the country.

At this moment, this was no longer a prosperous ancient civilization! It was!! A living hell!

And this was exactly the tenth plague: the Death of the Firstborn!

In the sky, Jehovah watched this scene below. There was no emotion in his eyes. For God, as long as he couldn't stand it, he wouldn't care even if he wiped out all of humanity with a great flood; how could he care about the life or death of these children.

However, just at the moment Jehovah was about to turn and leave, a voice rang out behind him:

"Hey, Jehovah, this disaster—you've gone a bit too far."