Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator.

Chapter 383 Falsehood and Truth

Crack... crackle...

The fire burned, lighting up the surrounding buildings.

By late at night, there were few signs of human activity in the city.

Although some time had passed, the impact of the natural disaster had not yet passed. Especially after counting the number of people, everyone was shocked by the huge number of casualties.

Tread-

"Dark clouds are gathering over the city."

Walking up a tower on the city wall, Aaron looked into the distance.

The Egyptian military camp was moved back a lot because thousands of people had been killed in the previous disaster, and now they had learned to be more vigilant.

Pharaoh even sent people to rebuke him. If they had followed Aaron's idea, they should have killed the messenger directly, and then took the opportunity to destroy Memphis, plunder it and then leave.

However, it is obvious that all his ideas are based on the power that Moses possesses. If the other party disagrees, Aaron will have no way out.

As expected, Moses once again rejected Aaron's request, and his reasons were still so naive.

"According to God's promise, all those who brought disaster have been punished. Without the continuous heavy rain, I can help everyone complete the construction of this city in a very short time."

"Robbing others is not what I want nor what a good person should do. Since those who committed violence have paid the price, if we continue to retaliate against other Egyptians, what is the difference between the evil deeds we have done and theirs?"

"I don't want my people to become slaves, but I don't want them to enslave others either, so I don't agree with your idea. And Aaron—"

With a look of confusion in his eyes, Moses looked at his brother.

"Why did you order the sacrifice of those people who have not yet understood the greatness of the gods? What you did to them, what you did to people with the same blood as you, how is it different from what you did to those Egyptians whom we cursed?"

"..."

"Damn it...what a pointless bottom line."

Aaron hammered the bricks on the city wall and thought of the previous conversation, feeling helpless.

With the help of Moses, countless stones were turned into a solid city wall in just three days.

It seemed that the strict task set by Pharaoh would be completed in a short time, but the quarrel between Aaron and Moses due to different ideas had always been on his mind.

"What's the difference? Of course!"

"If those people hadn't died, how would you have stopped the natural disaster that followed... If so many people had to die, why not let those who only caused trouble die first!"

"I made this decision for the benefit of all Hebrews as a whole, not for myself. With you by my side, I will not die anyway. If it is just to save my life, why should I do these things?"

"Besides, don't you understand that everyone else supports my actions, so what if they are not accepted by outsiders? You are the great prophet of the Hebrews, not the prophet of all mankind!"

Take a deep breath and vent your emotions in a place where no one is around.

Under the deep night sky, Aaron quickly recovered.

Although there was no concept of idealism in this era, he could understand it to some extent. However, Aaron did not think it was a good thing. Unless you could make your wish come true, ideals could not be separated from reality.

Click...

In the distant horizon, there were faint lights in the direction of Memphis. Aaron knew that if he was closer, he would probably be able to see the bright lights there.

Ever since the long-lasting heavy rain finally stopped, an indiscriminate epidemic has descended upon the world.

“I remember they hated dirt and were in awe of frogs and beetles, treating them as sacred.”

“I don’t know what those Egyptians are thinking in the face of such a situation.”

A similar situation occurred in the Hebrew camp, but they had one last spring and Moses's scepter.

In contrast, although Aaron did not have the opportunity to understand the current situation in Memphis, he could guess it to some extent.

“[God’s hand came upon the livestock of Egypt—horses, donkeys, camels, cattle, and sheep—and a severe plague broke out, killing almost all of them. But they separated the livestock of the Hebrews, and none of them died. This shows that the life and death of livestock is in God’s hands. Isn’t the survival of our lives also in God’s control? But Pharaoh was not aware of this. This is the foolishness and ignorance of the foreign nations!]”

He wrote down every word on the papyrus, and in the light of the fire, he could see other content on the top of the paper.

Others didn't understand what he was doing or what its significance was, but Aaron knew very well that he was recording history.

Although there are omissions and contradictions between the real history and his records, this does not affect his recording.

Click...

After writing this, he looked up at the sky again.

Hail occasionally fell, but it was not so severe now. However, traces of locusts could still be seen, so he picked up his pen again.

[Pharaoh of Egypt still did not allow God's people to leave, so God commanded Moses to stretch out his rod toward Egypt.]

God caused an east wind to blow on the earth, and it brought locusts all over the country. They were so terrible that the land was dark because they filled the land. They ate up all the vegetables and the remaining fruit on the trees. This was to make the disbelievers realize their rebellion.

This was only a preliminary record, which would need to be supplemented, modified, and the order adjusted later... Putting the papyrus away, Aaron secretly decided that if one day they could leave Egypt and return to the place where the Hebrews were born, he would definitely compile these contents into a book.

He wanted to record the hardships they experienced on the way out of Egypt and the power of God, to warn future generations that this was a journey under the protection of the gods believed in by the Hebrews and their ancestors, and that God would bring disaster upon and destroy anyone who was hostile to them.

As for those who died in the process... let's just briefly mention them.

Only God's favoritism can unite future generations. If God treats everyone equally, how can they create a national heritage?

Only in this way, after their generation dies, can the future generations——

Kaka...

"--Um?"

Aaron pressed the sword with his right hand, and his eyes instantly became sharp.

Even though he was immersed in making plans for the future, it didn't mean he could really relax.

Aaron had previously thought that the slight friction was caused by some animal that had rushed in, but now it seemed that was not the case.

Because at the end of his sight, the ground was shaking slightly. At a certain moment, as if it could no longer be restrained, a white bone hand stretched out from it.

It seemed to be expressing its longing for the ground, like a drowning person, constantly grasping upwards but only able to grasp air.

Clang——

The sword was drawn out of the sheath, and with a crisp sound, the bony hand broke.

Aaron's expression changed slightly because he remembered the source of these bones.

"We collected the bodies of the cavalrymen I killed and buried them here..."

"What is this? Are you going to take revenge even after death? But I can kill you when I'm alive, so why would I be afraid of your revenge after death?!"

laugh--!
Aaron took a step forward and thrust his dagger into the soil, stirring it. The Egyptian world also had legends about the afterlife, so they were not that surprised by this.

There have long been legends of wandering bones in the endless desert. Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, there is nothing that I cannot understand...

"what--!"

A shrill wail sounded from a distance, and Aaron turned around suddenly.

The direction from which the sound came was exactly the center of the city.

Aaron was stunned at first, then he remembered where that was - next to the fountain of life, with the corpses of the unbelievers buried on the spot.

"……No way……"

He didn't care about one or two simple bones like these, and hundreds or thousands would be no big deal. But if they were born in the center of the city, or even the resurrection of the dead, would the living really have the heart to kill them?

Some people will, and some people won't. But as expected, even with Moses' scepter, another man-made disaster is imminent. "Heh..."

As if awakened by the first scream, the city in the middle of the night began to boil.

The skeleton crawled out from the ground, and some flesh and blood even remained.

"Another disaster. I wonder if the Egyptians have the same one."

Looking outside the city, there seemed to be some white things lingering around the Egyptian camp that was destroyed in the black tide. However, they seemed to be able to identify the direction and were heading straight towards the city.

Looking at the situation, Aaron had no hope for it.

If so, write it down, the evil Egyptian god has violated the dignity of the dead, if not...

That was naturally skipped.

Turning around and running towards the city, Aaron wanted to go back quickly to stabilize the situation.

Although he and Moses had ideological differences, the other party still believed in him in this regard.

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bang——

……

Snapped--

……

In the Pharaoh's palace in Memphis.

Ramses II wandered around the palace with an expressionless face. A heavy atmosphere enveloped the palace and everyone could see his mood at the moment.

boom--

He slapped the table with his palm again, and the Pharaoh's old but still sharp eyes swept over the ministers and guards in the palace.

No one dared to say a word, as they all understood the reason for Ramses II's anger.

After the gods left for several years, his dynasty remained stable. But after the oracle came, he decided to target the sinners cursed by the gods, and disasters followed one after another.

It was better before. Although some people died and Egypt's agriculture was affected, it was not enough to cause serious damage to this huge dynasty.

However, as the heavy rain stopped, a terrible natural disaster befell the Egyptians.

Abscesses, blisters, plague, locusts... ice fell from the sky, and wild animals rushed into their homes like crazy. There were even some rumors spreading among the people that this was the backlash of the sinners, and that the persecution of them had finally brought disaster.

The foreign gods had defeated their guardians, and the Egyptians would have to pay the price.

"absurd--"

Sitting back in his seat, Ramses II felt very depressed.

He was not afraid of his opponents, nor did he think that the Hebrews were difficult to deal with. However, apart from the realm of man, in the realm of God, Egypt was completely defeated.

The person who had come to see him, the Hebrew prophet, showed his extraordinary abilities without any scruples. He was even willing to help those sick and desperate Egyptians as long as they were willing to pray devoutly to the evil god.

In contrast, the high priest of Egypt was even far away in Heliopolis, and all he did every day was organize hymns, and nothing else!

"Ah... I forgot, there's me too."

"As the ruler of Upper and Lower Egypt, a god on earth in the eyes of the people, I can only sit here and watch my people die one by one."

After not sleeping for a night, the Pharaoh, who was over a hundred years old, felt a little tired.

He leaned back in his chair, showing no intention of letting the waiting ministers leave.

They are of no use at all, only able to complain and carry out their duties.

If it were before, Ramses II would think that these were the most useful subordinates, but now, he felt that they were an eyesore.

"God Ra... How can I complete the mission you have given me? How can I lead the Egyptians through this crisis?"

Once again, Pharaoh prayed silently, but he did not expect a response.

He had tried many times, and even though the power of the sun was still protecting him, he could not hear the voice of God at all.

It seemed as if the gods had abandoned the Egyptians, and there was nothing else but the oracle to destroy the sinful people... Falling into a deep sleep, with his consciousness blurred, Pharaoh felt as if he was sinking.

Descending in water, falling and rising in dreams.

At some point, he seemed to have arrived in another place...

"..."

"… Ramses…"

"Ramses!"

"who!"

He suddenly opened his eyes and saw that the old Pharaoh was still as handsome as ever.

He quickly looked around and then suddenly stood there in a daze.

He was no longer in his palace, a space that was difficult to describe in words.

The black and gold oceans collided underfoot, and broken beams of light scattered in the air.

Ramses felt that as he was enveloped by the golden-red light, if it were not for this protection, he would have disappeared the moment he saw the ocean.

However, although these were shocking, they were not enough to move this pharaoh who had experienced a century of vicissitudes.

What really made him happy was the existence in front of him.

At this moment, he was standing on a huge celestial ball that looked like a burning sun. In front of him, a god with a golden face was looking at him.

He has a human body, an eagle's head, and long golden hair. Above his head is a golden-red sun disk, with flowing light swirling in it.

"Ra God!"

Half-kneeling on the ground, the monarch on earth expressed his respect to the monarch in heaven.

"Disasters continue one after another. Your people are displaced, suffering from disease and harm."

"Please put an end to this, All-Seeing Ra. As the king of the world you have appointed, I offer you everything I have."

"……everything?"

Ramses seemed a little surprised to hear Ra's question, because everything about humans was meaningless to God, and even if he could deal with Moses's ability, it was only because God had once given him divine protection.

But since God asked this, Pharaoh naturally would not deny it.

He was just repeating himself to express his devotion to God.

"Very well, as the protector of Upper and Lower Egypt, as you wish."

"I will put an end to these disasters with my own hands."

Nodding slightly, La glanced at Nephthys who had resurrected the dead soul.

All the previous ones had failed, and he didn’t think the other party could succeed now.

In the battle between the gods, others are just auxiliary, and in the end, only he himself can change the outcome.

(End of this chapter)