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Chapter 1962

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As the saying goes, the most terrible thing is that the air suddenly becomes quiet.

The current situation just happened to apply this saying.

"It hurts …"

Seeing the exotic girl rubbing her butt while getting up from the ground with tears in her eyes, Rozen and Matthew were speechless.

As for the noble, elegant, and great atmosphere that she had just exuded, it had long disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, not mentioning Matthew, Rozen only had one thought in his mind.

"Where did this actor come from? Did he run into the wrong set?"

That was the only thought that Rozen had.

However, this idea naturally made no sense.

Because, without a doubt, the other party did not come to the wrong set.

Just by observing her spiritual energy, Rozen confirmed that the girl in front of him was a servant.

And, although he didn't want to admit it, the other party should be quite a skilled servant.

"That …" Matthew said cautiously, "Are you okay?"

Matthew showed her concern.

"I'm fine, thanks …" The girl just answered subconsciously, but immediately realized something and closed her mouth.

Then, the girl stood up with a whoosh, just like when she had just appeared, she raised her head and puffed out her chest, looking dignified.

"My name is Nitocles. Disrespectful thieves, tell me your name."

The girl who called herself Nitocles said such words in a harsh tone.

That tone sounded both high and mighty. If not for the small mistake just now, she should be quite imposing, right?

But now, such words fell into the ears of Rozen and Matthew, not like a harsh question at all, but more like an excuse to cover up her shyness.

Fortunately, the name that the other party reported was still known to Rozen and Matthew.

Nitocles.

This was the Pharaoh of ancient Egypt, the Pharaoh of the Sixth Dynasty of Egypt. At the same time, she was also a Queen of Magic. She had only been on the throne for a very short time, and she had been raised to the throne as a puppet. She was relatively immature in all aspects.

Of course, the so-called "immature" was only when compared to the previous Pharaohs. Compared to ordinary people, this queen was undoubtedly powerful.

The pharaohs of ancient Egypt were regarded as the incarnation of the gods, and Nitocles was no exception. She was regarded as the incarnation of the sky god Osiris and the son of Horus. She was extremely proficient in Egyptian magic during her lifetime, especially in the art of necromancy.

It was said that in the hands of the Magic Queen, there was a mirror that could reflect the Underworld and could be used to open the door to the Underworld.

Therefore, Nitocris was not only the God of the Sky, but also the God of the Underworld. At the same time, she was also the Queen of Magic in Egypt. If it weren't for her short reign and the entanglements of the royal family, she would definitely be an existence with an extremely high spiritual personality when she grew up.

Unfortunately, there were no ifs in the world.

Looking at the queen, she seemed to have the self-awareness of being a Pharaoh who was the Son of God and the King of God. However, there was still some unconcealable stubbornness and reluctance in her behavior. Presumably, as a Pharaoh, she was still a little immature, right?

However, this was not important.

The important thing was …

"So there are other Pharaohs in the desert besides King Osmandis?"

Matthew looked a little surprised.

However, her words were exchanged for a warning from Nitocris.

"Do not call the Pharaoh by his name! This is a great disrespect! " Nitocris said loudly, "Also, there is only one Pharaoh in this Egypt. In front of that king, you can't call me Pharaoh. Do you understand?"

It seemed that Nitocris did not intend to call herself a Pharaoh when she appeared in the world this time.

Obviously, the other party knew her place. In the face of the most famous and powerful Pharaoh, she could not call herself a Pharaoh when she was still immature.

"Then what should we call you?"

Rozen decided to ask anyway.

"Hmm …" Nitocris frowned and hesitated for a while. Then, her eyes swept around Rozen's body and said, "If it's you, just call me by my name."

As soon as these words came out, Rozen's eyebrows raised slightly.

It sounds like my position in the other party's heart is a little different, right?

No, it's not just in Nitocris' heart.

Just now, Nitocles had also said the same thing. "As expected of the human master who passed through five singularities, arrived here, and was valued by Lord Osmandis."

What did this mean?

It meant that Osmandis had noticed Rozen's existence and paid special attention to him, treating him as a special existence.

(Is that why the Sphinx stopped attacking me, and why the sandstorm stopped?)

These were all the actions of Osmandis.

While Rozen was thinking about this, Matthew spoke.

"Queen Nitocris." Matthew addressed Nitocris as such, and her expression became serious again. "Excuse me, did the mountain people here become like this because of you?"

Matthew asked such a question.

Nitocles did not hide it at all.

"That's right." Nitocris did not hide it at all. "Although the king has ordered that for the sake of the human master over there, he will not attack these mountain people who broke into the border rudely. Since they broke into the ruins that the king likes, some punishment must be meted out."

When he heard Nitocles' words, Rozen immediately understood what was going on.

Originally, Rozen felt strange. As a group of ordinary people, how did they survive all the way to this place when facing the Sphinx wandering everywhere in the desert?

If they were lucky and did not encounter the Sphinx, it would be excusable, but this ruin seemed to be guarded by a group of Sphinx. It was really unbelievable that they could still break into this ruin.

Now, Rozan Can understood that all this was because of Osmandis.

Moreover, the other party had only done so because of his existence, giving him face.

"Does that pharaoh think so highly of me?"

Rozen was inevitably a little surprised.

On the contrary, Nitocris looked like it was a matter of course.

"The pharaoh has already said that you are an important guest, and even I cannot be rude. You will visit here one day, and when that time comes, we should treat you with courtesy."

Thus, Nitochris faithfully carried out Osmandis's instructions.

"However, I did not expect that you would come directly to this ruin instead of meeting the pharaoh."

This seemed to be something that the pharaohs of Egypt did not expect.

"Then, Queen Nitocris, can I ask you a question?" Matthew hesitated for a moment and then asked, "Is this really Atlas Courtyard?"

"Yes." Nitocris nodded and said, "This is indeed the cellar of the giants. Even the king's power cannot cover this place, so I was sent here by the king to explore."

"Explore?" Rozen looked straight at Nitocris and asked directly, "Explore what?"

Hearing this, Nitocris looked at Rozen.

Then, she gave this answer.

"A weapon that can destroy the world."

This was what Nitocris … No, it should be said that it was what Osmandis was looking for.

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