69novels Chapter 58 King of Kings, Sunlight
Chapter 58 King of Kings, Sunlight
His words stunned Vivi and Icarus, who had just recovered from their shock.
They couldn't understand why this powerful heroic spirit would react so strongly to Vivi's name.
Miss Doublefinger, who had been thrown back, struggled to her feet and looked at the figure in the alley that seemed like a sun god descending to earth.
She felt the terrifying pressure and heat that almost burned away her soul, her face filled with extreme fear and horror!
"A monster...a monster! This is...the legendary...heroic spirit from another world?!"
She screamed, all her previous composure and cruelty vanishing.
Without hesitation, she turned and tried to run away! This task was simply beyond her capabilities!
"snort."
Ramses II didn't even glance at her, simply raising his scepter casually.
A golden light, as intense as the sun, gathered in the sky and pointed in the direction Miss Doublefinger had fled.
"To disturb the Pharaoh's first meeting with his Master, and to disturb the maiden bearing the name Nefitari... this is a grave offense of disrespect."
His voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable air of judgment.
"Turn into desert dust!"
call out--!
A beam of light so dazzling it was impossible to look directly at fell from the sky, instantly engulfing everything in sight.
There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a soft "hissing" sound.
The light dissipated.
Miss Doublefinger's running motion suddenly froze, and she looked down at her body in disbelief.
It silently crumbled and weathered, eventually turning into a wisp of shimmering golden dust that drifted on the streets of Whiskey Hill.
Sold out instantly!
Icarum gasped, feeling a chill run through him as he watched the golden sand drift in the wind.
Is this the power of Heroic Spirits?! How terrifying! How... sacred and cruel!
Ramses II then slowly put away his scepter, as if he were merely brushing away a tiny speck of dust.
His gaze returned to Weiwei, his molten gold pupils filled with scrutiny.
And then there is the lingering, strange light emanating from the name "Nefitari".
"Alright, the unsightly dust has been removed."
His voice regained some of the pharaoh's majesty, yet seemed to have gained a subtle gentleness.
"Young Master, Nefitari Vivi. Now, tell me, what do you seek by summoning the light of the sun?"
He gazed at the vast ocean in the distance, as if taking in everything in the world.
"On this chaotic stage, where does my brilliance need to shine?"
Vivi looked at the incredibly powerful otherworldly pharaoh before her, who was reacting strangely because of her name.
The fear in my heart was replaced by a huge shock and bewilderment.
She opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't know how to answer.
The wind on Whiskey Peak seemed to have become scorching hot because of the arrival of this Sun King.
Vivi took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in her heart and the weakness brought on by the depletion of magic power, and tried her best to straighten her spine as the princess of Alabasta.
"Osmandis... Your Majesty. Thank you for your assistance. I am Neferutali Vivi, Princess of the Kingdom of Alabasta."
She slightly bent her knees, performing a standard royal curtsy, with a hint of barely perceptible stubbornness.
"Princess..." Ramses II's magnetic voice repeated the word as he took a step forward, his invisible aura of royalty filling the narrow alley with radiance.
He leaned down slightly, as if examining a rare treasure, his golden pupils reflecting Weiwei's undeniably beautiful face up close.
"Neferutali... Vivi." He slowly uttered her name, the pronunciation matching the name so perfectly that it added an indescribable gentleness to his tone.
"Your courage, your unwavering resolve in the face of a formidable foe, and the burning will in your eyes when you call upon the light of the sun... you possess a certain air of divine favor. This demeanor, befitting the name 'Nefitari,' greatly... pleases me."
The undisguised admiration and the special attention given to her because of her name made Weiwei's cheeks blush slightly.
She had never been looked at with such gaze by such a powerful and ancient being; the feeling was both unsettling and strangely alluring.
"Your Majesty, you flatter me..." Weiwei looked away in a fluster, her heart racing for no apparent reason.
"Your Highness!" Icarus's anxious voice broke the delicate atmosphere.
He struggled to his feet, filled with awe at Ramses II's power, but even more worried about the princess's safety.
"Now is not the time to talk! There's definitely more than just Miss Doublefinger from Baroque Works!"
"Mr. 5 and Miss Valentine must be nearby! The Arbitrator has revealed your identity and location; now the entire Whiskey Peak could be the enemy! We must leave immediately!"
Icarum's words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly sobering Vivi up.
Yes, the crisis is far from over! Crocodile knows she's here, and if he finds out she's summoned a powerful Heroic Spirit, he will not let this go!
That declaration of "qualification plunder" was a sword hanging over her head!
Vivi's gaze hardened again as she looked at Ramses II.
"Your Majesty, Icarus is right. We are being hunted by a secret criminal organization called Baroque Works, whose leader is Crocodile, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea."
"He's also a Master, belonging to the Black Faction. His target is my country, Alabasta! We must leave Whiskey Peak immediately!"
"The Sand Crocodile? A traitor coveting the kingdom?"
A cold, authoritative glint flashed in Ramses II's molten gold eyes, like the scorching sun burning an insolent ant.
"Hmph, wherever and whenever, any rebel who attempts to overthrow the legitimate monarchy will be judged by the sun!"
His gaze swept over Icarum and landed on Vivi's clenched fist, where he saw the deep concern for her country and the determination to protect it in her eyes.
This sense of responsibility and courage seemed to overlap with the image of the equally noble, intelligent, and deeply loving Egyptian princess in his memory.
Just then, faint sounds of rushing air and suppressed breathing could be heard from the alley entrance and the surrounding rooftops.
Clearly, Miss Doublefinger's sudden demise and the soaring divine light have attracted the attention of more agents from the agency, but they are intimidated by the Sun King's power and dare not act rashly for the time being.
Ramses II's lips curled into a cold, arrogant smile.
He didn't need Vivi's reminder; his vast senses had already locked onto those "insects" hidden in the shadows.
He slowly turned around, facing the alley entrance and the direction of the hiding people.
He didn't deliberately raise his voice, but his voice, carrying supreme authority, resounded clearly in every corner of Whiskey Hill, imprinting itself deep in the souls of every observer.
"Ants hidden in the shadows, heed the sun's proclamation!"
"I am Osmandis! King of Kings, Lord of Upper and Lower Egypt, the incarnation of Ra, the sun god, on earth!"
"Neferutari Vivi, the Master I acknowledge, bears the destiny of Alabasta, and her glory is blessed by the sun's radiance!"
"Those who covet their qualifications and attempt to harm them—"
Ramses II raised his hand, palm up, and something slowly rose into the air, like a miniature sun.
The employees of Baroque Studio, along with the bounty hunters and reporters lurking in the shadows, all followed the slowly rising point of light.
Then, the point of light slowly merged with the sun in the air, its vast momentum and howling wind demonstrating its power!
That light made the daytime light of the entire Whisky Hill pale in comparison!
Then a huge shadow fell over the entire mountain range. Had the sun in the sky disappeared?
Looking up, they saw a massive spaceship made of gold and sapphire that completely covered the sun.
This is the Mesektet!
To the astonishment of the crowd, Ramses II slowly rose into the air, his eyes gleaming with golden light.
"Its fate is singular—"
He clenched his fists tightly.
"To be reduced to ashes!"
The Dark Night Sun Ship radiated unparalleled brilliance, as if even the sun could not rival it, and nothing in the world could compare to the king of kings.