Raided The God’S Warehouse [EN]: Chapter 232

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“One who is a member of the great solar city, Heliopolis, must possess the qualifications of a king.”

Swish, swish-

The Pharaoh tapped the ground with his golden staff.

Golden sand rippled between the white marble, rising with the movement of the staff.

The sand soon formed the shape of people, and in an instant, 50 mummies appeared, filling the vast space.

Though not as powerful as the Pharaoh, each possessed the strength of a quasi-boss monster.

‘It doesn’t seem to be a battle.’

Even a true Apostle of Khepri would struggle against such forces.

As if to prove Seun’s thoughts, the Pharaoh revealed the nature of the trial.

“From now on, make these subjects follow you.”

Indeed, it was not a battle.

He considered wiping them out with force, but upon examining the surroundings, there was no sign of an item that seemed to be the reward for the trial.

The various items in the room seemed useful in themselves, but they were not the kind that Khepri would favor.

The solution to this type of challenge is simple.

Overcoming the trial set by the boss monster would reveal the true reward.

So, for now, it was advantageous to obediently follow the Pharaoh’s words.

“If you can make more than half of my subjects follow you, then I, Neferkare VIII, will acknowledge you.”

That was the end of the trial’s explanation.

No method was given, and there were no hints. Even looking around, there were no helpful items.

The mummies were neatly aligned in front of the Pharaoh, blankly staring at the floor. These beings, alive but not alive, were not ones that could be persuaded with words.

If he were a true Apostle of Khepri, he would have been flustered and spent a long time figuring out a method, but Seun somehow seemed to know the way.

Perhaps it was the experience gained from his long climbing career?

Buzz-

The aura of the Sacred Imprint, intensified by the Pharaoh’s appearance, shone brightly.

Unlike the heat felt when the Sacred Imprint simply overheated, a subtle warmth unique to the rising sun enveloped his body.

Seun, accustomed to handling energy, drew out more power, directing the heat towards the mummies.

And finally, the mummies showed their first movement.

As if facing the rising sun at dawn, the mummies turned their heads towards Seun.

“Kneel.”

Thud.

About ten mummies lined up in the front row knelt on one knee.

A reverent posture as if facing the great sun.

As if one would be blinded by looking directly at the sun, they did not dare to look Seun in the eyes and lowered their heads.

“Indeed, you are an Apostle chosen by Khepri. In two days, no, one day, you will be able to make all my subjects kneel.”

The Pharaoh’s admiration was audible.

Indeed, even with Khepri’s arrangement, this place was only the 33rd floor.

No matter how talented a player appointed as an Apostle might be, it was nearly impossible to freely manipulate divinity so quickly.

Seun was only capable of such control because he had obtained the Sacred Imprint earlier than others and had been handling divinity.

However…

‘It’s uncomfortable.’

Seun, who heard the Pharaoh’s admiration, was not pleased with the current situation. The energy flowing from the Sacred Imprint was shaking unstably.

He was confident in his control, but what he was handling now was merely amplifying and imitating the faint divinity of Khepri.

It could not be as natural as handling the true divinity of Khepri.

‘I think I can manage about half of them if I give it some time.’

But that was not satisfactory.

To extract a proper reward, it was not enough to simply pass the minimum requirements of the trial.

The fifty-nine mummies before his eyes.

He had to make all of them follow him.

But how?

The answer did not take long to come.

– The Sacred Imprint is reacting to the legend of the Blood Wolf.

– The first ability of the Sacred Imprint, ‘Fear,’ awakens.

Carefully, so as not to be noticed by the Pharaoh, he awakened the power of Fear.

He subtly hid the power of Fear within the light of the sun, which no one dared to look upon.

The power of Fear, the most frequently used among the three abilities of the Sacred Imprint.

As such, the energy of the Sacred Imprint amplified remarkably.

Thump!

The mummies in the second row knelt. No, beyond kneeling, they placed both hands on the ground and slammed their heads.

Thump!

Following them, the mummies in the third row knelt.

They slammed their heads so hard that the bandages wrapped around them were stained with red liquid, soaking the floor.

Absolute obedience to the ruler.

From the Pharaoh’s face, hidden behind the golden mask, flowed admiring praise at the overwhelming sight.

“Fear and domination. An overwhelming force that eradicates even the chance to dare to look upon the sun!”

Crack!

The mummy in the fourth row slammed its head.

It slammed its head so hard that the sound of its skull breaking could be heard beyond the level of bleeding.

Yet, the mummies did not scream. It was unclear whether they were unable to make sounds in the first place or whether they were subdued by the power of Fear.

However, one thing was clear.

The mummies, consumed by the light of the Sacred Imprint, were completely subjugated to Seun.

The mummies in the front row, most directly affected by the power of Fear, trembled with their heads slammed on the ground.

The trembling was so intense that the bandages were sparsely unraveling, revealing rotten skin.

Saliva dripped from the mouths that could not be covered by the bandages instead of groans.

And finally.

Crash!

With a loud crashing sound, the mummies in the last row slammed their heads on the ground.

What was that sound? The tiles on the floor, which had been so solid, were shattered along with the mummies’ submission.

At this, the Pharaoh even clapped and praised Seun’s achievement.

“A king must know how to make ignorant subjects kneel and shed blood. Truly, you have the image of a born tyrant!”

Fortunately, the power of Fear was not detected.

Like the satisfied Pharaoh, Seun was also satisfied as he looked at the Sacred Imprint emitting the warmth of the sun.

‘It can be used in this way too.’

Until now, Seun had only used the Sacred Imprint in a one-dimensional way.

Inflicting fear on enemies, amplifying his power with frenzy, and annihilating Outers with the power of destruction.

However, he felt it with the way he used it just now. The power of the Sacred Imprint can be used in more diverse ways.

Perhaps, even when hunting Outers, it seemed like he could attack in a more efficient way than before.

“With such power, there will be no worries about the second trial either!”

Thump!

The Pharaoh slammed his staff on the ground.

Then, apart from the fifty-nine mummies, new mummies appeared behind the Pharaoh. The sand rippled, and the number gradually increased, reaching a hundred.

However, they were not weaker than the initially summoned mummies. An unreasonable battle with a power difference of about two times.

Perhaps, it meant that the king would directly participate in the battle.

Trials also include content to confirm the Apostle’s combat power.

However, Seun did not draw his sword.

‘I can experiment.’

Various ways to use the Sacred Imprint. The current trial was the most suitable situation to test it.

The fifty-nine mummies who obeyed Seun rose from their spots, dripping blood from their heads.

Turning their backs, they revealed the fingernails hidden inside their bandages towards the Pharaoh, who was originally their master.

Yet, the Pharaoh did not show any signs of displeasure.

Rather, he was even more impressed by Seun’s abilities.

“A king must know how to lead the battle to victory in any situation!”

“Kuh-uh-”

The hundred mummies waiting behind the Pharaoh began to move.

The force, large enough to fill one side of the vast chamber, exuded an overwhelming presence.

In comparison, Seun’s mummies seemed insignificant because they were only half in number, but in reality, it was not so.

The mummies, soaking their bandages with blood and staring directly at the Pharaoh, seemed to have a different mindset even though they were the same mummies.

Mummies could not have a mindset, but the atmosphere emanating from them was different.

“If you were born with the image of a tyrant, prove that power!”

“Guh-raaah-!”

The hundred mummies increased their speed.

The chamber was filled with the groans of the mummies, and the scattering dust made the scale seem even larger.

Just before the two groups collided, Seun mixed a new power into the energy of the sun.

– The Sacred Imprint is reacting to the legend of the Blood Wolf.

– The second ability of the Sacred Imprint, ‘Frenzy,’ awakens.

The power of Frenzy.

That power, which amplified Seun’s physical abilities, spread to the fifty-nine mummies, mixed with the energy of the sun.

Then.

“Guh- rarrarararak-!”

The mummies’ eyes turned bloodshot and were revealed outside the bandages.

The muscles hidden under the bandages swelled greatly for a moment, and the fingernails stretched out long and sharp like blades. From their wide-open mouths came shouts that seemed to mix screams and roars.

The moment the hundred mummies controlled by the Pharaoh stiffened at the cry.

Slash!

Seun’s mummies launched their first attack.

The fingernails of the mummies, which were at most at the level of humans, tore through the opponent more sharply than beasts.

The tough bandages were instantly torn apart, and one mummy collapsed from its spot, spilling its intestines.

It was truly overwhelming power.

“Has the nature of the tyrant been transferred to the subjects! Indeed, an Apostle chosen by Khepri! Excellent!”

The Pharaoh’s mummies were like well-trained soldiers.

They maintained their formation, extending their fingernails as if wielding spears, and bravely fought against the enemy.

On the other hand, Seun’s mummies were like violent beasts.

They lowered their posture like four-legged animals and swung their fingernails at the enemy. If their hands were blocked, they pushed forward with their shoulders, and if that was blocked as well, they roughly bit the opponent’s neck.

Even if their teeth were pulled out and blood dripped from their own mouths, they did not care.

The more they did so, the more happily the Pharaoh waved his staff.

“Excellent! Very excellent!”

The bandages of the mummies controlled by Seun were already more than half torn off.

The tough bandages of the mummies had the power to increase defense, so it could be seen as a loss, but the mummies even used those bandages for attacks.

They strangled the opponent’s neck and tripped their feet to knock them down.

The mummies on the other side could not react properly to the battle as if they were facing beasts instead of humans.

No matter how well they formed their formation, it was ultimately a formation made to face humans.

To beasts who were not bound by formality, they were merely prey standing still.

“Guh-rarararak-!”

Splat!

The head of the last mummy remaining in the Pharaoh’s formation was torn off.

The spine was roughly torn out, and only one strip of bandage hung precariously.

It was truly an overwhelming battle.

Seun’s mummies were all soaked in blood and covered in wounds, but not a single one had fallen.

50 versus 100.

They broke through the two-fold difference in power and achieved victory without a single casualty.