Chapter 130 Why believe in the dark sun? Isn't the sun god Ra better?
Chapter 130 Why believe in the dark sun? Isn't the sun god Ra better?
Chapter 130 Why believe in the dark sun? Isn't the sun god Ra better?
Ramses II's world-shaking proclamation was like a boulder thrown into a lake.
Its ripples naturally also strongly impacted Alabasta itself, which was shrouded in the rainforest of the Age of Gods.
Externally, the Red team relied on Morgans' Newsbird and the World Economic News Agency to spread information around the world.
Internally, they adopted a more direct and effective approach.
Relying on Princess Vivi's prestige and the rebels' organizational capabilities, a massive propaganda campaign was launched, centered around the towering, miraculous Grand Complex Temple.
The rebel fighters carried leaflets printed overnight, depicting the Pharaoh's majestic figure and a brief biography, and traveled to various oasis strongholds and refugee camps.
Pointing to the magnificent temple visible to the naked eye in the distance, they passionately addressed the long-suffering people:
"Look! That's our guardian deity! The temple of Pharaoh Ramses II!"
"He is not a fictitious evil god! He is a real, ancient heroic spirit! He is the incarnation of the sun god Ra!"
"The newspapers outside are saying it! Our Alabasta might have been called Egypt in ancient times! The Pharaoh was our great king from thousands of years ago!"
"He dispelled the rain of fire! He defeated the Big Mom Pirates! He is protecting us!"
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The effects of this kind of publicity are immediate.
Especially in the southeastern coastal areas and other regions where the Black Sun belief is still relatively shallow.
For many ordinary people, the temple is at least tangible and visible, and its magnificent and splendid appearance is truly awe-inspiring.
Furthermore, Ramses II had a detailed biography, even if it was a mythological version, but this exaggeration only made them more worshipful.
Many people in the southeastern coastal areas have always had a sense of reverence for the heroic spirits who displayed supreme divine power and saved them.
Its credibility and approachability far surpass that of the black sun Tescatlipoca, which only evokes images of eerie rainforests and disasters.
The deeper reason is that the Alabasta people have lived in a scorching desert environment for generations.
The sun is an indispensable and deeply revered natural totem in their lives.
Ramses II considered himself the incarnation of the sun god, perfectly aligning with their inherent cultural genes.
The black sun and the ancient rainforest brought by Tescatlipoca, while magical, fundamentally changed their familiar living environment.
That god brought unfamiliar fear and chaos.
In contrast, a god-king who can bring victory, protect the homeland, and symbolize the sun is clearly more acceptable.
Even in the southwest region, which was under the de facto control of the Kingdom's army and where the Black Sun faith was originally quite strong, wavering began to emerge.
Many people were talking about it privately.
"If the outside speculation is true, and we really are descendants of that Egyptian—then wouldn't this Pharaoh be our ancestor's king?"
"He brought glory to the nation a thousand years ago; now that he has returned, can he lead us out of our suffering as well?"
This conjecture, rooted in blood ties and cultural identity, spread quietly like wildfire.
The Red Team is pleased with this outcome, as the convergence of beliefs can bring intangible power.
Even in this unique world, it still has an undeniable impact on the existence of Heroic Spirits.
More and more people are making pilgrimages to the Great Temple, and the more people there are, the more dazzling and awe-inspiring the light becomes.
This was a scene that the Red team was naturally happy to see, with hundreds of thousands of people coming to the Great Temple to worship in just one day.
Most of them are people who cannot adapt to the rainforest; they are exploited by opportunists and abandoned by the environment!
The symbolic struggle and the law of the jungle, even the black sun cannot tolerate the weak. In this place that worships the strong, weakness is the original sin.
The emaciated mother, holding her constantly crying baby, climbed the seemingly endless steps, exhausted but determined.
You could call it a superstition.
But it was more of a final act of resistance against a world they were unwilling to accept and didn't know how to face.
If you are truly a god, then show yourself!
The people want to see for themselves the king of this land from a thousand years ago.
The people want to know why the land that gave them birth has become like this!
The people are searching for the whereabouts of their once gentle and kind nation.
All of this was naturally observed by Ramses II.
Despite the turmoil in his heart, as a king and as the incarnation of a god, he simply sat there.
He looked at Weiwei, who was heartbroken and already in tears, and this girl who had her own name as a princess was also kind-hearted.
"Do not be sad, smile. My Master. Didn't we make the right choice?"
Now he is even more convinced of his belief: spread the glorious deeds of the Pharaoh and illuminate the dark world!
This war must be won, because it has another meaning.
However, some are happy while others are sad.
Albana, somewhere in the royal palace.
"asshole!!"
Shah Crocodile looked at the report describing the Temple of Ramses II and the spread of the faith.
He was so angry he almost bit his cigar in half.
"That glittering bastard! First he stormed the Holy Land and slaughtered the Celestial Dragons."
"Another one flipping the table! Acting completely against common sense!"
He originally used Tescatlipoca's power to promote the Black Sun faith in order to better control the kingdom's army and people, and to increase his leverage in his goal of seizing power.
Now, a pharaoh suddenly appears out of nowhere, using a seemingly plausible ancient history and real miracles to completely disrupt his plans!
On the sofa nearby, Nicole Robin was watching with great interest the video recording of Ramses II's declaration via Den Den Mushi (a type of electric telephone mushi).
She lightly tapped her chin with her finger, her eyes sparkling with the gleam of an archaeologist discovering a new continent.
"The Battle of Kadesh during the Nineteenth Dynasty of Egypt is a fascinating historical event."
"Every detail is so real, it doesn't seem like it was made up out of thin air. Mr. Crocodile, don't you find that interesting?"
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On another sofa sat Tescatlipoca himself, wearing smoke glasses.
Unlike when he was outside, he was wearing an extremely incongruous modern casual suit and leisurely sipping red tea.
It was as if all the disturbances in the outside world had nothing to do with him.
Hearing Lao Sha's complaint, he put down his teacup with a playful smile on his face.
"Why get angry, employer? Their move was indeed brilliant."
"Using real history as a basis, and using a real person as the incarnation of God to promote propaganda - ha!"
"Doesn't this seem more reliable and easier for mortals to accept than me, a black sun of unknown origin who doesn't look like a good god at all?"
His tone was relaxed, showing no anger at having his faith's business stolen; rather, he seemed to be enjoying an interesting drama.
Crocodile's face darkened.
"Aren't you worried at all? Does the obstruction of your faith's spread not affect your power?"
Tescatlipoca shrugged: "Impact? Minimal."
"Faith is to me as dessert is to you; it's a bonus if you have it, but its absence doesn't affect the fundamentals."
"My very existence is a phenomenon. But you, if you want me to deal with that Pharaoh..."
He gave Crocodile a meaningful look at the remaining two mandatory command qualifications on the back of his hand.
"I'm afraid it will cost you a considerable amount of money?"
Crocodile snorted coldly and said nothing more.
He was well aware of the cost of forcing this guy into service, especially when the situation was uncertain.
He could only suppress his anger for the time being and choose to wait and see.
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