"——I (Rome) is here."
Standing in front of Nero was a tall, muscular man with strong bronze muscles all over his body.
"Romulus, great father of Rome, will you fight alongside us for once?"
Nero looked a little nervous, like a child who wanted to show off in front of his parents, a little uneasy and a little eager to try.
"Child of Rome, Emperor of Rome, my dear Nero (Rome)." A touch of kindness appeared on Romulus' majestic face, like a loving father, and he gently stroked Nero's head, "You Those words spoken in front of Yu (Roman) on the Seven Hills are enough to make anyone stand by your side.”
“When Yu (Rome) comes here, it’s natural to——”
He raised his hands high, with serious fanaticism in his eyes.
"With the spear of Rome, with the power of Rome, with all the great deeds of Rome, here - defeat the false magic king and his allies!"
"Everything, everything, everything-"
The strange and visually powerful red spear in his hand was extended forward with all his strength.
"They will all be penetrated by my spear!"
"[My gun reaches all things] (Magna Voluisse Magnum)!!!"
The huge trees were summoned by Romulus and pressed toward the Demonic Pillar crazily.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"
Demon God Floros roared in pain.
Romulus is the red ancestor of the gods, the root of Rome. His precious phantom is to call out the big tree that symbolizes Rome and tear apart all enemies while growing vigorously. In other words -
This tree represents the vitality of Rome (humanity)!
"As expected of Yu Dengro's father, this proud gesture really makes Yu's blood boil."
Although he admired Romulus, Nero's eyes revealed a look of unwillingness to admit defeat.
"Yu can't be embarrassed in front of his father!"
"So--"
"Appreciate Yu's talent, listen to the thunderous applause, and then praise it! Praise this golden theater!"
Nero jumped high, and the red sword in his hand seemed to be burning in response to her pride and heart.
"[Laus Saint Claudius] The Glorious Empire Singed by Virgins!!!"
Zheng——
A pillar of the Demon God was actually cut off by Nero. The cut area seemed to be scorched by lava. It was struggling, but it would probably lose its vitality soon.
"Haha, as a regicide, even though I am a failed regicide, do I have to fight with these kings and emperors?"
Jing Ke held the dagger in his hand and said some reluctant words, but he showed no mercy at all.
The dagger she held in her hand was stained with the blood of the Demon God Pillar.
"No matter what happens to that kind of thing, Your Excellency Jingke." El-Melloi II was standing next to her, holding a cigarette from nowhere in his mouth, looking at Alexander who was fighting side by side in the distance. With Darius III, his expression was incomprehensible.
"Mr. Zhuge seems to be very interested in the two of them?" Jing Ke shook his dagger, the blood disappeared, and glanced at El-Melloi II with interest.
"I'm not Zhuge Kongming himself. Well, it's no different now." El-Melloi II shook his head, "I just feel inexplicably the impermanence of life as a servant."
"Alexander the Great and Darius III, the two of them were recorded as mortal enemies in history, but in this place, they were able to fight together for a certain goal. Perhaps, the saint named Joan of Arc was right. Here." He looked in a certain direction.
Although the distance was far away and it was impossible to see clearly what was happening, there were three figures running there. They shuttled through the battlefield of the Demonic Pillar and ran non-stop towards the core of the Temple of Time.
Fujimaru Ritsuka?
"Is this why you said the above sentence?" Jing Ke couldn't help but laugh, "Mr. Zhuge, maybe you think of me too narrowly. If it's for the sake of all the people in the world -"
"My knife will never mistake where it should be pointed."
After saying that, Jing Ke disappeared from where he was.
She won't stop fighting.
El-Melloi II stood still and did not move. He just took a puff of cigarette, passed it through his lungs silently, and then exhaled it.
"Haha, maybe it's not bad to do this once in a while."
A glimmer of light appeared in his eyes, and then he pointed his feather fan forward.
"[Eight Formations of Stone Soldiers]!!!"
"What a familiar scene."
Atila stood on a high stone platform, looking down at the complicated battlefield below, with no emotion in his eyes.
But the gems on her head didn't seem to be just for decoration. They were emitting light irregularly, which seemed to show that her mood was not very calm.
Why did she come here?
Only those who have hope for humanity and have fought side by side with the Master named Fujimaru Ritsuka, or have become enemies, will choose to summon themselves and come to this special singularity.
She sighed.
She is destruction itself, whether it is the sky or the earth, or even nature, this concept is conveyed to her, to Attila.
The giants from 14,000 years ago were all crushed by her. Although she did not remember all that, it was like the nightmare of the Olympus god, but now...
With this identity, this position, standing in this place.
The very fact of standing here illustrates her position.
"never mind."
She closed her eyes and no longer let some unnecessary feelings hinder her thinking. She knew that her thinking was damaged, so thinking more would only make it more painful.
However, now that I'm here, then——
Just destroy some things and go back!
She raised her sword, the sword she had plundered from Mars, the Greek Ares, above her head.
A huge light shined above the intelligence room.
"-Huh!? That is!" All the servants and all the Demon God Pillars noticed the light and the King of Destruction standing in the light.
"It's Atila. Since she appears here, it means-"
Nero's eyes lit up.
"This time, it's not about destroying civilization but just killing life."
Attila doesn't know whether these monsters can be regarded as living things, but in short - they are destructive!
She swung her sword down suddenly and charged towards the demon pillars in the intelligence room.
"[Military God's Sword] (Photon Ray)!!!"
The light enveloped the entire intelligence room. Lawrence and the other eight demon gods roared in fright and anger, but to no avail.
They have been completely suppressed by the followers.
The intelligence room is almost finished.
(End of chapter)
