"Sir Animusfia, be careful!"
Nero's reminder interrupted Animusfia's words.
At the same time, strong magic fluctuations also came from behind Animusfia.
However, the only people behind Animusfia should be the slave embedded in the wall and Sextus, whose limbs were broken.
What else could there be?
Animusfia turned her head and looked doubtfully——————
Like a puppet whose limbs were lifted up by strings, Sextus' body was surrounded by purple light. He stood up in a strange posture at some point, picked up the dagger on the ground and pointed it straight at Ani. Musfiya stabbed.
"Ah...ah..."
Sextus wailed in a low, hoarse voice.
It was like a dying person whose feet were tied to heavy stones and he was drowning in the water.
But his movements were not as feeble as those of a dying man.
On the contrary, Animusfia might believe that the Sextus in front of him was a strong and strong professional gladiator.
magic?
This was the result that Animusfiya subconsciously thought of.
In this era of 60 AD, although the magic of the Age of Gods is on the verge of disappearing, you can still find a lot if you look carefully.
Nero's court magicians, who had died at the hands of Caligula, were an example of this.
I'm afraid that the magician wasn't an easy being to deal with. He just met an unreasonable servant who was almost cheating, so he died in such a bitter agony.
Even Animusfia's magic could not fully work on Caligula, let alone ordinary magicians.
Before he could think too much, the gleaming dagger had already arrived in front of Animusfiya.
"I...I am the will of Rome!!"
Sextus howled and thrust the dagger in his hand towards Animusfia.
"Keng——————!"
The crisp sound of gold and iron clashing resounded throughout the chamber.
Animusfia manipulated the metal prosthesis and held Sextus' dagger firmly in her hand.
Purple light continued to emerge from Sextus' body, trying to wrap around Animusfia's prosthetic limb through the sword blade.
The strength transmitted from the dagger is far beyond what a normal person can possess. Although it is not comparable to Caligula's attack, it is still one-third of its level. .
If Animusfia hadn't had Da Vinci's improved prosthetic limbs, even if he had become a pseudo-server, he might not have been able to fight head-on.
This was impossible for an ordinary Roman senator to do.
The one who fought against Animusphia was not Sextus at all, he was just a puppet played on strings.
"Jupiter!"
Without any further hesitation, Animusfia chanted the name of the main god in Roman mythology, and several powerful currents were shot out from Animusfia's prosthetic limbs.
Sextus was turned into charcoal under the electric shock, and lay on the ground with his limbs curled up.
The purple light lingering on him also dissipated.
Animusfia frowned and looked at Sextus' body. He had just faintly seen a few "threads"-like things break.
However, the attacks against him and Nero were not over yet.
"We are the will of Rome!"
Several other elders sitting on the seats also shouted in unison, and like puppets on strings, they attacked Animusfia.
Nero tried to rush to Animusfia's side, but the elder with purple light all over his body also blocked her way.
"hateful!"
Nero wielded the primordial fire and easily chopped down the senator standing in front of her.
But it was too late to help Animusfia.
"Sir Animusfia!"
One of the senators who ran up behind Animusfia drew a knife and stabbed Animusfia in the back.
"hiss--!"
Animusfia had to take a breath due to the sudden stinging pain.
"Jupiter!"
Animusfia did not look back, gritted her teeth and recited the name of the magic spell.
Several more bright and thick bolts of lightning struck out, and with the loud sound of thunder penetrating the air, the powerful voltage instantly spread the lightning throughout the Senate.
The crumbling lights were completely extinguished.
The Senate fell into silence and darkness.
In the face of such changes, no elder dared to speak out.
Everything happened so fast.
Just a few hours ago, they were enjoying life in their respective homes.
Although the front line was quite tight and the surrounding provinces had lost contact, the impact on the Roman city, the capital of the empire, was still minimal.
But in the blink of an eye, the city of Rome was destroyed and the palace was razed to the ground.
The prestigious senator attempted to assassinate Augustus after proposing to impeach him, but was defeated by a mysterious man brought by Nero.
Just when they didn't even know who the mysterious man next to Nero was, several other senators who usually made decisions about the affairs of the Senate also violently assassinated him.
It's not like their style at all.
The best way out these days is to remain silent.
"Lord Animusfia! Lord Animusfia!"
Only the voice of Nero calling Animusphia echoed in the Senate chamber, which was wide enough to accommodate six hundred people.
Several senators tremblingly ordered the slaves to light the lamps again.
The Senate, which had been plunged into darkness, once again returned to the light.
What came into the eyes of the elders again were several charred corpses lying on the ground with their limbs twitching and twisting.
And Animusfia, who had done all this, was sitting in the seat reserved for senators, panting.
"Sir Animusfia! Is it okay?"
Nero asked him eagerly from the side.
"Thank you for your concern. I have no problem, Your Majesty."
Animusfia replied to Nero with a normal expression.
"But you all————"
Nero looked at the dagger inserted behind Animusfia, with traces of bright red showing through.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty. This is not a big injury to me now."
While speaking, Animusfia pulled out the dagger inserted in his back. After a few drops of blood were left, the wound returned to its original state.
Animusfia's gasp was only caused by his use of magic.
"I am your [servant] now. As long as it is not an instant fatal injury or missing limbs, other conditions can be recovered. Your Majesty does not need to worry."
"Yeah...."
Nero let out a sigh of relief.
"Then I can rest assured...I'm sorry, Lord Animusfia..."
"Why does Your Majesty want to apologize to me?"
"If it hadn't been for Yu's order, you wouldn't have been assassinated by Sextus."
Animusfia shook her head and continued:
"No, this has nothing to do with you...not even with Sextus. The assassination was definitely not his and the senators' original intention."
"You mean?"
Nero looked at Animusfia in confusion.
"You are now caught in a huge web of conspiracy, Your Majesty."
