Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

"Nero clutched his chest, his face flushed with excitement, "I know, I know! This is a miracle built eight years after my death, transformed from my Golden Palace, the most dazzling jewel in the City of Seven Hills!"

Amidst the deafening cheers, the red-clad emperor, letting the dizziness overwhelm her, strode forward recklessly toward the arena.

Even if this was a creation after her death, a result of wanton misuse of her legacy, how could the citizens of Rome not attend such a grand celebration!

"Let's go, guests, this is our last grand feast in Rome!"

As if in response to the emperor's words, a dazzling light burst forth from the arena, enveloping the cheering Nero and teleporting Fujimaru and the others into the audience seats.

I saw it: humans and beasts facing off in the arena.

They heard it, the voices of arms raised high, offering tribute to the gods.

"May all the gods in heaven bear witness, and may all people on earth witness—"

"By the war god Mars's merits, this is a glorious duel, a war to claim victory!"

The great wheel of Mars appeared, and the atmosphere of struggle filled the entire arena. A solemn, blurry figure appeared in the three most prestigious seats and took his seat.

That is the god of war, Mars, the majestic lord of Mars, the god of destruction and discord!

"By the authority of Jupiter, the King of Gods, we offer burnt offerings to the gods, and may they bless our expedition!"

Endless lightning crashed down, and the chief of the twelve Olympian gods of Rome appeared on the highest seat, casting an intrigued gaze upon the men and beasts in the arena.

Finally, the white-haired, golden-eyed youth completely exhausted his Grand Spirit Origin, calling out the name of the First King:

"By the legacy of the divine ancestor Romulus, this is a duel to sever the evil of primates and to reveal the glory of humanity!"

On the seven hills, the romantic breeze swept across the flowers, trees and shrubs of the Mediterranean. Romulus, clad in mythical armor, opened his eyes. After a brief moment of surprise, he revealed a smile of great appreciation and took his seat in the center of the hall.

This is the miracle born from the state he founded, a manifestation of both glory and sin; nothing else can better represent the two sides of Rome.

And now, the gladiators who stand here as 'human beings' shout loudly, offering a stage and performance for the heroic souls of Rome, to strangle the beasts bred by the world (Rome) in their cradle!

This is the responsibility and commitment of humanity (Rome), the pride and destiny of humanity (Rome)!

As the ancestral god, this is the most perfect gift that his descendants have presented to him!

However, the only drawback is that... this young man seems to have broken away from my (Rome's) embrace before this and proclaimed himself the Great Qin?

Tsk, the Chinese faction moves really fast... The younger generation is useless, how come they couldn't keep him in Rome?

In the tense atmosphere of this confrontation with the evil of humanity, Romulus rested his chin on his hand, his gaze fixed on Nero, who was cheering in the audience, and an invisible sense of intimidation emanated from him.

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Meanwhile, Nero was overjoyed at the reunion.

"Uncle! Lord Caesar! Boudica! Generals! You're all here too!"

"Legion forever, victorious forever"—the Legion of Elysium's anthem.

Chapter 307 The Arena of Glory and Slaughter

Chapter 308 The Arena of Glory and Slaughter

When Fujimaru and the others were teleported to the audience seats, they not only saw Sakugetsu summon the three supreme gods of Rome, but also discovered that a group of familiar Servants were sitting next to them.

Hercules, who was the first to sacrifice himself, Jing Ke, Lu Bu who was still glorious in defeat, Boudica who sacrificed himself to cover the rear, Tamamo-no-Mikoto, Elizabeth... even Caligula and Caesar, Alexander and Darius, who were once enemies, all appeared nearby.

“My king…” Waver looked at the handsome red-haired boy and felt a lump in his throat. The latter, despite his young appearance, acted mature, patted his minister’s shoulder, and smiled encouragingly.

Tamamo-nyan and Elizabeth were chattering away, seemingly arguing about something, but their eyes lit up when they saw Fujimaru appear, and they immediately surrounded him.

Jing Ke, Lü Bu, and Hercules sat together. What were the two berserkers and the drunken assassin, who was comparable to a berserker, discussing? No one knew.

The atmosphere between Boudica, Caligula, and Caesar was somewhat subtle, but upon seeing Nero appear, they couldn't help but smile.

"You've arrived, Nero, and the Servants from Chaldea."

"What's going on?" Fujimaru couldn't help but hold his breath, afraid that this was just a fragile dream.

“Don’t worry, young man.” It was Caligula who spoke. Under the gaze of the three supreme gods, he broke free from the gaze of the moon goddess Diana and regained his clarity. “That is the result of the resonance between the crowned spirit and the land of Rome. The young man named New Moon, his courage is not to be underestimated.”

“That is indeed the case.” Jing Ke, carrying a wine made of spiritual energy, still drank happily. “Neither Lord Wu’an nor he could become a Grand Servant. Since that’s the case, instead of using Grand Spirit Origins to exert ten parts of their strength, it’s better to dedicate them to the world and receive twelve parts of their strength in return, even if nothing is left afterward.”

Through the doctor's explanation, Fujimaru understood what Jing Ke and Caligula meant—if the new moon could accommodate a Grand Spirit Origin, even if it couldn't become a true Grand Spirit, it would still be qualified to be a candidate for Grand Spirit, and this rank would be retained even after the battle ended.

However, he did not do that. Instead, he paid the price of a Grand Servant's Origin to obtain enough corrective power to construct this arena and allow the sacrificed Servants to return from the Throne of Heroes. He used their energy to maintain the barrier and prevent the Beasts from escaping.

"Is this the masterpiece completed by the emperor after the young Nero?" Caesar patted his round belly and couldn't help but sigh, "A being that embodies the struggle between man and beast, a prison from which only one side can be freed... I must admit, that one called New Moon is much more arrogant than us Augustus."

“I’m much better than you, aren’t I?” Boudica retorted rudely.

Upon hearing this, Nero couldn't help but turn his gaze to the young man on the field.

The gentle morning light shone down, illuminating his platinum blonde hair and outlining his sculpted face, making him look like an ancient Greek hero stepping out of a stone statue, standing tall and proud in the arena amidst cheers from the crowd, awaiting the challenge to come.

"Ah..." Nero couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, gazing at the scene in a daze, imprinting it deeply into the depths of his soul.

She called herself an artist comparable to Apollo, the god of music.

Despite being tone-deaf, this young empress certainly possessed a strong artistic talent.

That's why she was so captivated by this outstanding opening ceremony.

The final battle will be accompanied by bloodshed and strife, slaughter and pain. An impenetrable darkness will cover the entire sky, and crows will hoarsely caw as they fly by, pecking at the rotting corpses and spilling blood.

But after this man arrived, everything changed.

He brought the wind.

He brought cheers.

He brought golden hope.

Thus, the magnificent arena stood, and the swaggering beast was confined within. No sacrifice from others was needed, no farewells from the warriors were required. All that was needed was for the beast to complete its myth of vanquishing the evil beast single-handedly amidst the cheers of the crowd and under the watchful eyes of the three supreme gods.

...What a romantic chapter!

With eyes sparkling with childlike joy, the girl in the red dress stared blankly at the man on the field, her heart pounding with excitement.

Will we reap a resounding victory, or will the sunset bring only lamentations from the people?

In any case, Nero felt it was necessary for her to witness the end.

With fists clenched and held in front of her chest in prayer, a young girl in the throes of first love eagerly awaits the birth of a hero.

[Power Unleashed]

[Failure, weakened concept]

[Seven Beast Crowns Activated]

[Failure, conceptual collapse]

The Golden Cup is retrieved.

[Failure, encountering resistance]

[The Number of the Beast Revealed]

[Success, then alienation]

[The Power of the Beast Arises]

[Successfully upgraded]

Just like Sesshouin Kiara, who was targeted by BB in the Deep Sea Cyber ​​Paradise and had all her powers sealed, when she was enveloped in this duel arena, the Beast of Sodom, or rather Draco, felt her body lighten and her power was instantly drained away.

The functions that belong to human evil were completely exorcised, while the functions that focus on the 'beast' aspect were corrected and modified.

As she looked up, she was met with three seemingly tangible gazes. Romulus, Jupiter, and Mars, the three supreme gods, were looking down at her, which made her click her tongue in displeasure.

Even if what the new moon summons is just a mirage, a god is still a god, and even a single thought of theirs has its own wonders.

The overwhelming suppression this arena exerted on her was largely due to the machinations of the three supreme gods.

Of course, what made all of this possible—

"Do you really want to reseal Yu?"

Faced with Draco's questioning, Shuoyue stretched her body and responded with a warm, gentle smile:

"Isn't it better for you to stay by my side? It's much better than having your restraints removed when you get serious, isn't it?"

"Hmph, that's true." Draco, whose forces had grown considerably along the way, sneered, hitting the nail on the head. "Your killing intent is already showing, Shuoyue."

Just as Draco said, even though the words of the new moon were gentle, behind him, one deadly weapon after another had already gathered. The Dragon Heart roared, transforming into an engine that transported the magic power of the Holy Grail, transmitting power to every part of his body.

The Holy Grail, enshrined in the Book of Fate, is an inexhaustible source of magic that even Draco could not obtain.

As the anchor points were lowered, they resembled chess pieces on a board, interlocking and transforming into deadly threats, awaiting the player's command. The seemingly empty shadow of imaginary numbers unfolded, appearing harmless, yet it was a source of sealing power that even Draco feared.

Projection magic, substitution magic, imaginary number magic.

After unleashing his three signature weapons, Shuoyue was still not satisfied. Iron light gathered in his hand, transforming into a crimson spear.

The spear tip pointed straight ahead, accompanied by a slight tremor in the arm, emitting a rhythmic buzzing sound that spread out in layers, enveloping the entire area.

"Oh, a compound magic spell called Tuning?" Having spent so much time with Shuoyue, Draco immediately saw through her trick, his expression mocking. "Without the ability to launch an attack in the Imaginary Realm, what use is this magic spell of yours?"

The young man smiled without saying a word, but with a flash of his eyes, he thrust out the spear in his hand.

“You’ll know if you try it!”

The battle begins in this arena witnessed by the gods!

Chapter 308 Now at the bottom of the ancient border prison

Chapter 309 Now at the bottom of the ancient border prison

"Rome! Rome! Rome!"

A thunderous cheer erupted as the audience's anticipation and blessings were expressed in shouts that reached the hearts of the challengers.

Amidst the deafening roar that echoed through the arena, the young man, crimson magic spear in hand, took a step forward.

Rifles drawn, charge!

His opponent was the Sodomite, a beast tens of meters tall, a malignant aggregate of primates, and the natural enemy of mankind!

Yet, in this arena filled with glory and carnage, facing the enemy's power that burned like stars, Shuoyue felt a surge of joy and ecstasy.