I, Fujimaru Ritsuka, am back with a max-level character!

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Chapter Twenty-Six: The Second Palace - The Palace of Fury - Uncle Caligula

After breaching the first Palace of the End, Nero regained a quarter of the imperial power he had lost.

Only after defeating all the emperors can Nero reach the Roman palace atop the mountain, reclaim his throne, and save the world from its catastrophe.

The changes in this world all weighed heavily on this tiny body.

What's reassuring is that there was no confusion or unease in the girl's sword. If she lost in terms of momentum before even encountering another version of herself, she would never be able to win.

"The third emperor of the empire, the former tyrant Caligula, was the emperor who guarded this palace."

Simon stepped onto the steps first, looking up at the dark space. The Palace of Fury, which should have been magnificent, did not give off an aura of fire and destruction.

The palace, built of hard, white rock, radiates a moonlit glow, giving people a sense of warmth and comfort.

"This is the palace guarded by Emperor Caligula. He should have been a wise ruler, as he worshipped the moon goddess Diana, but his confused mind made him crazy and cruel."

"Hmm, I think I know."

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded slightly.

"He's Nero's uncle, so he must be a very important person."

He met Nero's gaze.

"..."

The crimson-haired girl swallowed hard, and after a moment of sadness, her emerald eyes quickly hardened.

"Hmm, don't worry, even if it's your uncle, there's nothing you can do. If you have to move forward, you still have to move forward."

Battle was inevitable. In order to reclaim his power, Nero had to fight his deceased uncle, even if he was unwilling.

"The one I want to defeat is not my uncle, but the false emperor summoned by evil!"

"I must ensure that the spirits of the emperors of past dynasties can rest in peace."

The golden combat boots clanged loudly on the steps.

The palace, bathed in the bright moonlight, was cold and cruel.

Calmness conceals madness.

"Hmm, it does have a sense of the madness of the moon goddess Diana, a beauty that is both incomprehensible and exquisite."

"Uncle, Yu is here."

Nero's voice echoed through the empty Palace of Rage.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was clear enough.

Hiss~~~

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the white cloak behind Nero's golden shoulder armor fluttered gently in the wind.

From within the dimly lit emperor's throne, two scarlet beams of light suddenly shot out. These were not laser weapons capable of piercing everything, but rather terrifying eyes.

Even in his madness, those eyes revealed the same wisdom as Olympus had possessed back then.

The emperor of Rome was not like the emperor in Chinese imperial power, but rather the first citizen and chief consul of the empire.

Sitting in this position, there may be terrifying tyrants and dictators, but there will definitely not be any benevolent ones.

"Nero...Nero?!!"

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh... Nero!"

With no whites in his eyes, only red pupils in his black eyes, the king, a symbol of the empire's madness and cruelty, stood up and, in a hoarse voice, called out Nero's name.

"How...beautiful...your figure...awoooooo—how I long to be trampled by those golden boots, how I long to be torn apart and ravaged by you...!"

The roar was tinged with a slight tremor.

Damn, isn't this uncle a bit strange?

Nero raised his sword, and the blazing flames spread to the tip.

"Well, it's really hard for me to be an enemy of my uncle who has come back from the dead. But I must keep moving forward and continue to protect Rome."

"Should we intervene, you little emperor?"

Black Saber stood beside Fujimaru Ritsuka and asked calmly.

Nero shook his head and refused.

"No need, this is my battle!"

"Faced with my uncle who has lost his mind, I must personally kill him to put him to rest!"

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Nero soon paid the price for his words and actions.

I originally thought that by connecting with Fujimaru Ritsuka and communicating with myself on the Throne of Heroes, I would have no problem taking on Caligula one-on-one.

However, the moment the blade clashed with Caligula's, Nero sensed something was amiss.

Speed, too fast!

That's not the speed an uncle should be going for at all.

[Nero, activate your imperial privileges and get out of the way immediately!]

In the girl's momentary shock, Fujimaru Ritsuka swiftly issued battle orders to the visiting Servants.

Just like the Pokémon's god-tier move "Quick Dodge," Nero's agility was instantly increased due to the unreasonable effect of the Emperor's Privilege.

At this moment, Super Uncle was like a raging beast, his mind clouded and in a frenzy, his strength bursting forth like a thousand pounds.

boom--!

The ends of her hair were slightly cut off at both corners, and the hand chops narrowly passed over the girl's face, sending out several golden, shimmering strands of hair.

"Caligula's power, how should I put it, is much stronger than we know. Unbelievable... He's only been dead for a short time, how can he have such great power?"

Hei Dai looked at Ximen, instinctively feeling that this black-haired, black-robed adjudicator might know something, or be hiding something.

"Caligula was originally an emperor of Rome, and was granted the privilege of tyranny over the entire Roman Empire..."

“That child is now at odds with the concept of [Rome], so it’s natural that he’ll find it difficult.”

"Unless she can liberate her own [Rome] here, she has no chance of winning."

Does her mention of Rome refer to the Golden Theatre?

The Nero we see today is not the Heroic Spirit Nero, but a replica from the Throne of Heroes.

"Granted the privilege of Roman rage?!"

It sounds like a blessing from the Lion King.

"By the way, Simon, what kind of being is this Nero? The Nero who can grant Caligula Rome the power of 'Berserk' must have a spirit origin at the level of a god, right?!"

.......

"Please allow me to keep this a secret for now; it's not the right time to talk about it yet."

The adjudicator, unusually irritable and with his gaze fixed on the battle between Nero and Caligula, answered casually.

This guy seems like a completely different person.

Are you Sherlock Holmes in disguise?

Thinking about it carefully, it's still unlikely.

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Through an encrypted call formed by interconnected networks, Nero, nominally a servant of Fujimaru, learned about the current situation.

Her only chance of winning is to be able to release the subspecies barrier that should belong to Heroic Spirits, the Golden Theater, and expand its coverage.

Faced with the tyrant Caligula's powerful and swift attacks, Nero struggled to defend himself while his mind raced.

Caligula's claws transformed into afterimages, and the immense energy in his palms, like crimson lightning, violently tore through the surrounding air with crackling sounds.

Golden Theater, Golden Theater...

Hmm, my Golden Theater.

Nero, wielding a scarlet, flaming blade, unleashed all his might at the crimson lightning that scorched the air.

Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Golden Theater Opens to Thunderous Applause

"Ughhhhhh—! Rome!"

"Ora ora ora ora ora ora!" The powerful fists felt like a mountain pressing down on Nero, making it hard for him to breathe.

"So strong, really so strong, Uncle."

Nero gritted his teeth and endured Caligula's ferocious attacks.

The fists landed as fast as raindrops.

The Primal Scythe emitted a muffled groan and a mournful howl, like metal being hammered, which made people marvel and even fear its unparalleled terrifying power.

"But... I will absolutely not give up!"

"I am getting stronger, constantly getting stronger. Even if I face my uncle who is already like a walking corpse, I will definitely fight with all my might!"

hiss---!

Theaters are for people to listen to.

Singing is something to be appreciated.

I am an omnipotent genius; there is nothing I cannot do.

I have always believed this.