Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

Therefore, his tolerance for all of this is zero!

He could not tolerate these enslavers, these conquerors, these tramplers!

Some might say this is an inevitable growing pain in the development of civilization, but Tsurugi's response to this, besides a FAQ, was simply to bombard him with holy light!

I can't handle these social problems, but I can handle everyone who causes them!

Dazzling holy light shot out from his hands like raindrops, bursting forth one after another in the Roman legions that the Romans were so proud of.

The explosive brilliance repeatedly destroyed the entire legion, and in the sky filled with deafening explosions, only the angels' maniacal laughter pierced the ears.

He even found the killing unsatisfying, so he simply swung the Holy Sound Battle Axe on his back and kept hacking and slashing through the soldiers below.

With each swing and each slash, the strings produced incredibly beautiful music!

The legion's morale collapsed in an instant; the mortal soldiers were completely powerless against the flying, monstrous creatures that defied all reason.

They panicked, feared, and screamed as they looked at the golden monster in the sky.

But Rome still has its own rich heritage.

An arrow, imbued with the silvery glow of moonlight, suddenly flew out from the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

The spiraling arrow, carrying the power to easily traverse hundreds of kilometers and a color that almost stole half the light from the sky, struck Tsurugi's forehead.

Indeed, Tsurugi was caught off guard and was preparing to unleash a thunderous crescent slash when the sudden arrow struck him, causing his head to snap back and his plane to crash.

Man!!

After a brief silence, the Roman soldiers, believing the monster had been eliminated, began to cheer!

"Lady Publia is invincible!!!"

"Diana's light shines upon us, and the moon goddess protects us so that we may be invincible!"

The woman who fired the arrow, a middle-aged woman with silver-white hair, let out a long breath and slowly lowered her trembling hands.

In her hand was a black and gold bow of ancient material.

As she drew back the bowstring, which was as transparent as light, arrows, which appeared as if they were moonlight, gathered together.

She is Publiya, the high priestess of the moon goddess Diana.

The bow in her hand was a sacred relic of Diana, and one of the very few usable relics that the priests of the Pantheon could preserve.

In an era when the gods of old had long since retreated, the wonders of the ancient past were also gradually disappearing from the earth.

The same is true of the legends of the Roman gods. Or rather, after those ancient mechanical gods shed their former shells and merged into the planet as gods, it was inevitable that they would break away from human reason.

And the mysterious also vanishes in this way—it's not accurate to say the world is U-shaped, at least not in the realm of magic, which is not necessarily worse than the past as we get closer to modernity.

At least in the centuries immediately following the decline of the Age of Gods, the overall level of human magic was actually lower than in modern times. Due to the disappearance of the ether and the drastic changes in the environment, the few who continued the path of magic either chose to flee to island nations where the Age of Gods had not yet faded away, or were forced to abandon magic and begin to study the path of the Small Source.

The clock tower had already been built at this point, and the troublemaking Solomon, before his death, assigned his disciples a homework assignment called the Crown Appointment—which caused countless troubles in the process.

Rome at this point in time was truly an awkward time for the mystical world, which was not yet fully established in the West. The clash between the priests and priests who were once based on faith and the nascent, research-oriented magicians led to a severe decline of the mystical community in Rome.

Even so, some ancient relics from the past can still exert considerable power in this era of fading mystery, thanks to the unique characteristics of the machine gods.

"They are nothing but heretical invaders; they have no right to lay a finger on this land blessed by the gods!"

Publia stared fiercely at the direction where the light had fallen.

"Hey, that thing you're holding looks familiar, let me see it?"

But just then, a voice that was incredibly close sounded in Publiya's ear.

Startled, Publiya almost instantly threw a punch to the side, but the next moment, the bow in her hand was forcibly taken away by an overwhelming force.

"You lowly heretic, you have no right to touch the sacred relics of the Moon Goddess!!!"

Seeing Diana's sacred relic being taken away, Publiya was both shocked and furious, and immediately unleashed a punch like a cannon!

But in just a moment, Publiya felt the world spin and she fell downwards. When she got up despite the pain, Tsurugi was already playing with the bow.

He tried to draw the bowstring, but found he couldn't touch the ethereal string. Publia, seeing this, coldly said...

"Don't waste your time. Only Diana's servants are qualified to use this sacred relic."

Dongjiang looked at her, smiled knowingly, then gently slid his finger across the bowstring, slowly covering it with a ray of light. To her disbelief, he slowly drew back the bow.

【The Bow of the Sky】

'A weapon bestowed upon Atalanta by Artemis, the goddess of the hunt, allowing her to control the trajectory of her arrows through magic. When fully drawn, the arrow's power is equivalent to a missile. She can send a prayer to the Inner Sea of ​​Stars; upon successful prayer, her Noble Phantasm will be unlocked.'

Tsugumi recited the so-called sacred object's abilities and effects verbatim from its description, then returned it to Publiya amidst her incredulous expression.

"Come on, show me how it works." Tsurugi beckoned to her with a finger, speaking disdainfully.

"Let me see how good your goddess skills are?"

This thing is of little value to Tsugumi; its own output is simply insufficient for her. And the release of her Noble Phantasm...

In another world, what use would this thing be!

Publiya gripped the Sky Bow tightly in her hand, feeling a profound sense of humiliation. A humiliation of being scorned and insulted.

This is not only an insult to her personally, but also an extreme contempt for the deity behind her, Diana (Artemis).

"Fine, then I'll show you!" Publiya growled, taking a deep breath and reverently raising the Sky Bow in a half-kneeling posture.

"I offer this calamity to the great god, and grant me the power to drive out this heretical deity!"

"Phoibos Catastrophe!"

She raised her bow and arrow high, drew the string taut, and the next moment, as she released it, the arrow, shining like a shooting star, flew out and disappeared into the ethereal sky.

After doing all this, Publiya collapsed to the ground as if she had been drained of all her energy. This was the result of trying to use a creation from the Age of Gods in an era when the Age of Gods had receded.

She gave everything for the glory of God and to expel this infidel from the land of Rome!

The next moment, the shooting star disappeared from the sky, and in its place were two dazzling rays of light!

The crimson and scorching sunlight, and the cold and pure glare.

"Diana, Apollo, have you answered my prayers?"

Publiya knelt on the ground. Even though the magic circuits in her body had been completely drained by the arrow and she was in danger of exhaustion, she was still moved to tears when she saw the two rays of light blooming in the sky.

For believers, this is a blissful moment to prove that their God still exists and is watching over them!

In this age of divine decline, what could be more blissful than having the gaze of the gods still looking upon you through the void?

Moreover, to receive help from two deities at the same time—such glory is something even Atalanta might not be able to achieve!

But just as Publia was blissfully immersed in this moment that belonged to her, the heretic in front of her, looking at the light of the sun and moon converging, merely tilted his head and uttered a single sentence.

"Are you going to get out on your own, or do I have to tell you to get out?"

The next moment, to Publiya's incredulous gaze, the red and blue light extinguished in the blink of an eye.

As if it had never existed, it vanished without a trace.

"What have you done, you heretic... what have you done?!" Publia demanded hysterically.

"It's simple, my backing is stronger than yours!" Tsurugi pointed to the top of his head and looked at her mockingly.

"No, I should say that in this world, I am my own backer. Your backer is not as strong as mine, so he was afraid, retreated, and failed, that's all."

"In the end, this world all comes down to connections, you little punk!"

Tsuruga walked over, kicked Publia, who was trying to get up, and grabbed her hair, forcibly dragging her over so she could see the burning city with her own eyes.

"You, and your gods, are nothing but forgotten losers."

Dongjiang stepped on Publiya's head, making her look at the scene: a city filled with cries of despair, Roman citizens being slaughtered, and countless poor people being dragged and rolled in the mud.

A Roman soldier pierced the chest of a poor man with a spear; to the fully armed soldiers, they were nothing more than livestock to be slaughtered.

But the next moment, four hands covered in frostbite and wounds pulled him to the ground. They were frenzied, shouting, and attacking with crude weapons, some of which were even just their own teeth.

He roared, then screamed, as the noble Roman ordered these lowly colonists to release their grip. They, however, cried out for freedom and justice, for a place in heaven after death.

And so, they devoured the Roman soldier alive in his despair.

The same scene is happening in every corner of this city.

"Hahahaha, even your faith as a believer in gods is no match for ours!" Tsugumi spread her arms wide, laughing wildly at the pale-faced Publiya.

"Do you know why? Because their lives are already like purgatory, the world is already a torturous hell for them, so why not use the name of freedom and justice to drag you, who are high and mighty, into the quagmire and send you to hell together?"

"Oh, they always firmly believe they can go to that heaven, and perhaps they will. But you, who invade other countries, enslave other people's citizens, seize other people's land, and yet call yourselves noble and civilized—if you dream of building a vast empire, you should be prepared to be trampled and dismembered by these barbarians you speak of."

A country and its ruler overthrown by people who can't afford to eat are not worthy of any pity or sympathy. If the system you establish has become a machine for enslaving and exploiting another group of people, then its destruction is only natural.

"The ancient world of this world is no different from the world of ordinary people; it disgusts me," said the Sage Tsurugi with revulsion.

"Damn it, maybe it would be better to send you all back to the Age of Gods!"

As the statue of Diana in the city was toppled, Publia finally let out a shrill and painful scream.

"You'll get your comeuppance!!!" she cursed.

"You will be crushed by the imperial army, your gods will be banished, your followers will be cursed, you..."

"But you will definitely be the losers."

Saint Tsurugi gradually increased the pressure of her foot, watching the priestess's spine slowly crumble as her throat was pinned down. A pleased smile appeared on Tsurugi's face.

"Whether they are in hell or not is uncertain, but you will definitely go to hell after you die."

"Knowing this is enough!"

With a snap, he crushed the priestess's neck, raised his head, and looked with satisfaction at the rising column of smoke, at the massacre of Rome, at the slaughter of modern "civilization" by the so-called 'barbarians' remnants of the divine age.

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The rebellion and massacre lasted for a full day and night.

The rebellion that broke out in the city of Anchorage would later become a major event that would shock Rome, and soon the colonial governor’s army would arrive to quell the rebellion.

But they won't get there.

Because Tsurugi would kill their governor and officials along the way, but he wouldn't do much more.

Honestly, he really needs to get away from Roman territory.