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

Having transmigrated, my only purpose is to kill, kill, kill! : 44. Nero's defeat, Tsugumi's appearance (Ninth update)

The battle currently unfolding within this largely destroyed campus is undoubtedly beyond the comprehension and understanding of ordinary people.

Rin Tohsaka was naturally also shocked by the battle between these top-tier Servants.

This was also the first time she clearly understood just how powerful the Vengeful Emperor Nero card she had drawn really was!

"Could we really win..." Rin Tohsaka muttered softly.

"Fool, Hercules is the strongest!"

Jason, who was standing nearby, was displeased upon hearing this.

—A reaction to breast milk detected. Coast Guards, deploy!

Rin Tohsaka looked at Jason with an indescribable expression. She truly hadn't expected that this legendary Greek hero could have such an unpredictable personality and character.

Hmm... no wonder she gets along so well with Shinji Matou!

However, Rin Tohsaka suddenly felt confused.

Why hasn't she felt any loss of magic power even now?

Although the Tyrant Privilege is an inherent skill rather than a Noble Phantasm, it does not prevent the mana drain caused by this excessively powerful inherent skill forcibly mimicking the effects of other Servants' Noble Phantasms.

But Rin Tohsaka hasn't even noticed any signs of her magic being excessively drained.

She looked at Nero's panel again.

D Strength, D Endurance, B+ Agility, A+ Magic Power, EX Luck, and EX Noble Phantasm

The panel data remains as meager as ever, making one wonder if her claim that she should have been Saber is a complete lie.

Inherent Skill - Tyrant's Domination: EX

In the Roman Empire, the emperor was practically a god; even calling a deer a horse could become real. Nero, however, was the most tyrannical of tyrants, who, with the help and persuasion of demons and treacherous ministers, murdered his own family, slaughtered nobles, and committed countless atrocities. After the demons left, he turned his sword against Christians. Though brutal, this was also proof of his supreme power.

Nero, possessing this skill, can take over almost all of a Servant's inherent skills and even class skills; forcibly seizing them is the essence of a tyrant.

As always, in stark contrast to the meager stats, the inherent skills are excessively powerful, even exaggerated.

The other two, however, were somewhat strange.

True contamination: A++

'The imprint of an incomprehensible external multiverse, a non-existent history, a flawed past, an existence that does not exist in this world descends and covers history across the pan-human history, thus revealing itself.'

Seven Seals: ? ? ?

'The marks branded by the true demon—seven seals, seven rings, seven brides, offered to the Crimson King!'

Rin Tohsaka found the answer in these two skills that didn't seem like inherent skills at all, and whose uses weren't explained at all. But when she saw the class skills, she seemed to have found the answer.

Avengers: A+

'The Avenger class grants the ability to draw magic from someone or something with hatred.'

Nero hated her demon, her treacherous minister, her instigation, her seduction. She fell because of him, loved because of him, hated because of him, and went mad because of his departure. As long as anything related to her demon exists within the battlefield's perimeter, she will gain an inexhaustible source of magical power!

Is this the reason?

Rin Tohsaka was somewhat uncertain and suspicious, but this seemed to be the most likely reason she could find.

So, what is related to that demon? And where is it hiding?

While she was pondering, the battle on the stage had reached a fever pitch.

Nero borrowed the power from a certain son of the sun god using her tyrannical privilege, causing the sword in her hand to burn like the blazing sun!

The release of power has made this attack as powerful as unleashing an A-rank Noble Phantasm.

But is such power enough against Hercules?

Not enough, not nearly enough!

Hercules' right hand clenched loosely, and the air groaned as it was compressed by immense force. A simple, ancient-looking axe-sword, neither gold nor stone, imbued with the concepts of "enormous" and "heavy," silently materialized in his palm.

This is his weapon, an unnamed axe-sword. Like his bow, it is a simple weapon without a name or legend.

But this weapon is all he needs, because his Noble Phantasm comes from his sublimated skills.

"Come on!" Nero felt an unprecedented pressure, but that was the sense of exhilaration she craved. The golden light on the primordial fire grew stronger, and the dark background seemed to be burning. She raised her sword high above her head, and magic gathered wildly, trying to push "tyrannical despotism" to its limit to simulate that supreme glory.

However, Hercules did not give her time to fully complete her usurpation.

His arm muscles bulged slightly, and he didn't even swing it with full force; he simply swung the huge axe sword from bottom to top forward—seemingly casually.

Nine Lives (shooting 100 heads)

It wasn't a specialized form targeting Hydra, but rather the ultimate "technique" itself, embodying Hercules' combat skills, being displayed at this moment. With that single swing, the visually single slash instantly split, overlapped, and enveloped all of Nero's possible evasive and defensive trajectories.

It's not nine attacks, but rather an attack whose efficiency, speed, angle, and even subsequent changes are elevated to the divine realm, transforming into nine potentially lethal possibilities that can exist simultaneously in theory!

The golden light in Nero's eyes was suddenly filled with countless approaching death trails. Relying on her forcibly borrowed "insight" and the emperor's unwavering will, she wielded the primordial fire into a blooming lotus of flame in an attempt to block it.

Clang! Clang! Clang clang clang—!

The impacts were so dense they almost became a continuous series of booming sounds! Each strike was as heavy as a mountain, precisely hitting the weakest points in her defenses and the gaps in her power transfer. The divine power she had borrowed crumbled layer by layer before this absolute skill and strength. The Mountain and River Arm Force was shaken away, the illusory clone she was riding was shattered, and the mental eye she had forcibly glimpsed was overwhelmed by the vaster combat intuition.

"Ugh—!"

Finally, a slash that exceeded her reaction limits struck the blade of the Primal Flame with tremendous force. An indescribable force surged through her, splitting her hands in two, blood splattering everywhere. The greatsword nearly slipped from her grasp, but she was still thrown backward like a kite with a broken string, her armor shattering inch by inch.

However, Hercules' attack was not over. Just as Nero managed to parry the blow, an inconspicuous wristband made of leather and ancient metal on his left wrist suddenly glowed with a dark red light.

That was the War God's Banner, essentially a modified version of the banner of Ares, the god of war. He wrapped it around his hand, channeling the divine energy of his Noble Phantasm into Hercules' body—

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A thunderous sound resounded within Hercules's rock-like body, and amidst these booming sounds, Hercules's already exaggerated attributes were elevated to another level!

Numerical value, this is the absolute numerical value!

And the absolute numerical monster will naturally continue to repeat its own moves!

Nine Lives: Shoot Down 100 Heads!

But this time it wasn't with a stone axe, but with a bow and arrow in his hand!

A dragon-like power coiled around an arrow, transforming into nine attacks that covered the sky and nearly swallowed the earth before it was even released. Faced with the overwhelming attack that was about to engulf him, Nero struggled, using his hands to support himself as he struggled to his feet, trying to activate his Noble Phantasm to counter the attack!

But what was her Noble Phantasm again? Invitation to the breathtaking Golden Theater (Aestus Domus Aurea)?

No, that's not her Noble Phantasm at this moment! The sealed Noble Phantasm, which even she herself can't see, belongs to Avenger! It belongs to the Avenger!

My hatred is, my grudge is, my…

Nero's eyes seemed to instantly gleam with a dark, muddy light; in that instant, she seemed to transform into a different person, screaming in a frenzied, almost insane voice.

"A crumbling vanity..."

The Noble Phantasm was not unleashed; a surge of electricity suddenly erupted from Nero's feet, then gripped her neck.

Just as if he were carrying a cat, Nero's body suddenly relaxed, and at the same time, a disturbing hallucination appeared in front of Hercules!

He saw the young 'enemy soldier' ​​he had thrown into the raging flames.

The illusion shattered in the next moment, and the figure turned out to be calling out to its father.

Oh, Megara, and his three children—Hercules, shed blood and tears!

As an archer, Hercules, who descended as a noble and heroic figure, could not bring himself to harm children.

Even though he knew it was just an illusion, the momentary pause still made him stop unleashing his attack that was about to kill a hundred heads.

When the falsehood was exposed, Nero had already vanished from the spot, and everyone's attention was focused on the street lamp not far away.

Tsugumi was holding Nero, who appeared to be half-dead, in her hand, standing on a street lamp. However, Nero was now appearing in the form of a complete demon.

“A demon…” Hercules stared at the intruder, who exuded an ominous and foul aura, and gripped his bow tightly.

"If I could, I wouldn't want to fight you here."

The television screen on Tsugumi's face displayed a human-like expression of distress.

"After all, I'm just a weak and spineless celebrity TV anchor."

He's lying. If he could, he'd love to solve the problem with violence, but unfortunately, he doesn't have enough violence at hand to kill everyone!

Honestly, he shouldn't have made such a reckless move to expose himself. Although he had already exposed enough, why did he have to save a female servant who had nothing to do with him?

It's not that I think CCB is as superficial, but because...

"Why does Nero from the Moon World have the scent of my magical power when he unleashes his Noble Phantasm?"

Tsugumi squinted at Nero in her hand. The moment Nero unleashed her Noble Phantasm, Tsugumi smelled the scent of his power, that of the Media Demon, Count Goetia.

This is a magic unlike anything in this world, and there's absolutely no possibility of it being faked. So this Nero, perhaps, probably, has some close relationship with him that even he himself is unaware of.

Oh well, I'll have to step into the limelight sooner or later anyway, it's just a matter of time!

So he stepped forward and rescued Nero from Hercules.

Of course, perhaps he doesn't need to meddle in other people's business. It seems that Nero was about to unleash some different Noble Phantasm just now.

Just then, Nero's body suddenly trembled, and he looked up blankly at the television head.

A surge of resentment suddenly rushed into Nero's mind.

The next moment, she pounced and bit like a mad dog whose tail had been stepped on!

Having transmigrated, my only purpose is to kill, kill, kill! : 45. The Temporarily Ended Battle (Ten Chapters Completed!)

When Nero suddenly attacked her like a mad dog, Tsugumi responded without hesitation and retaliated without any mercy!

The electrical wires that burst from his body instantly coiled around Nero's body like countless snakes—at first glance, the scene was quite erotic.

But the next moment, the incredibly violent electric current bursting from his wires wiped away all the beauty.

I, Dongjiang, have always been a champion of gender equality! No matter your reason, anyone who's being unreasonable and asking for trouble will be beaten up first!

"Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh!!!!"

The chubby-faced, busty emperor, with her eyes rolled back, let out a cry like a fairy from the Wood Beads, electrocuted to the point of ecstasy, unable to move.

Tsugumi looked at her with disdain, then glanced around and said slowly and deliberately...