A Villain's Journey Begins in the Type-Moon World

A mournful cry rang out, and the shield, which even Mordred's light cannon could barely withstand, seemed to have lost its will and was easily blown down by Wang Chong. He then rammed into Ritsuka, carrying Mash, and slammed the two of them directly towards Romulus.

“Now, tell me your answer, Romulus. Did you bring them to me with your own hands, or will you continue to open your arms and accept them?”

Wang Chong said calmly.

"...If that's the case, then there's only one answer, isn't there?"

After witnessing the conversation, Romulus opened his eyes, chuckled, and then leaped up, spreading his arms wide to catch Ritsuka and Mash, gently placing them on the ground.

"It seems you have made your choice, Ancestor of Rome." Upon seeing this, Wang Chong clenched his fist, and the Blade of the Ruined King reappeared.

Rome will not reject any child who yearns for it, much less drive a child into the abyss to secure its so-called future, because—

Romulus placed his hands on Ritsuka and Mash's shoulders, golden light erupting from his palms and enveloping them, as he shouted, "They are Rome! They are the future of Rome!"

"Rome's embrace is never open to threats, nor closed to fear! We, Rome, encompass everything and open up everything! There is never any reason to abandon anything from Rome!"

"The earth is Rome, the sky is Rome, the world is Rome, and all people are Rome!"

The golden light repelled the black mist surrounding the two, and Romulus's pupils blazed with divine fire as his voice boomed:

"Foreign gods, you dare to try to divide Rome with fear and power? How laughable! The walls of Rome were forged by the will of millions, and the swords of Rome were tempered by undying souls!"

"Rome wasn't built in a day... Come and fight, you foreign gods. This is the final battle between Rome and you. Even if the earth cracks, even if the sky falls, even if the world is destroyed—Rome and all people of Rome will fight to the very end, until victory!"

"Because—Rome is eternal!"

At that moment, Romulus raised his arms high and shouted. The warriors struck their shields with their swords and responded loudly, their fighting spirit completely reignited by Romulus's speech.

Even the emperors, who held high positions and had been immersed in power for many years, were now filled with fervor, truly grasping the essence of the Roman spirit. Their eyes were fixed intently on their enemy, and they tacitly gathered around Romulus, the ancestor of the gods, forming a circle of stars surrounding the moon.

This time, no one will blame each other; this time, Rome will be united like never before, pointing their spears at the same target.

"What a Roman god-ancestor... Did he mobilize and bless the entire world's fortune? No, it should be said that this is the true power that only the EX level of the Emperor's Privilege can display."

"What a Roman god-ancestor... Did he mobilize and bless the entire world's fortune? No, it should be said that this is the true power that only the EX level of the Emperor's Privilege can display."

Looking at Romulus, who was now displaying an unstoppable momentum, Wang Chong couldn't help but feel a sense of awe. From the perspective of the Qi Observation Technique, all the crimson aura of the entire world was concentrated on Romulus, and Wang Chong even sensed that the world's will at this singularity was breaking free from his control.

You should know that this is a magic circle that Wang Chong stole from Goetia. It is closely bound to the world, just like the Demon Pillar in the previous singularity. As long as it is damaged, the world itself can bear the damage.

But now, this connection has been shaken, and Romulus is seizing his connection with the world in a way that he himself has not even realized.

If Romulus succeeds, not only will I lose control of the world and be unable to control Alaya, but Romulus's spirit origin may even evolve to the level of a Grand Servant, allowing the true god Romulus to manifest in the world.

"To be honest, I'm quite looking forward to the Grand God Ancestor... Unfortunately, now is not the time for you to make your official appearance. Alaya, you should have seen all of this. If you don't use your full power, you're really going to lose."

Wang Chong had figured everything out in his mind, and it only took him a moment.

Then, Wang Chong ordered, "Everyone, listen to my command! Use every means at your disposal to destroy Rome! It's time to end all of this!"

"Yes!" After learning their mission, all of Wang Chong's followers took out their Noble Phantasms and charged towards the Roman legions.

Wang Chong, on the other hand, set his sights on Romulus, the most powerful god-ancestor at present, and said, "Let me see how your empire truly is eternal and immortal!"

"Clang clang clang—"

The two flew into the air and clashed several times. Wang Chong looked at the God Ancestor Romulus with some surprise.

It should be noted that, apart from Arcueid, this was the first time in such a long period of time that anyone had been able to catch so many of his sword strikes, even if it was just a casual blow.

"Hehe, I hope you can hold on a little longer, Romulus." (The rest of the text appears to be gibberish and unrelated to the previous sentence.)

Wang Chong looked at the silvery-white light that appeared behind Romulus, let out a cold laugh, and then continued to fight it head-on.

The ground battlefield had become a living hell. The clash between the monsters and the Roman soldiers was like a giant meat grinder, mercilessly devouring the lives of both sides.

However, the most tragic battles were those between Servants—the energy generated by the collision of Noble Phantasms tore the earth apart, and seas of fire and chasms intertwined to form a death zone.

Boudica lent Ritsuka the white horse, allowing her to oversee the entire operation. However, even with this excellent view, the tactical support Ritsuka could provide was still insufficient.

The vast disparity in the number and quality of Servants between the enemy and our side renders any tactic ineffective on the front lines.

The battle took a dramatic turn for the worse, like dominoes falling. The balance was shattered when the first Emperor Servant was pierced through the chest by Jeanne d'Arc Alter's spear.

"Is this the end of my life?" This emperor, who had repeatedly made things difficult for Ritsuka, could only utter such a lament on his deathbed before collapsing on the land he knew best.

Once the chain of sacrifices is started, it is difficult to stop. The second to fall was Emperor Titus—in a one-on-one battle against Elizabeth and Kiyohime, he was ultimately consumed by Kiyohime's raging flames due to a fatal flaw. He didn't even have time to utter a scream before he was reduced to spirit particles and dissipated.

His fall was like the toppling of another crucial pillar, placing ever heavier pressure on the remaining Servants. In this desperate situation where one was fighting against many, further casualties were only a matter of time.

Ritsuka could only watch helplessly as everything unfolded before her eyes; she could do nothing and change nothing.

Chapter 169: The Brutal Battle

"Mash, watch out, Jeanne Alter is approaching from behind! Don't get bogged down in combat, run! Use your shield to ram them away!"

"Miss Boudica, activate your Noble Phantasm to block Atalanta's rain of arrows!"

Ritsuka could only try her best to direct Mash and Boudica to provide assistance, but how could the enemy Servants let Boudica and Mash escape so easily? Especially with fewer and fewer Servants available to fight, Boudica and Mash were even more unable to break free from the oppressive force exerted by the enemy Servants.

"Your Majesty Nero! Watch out!!"

Just then, Ritsuka saw Nero fighting Medusa when a flying sword appeared behind her and stabbed straight at Nero's back.

That was Mordred throwing the Silver King Sword, and Nero, who was currently engaged in a fierce battle with Medusa, had no energy left to dodge and could only watch helplessly as the flying sword came.

"...Ah...Ah!!!!"

Just then, a roar rang out, and a figure, ignoring Tamamo Cat's claw attacks, charged directly towards Nero's location. Blood splattered like waves from his back, but he seemed unconcerned about the cuts from the claws, continuing his charge towards Nero's back.

"Thorn-"

The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh rang out. Finally, Nero kicked Medusa away and quickly turned around. The scene before him made Nero's body stiffen, but no sound came out of his open mouth.

Caligula was covered in blood, his arms outstretched. A silver-white royal sword pierced right through his body, blood dripping continuously from the blade.

"puff--"

Mordred forcefully pulled back the sword, and blood gushed from Caligula's chest. Caligula staggered back several steps and finally fell backward.

"Uncle!" Nero immediately rushed forward and caught Caligula.

"...Heh...Yu Mei...daughter. I'm so sorry...because of our appearance...your country has suffered such a disaster."

After being caught by Nero, it seemed that due to a fatal wound, Caligula was about to leave. The berserk state that had been placed on Caligula had completely disappeared, and in its place, his eyes were clear.

He looked at his niece, who resembled his sister, and said calmly, "Don't be sad for me... I'm already dead. I'm just returning to where I belong."

“Uncle…” Nero’s voice choked with sobs. Witnessing the departure of her loved ones again pierced her heart even more.

“My sister’s daughter…you are deeply loved by Rome…the love of everyone. I believe that you will be able to carry on Rome!”

With his last ounce of strength, Caligula finished speaking. He himself began to fade into nothingness, dissipating into spiritual particles and vanishing from the world.

“Uncle…I will…I will lead Rome to the very end!” Nero gripped his sword tightly, looking down at the silent face that vanished into light under his gaze.

“Is it time to say goodbye to your loved ones? The Emperor of Rome.” Mordred raised his sword, pointing it at Nero, and said, “Don’t be too sad, you will see him again soon.”

“…” Nero stood up, grasping the Primordial Flame in both hands, letting tears stream down her cheeks, but her expression was no longer sorrowful. She gazed at the Servants surrounding her: Mordred, Medusa, and Tamamo Cat.

Even knowing that every Servant was stronger than herself, she still shouted loudly:

"I am Nero Claudius—past, present, and future. I am the fifth emperor of the Roman Empire, the only one of its kind in the world!"

"I will fight you to the very end alongside my people and the strong who are my sword! No matter how many fall, no matter how much blood is shed... my blade will always be with Rome, fighting on!"

Having said that, Nero took a deep breath, and a crimson light surged from her body, as if she were bathing in a fountain of fire. She swung her sword at the three Servants before her.

No matter how the three parried her sword, no matter how she was stabbed, even though her clothes were completely stained with blood, she still wielded the primordial fire, stubbornly keeping the three of them here so as not to add pressure to the others.

But as time went by, fewer and fewer Roman soldiers were able to fight, and the entire battlefield was almost filled with the dead, who were then mercilessly swallowed up by the black mist, seemingly turning into nourishment for it.

The golden light that symbolized Rome began to dim, a sign that Rome's fate was headed for complete decline. Having lost all its able-bodied warriors, the nation was not far from collapse.

"crocea mors (The Death of Huang)!!"

Caesar's sword, burning with golden flames, struck Joan of Arc's Noble Phantasm, yet failed to budge it in the slightest. Then, several arrows and crystal flowers flew from Joan of Arc's Noble Phantasm, attacking Caesar and leaving him in a sorry state.

"This is just too much... I can't even cut it down, and I'm being shot down by these two beautiful women... Heh, is this some kind of retribution I'm getting in my past life?"

"tenshin kasho zanmaii (turn around, fire-generated samadhi)"

Suddenly, a searing sensation came from behind. Caesar was startled and immediately scrambled to the ground, rolling around without a care for his appearance. Then, Caesar felt a wave of scorching fire surge past him from above. (The last sentence appears to be unrelated and possibly machine-generated gibberish.)

"How can someone so fat be so agile?" Kiyohime covered her mouth with her fan, extremely dissatisfied as she saw Caesar had actually dodged her Noble Phantasm. "Why can't he just obediently die! He's just a fat guy, why doesn't he just get roasted like a suckling pig!"

"Hey, hey, hey, what did Fatty do to you? Did Fatty eat your rice? Is it necessary to say such vicious things?" Caesar complained after rolling around on the ground.

However, Caesar was met with a dozen or so fiery serpents, almost burning his backside.

"Sigh... what a crazy woman... speaking of which, it seems that Titus was burned alive by this woman. She really can't stand even a little bit of fire."

Caesar was secretly alarmed as he watched more and more followers rushing toward him, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? You stupid lizard, can't even handle such a fat guy? Do you need me to stop him?" Just then, Elizabeth rushed over and pointed a gun directly at Caesar.

"Who told you to stop me, you stupid bighorn bull? If you get burned by fire, it won't be my problem." Kiyohime cursed, but she seized the opportunity Elizabeth had created and breathed a flame at Caesar.

Fortunately, Caesar had a certain amount of good luck and managed to dodge the attack.

"You fat worm! You almost burned me! You want to taste the tip of my spear, huh?! I'll stab you to death! I'll stab you to death! I'll stab you to death!!"

Elizabeth swung her spear, cursing and swearing, and her barrage of thrusts forced the exhausted Caesar to retreat repeatedly.

"Idiot! Idiot! Idiot! I told you not to get in my way! My flames don't have eyes! If I really burn you to death, I'll just dig a hole and bury you!"

Kiyohime was merciless in her words, but the flames spewed from her fan in coordination with Elizabeth's attacks were three times more ferocious than before.

Caesar dodged and weaved amidst the shadows of spears and fiery serpents, inwardly groaning:

"These two are arguing fiercely, but their teamwork is surprisingly good! The more they shout at each other, the more aggressive their attacks become..."

"To be honest, those fighting against me aren't exactly serious warriors. Before, it was the Queen, the Goddess Archer, and a village girl who only knew how to defend, which was fine. But these two are treating the battlefield like a marketplace where they're arguing."

"Is it because of this bloated appearance that even a proper warrior would disdain to fight me? I, Caesar, have been a veteran of many battlefields for years. When have I ever been treated with such contempt!"

Chapter 170: The Grand Spear? Ancestor Romulus Quirinus

Regardless of Caesar's thoughts, behind this seemingly playful battle, Caesar already knew that his end was not far off. Soon, he would either be stabbed to death by the dragon girl in front of him or roasted alive by flames.

"If I had to make a choice, I would rather be stabbed to death than be burned alive... No, if I really had to choose, I would naturally choose to live."

"However... I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on until then. Honestly, if there's another battle of this intensity next time, I'd better not use such a bulky body."

Caesar felt his vision blurring, and he knew his strength was about to run out.

He refused to accept this passive, defensive, and gradual decline, as it completely contradicted his aesthetic ideals. Therefore, Caesar suddenly unleashed his final fighting spirit:

"Then let's get straight to the point! — Crocea Mors (The Death of Yellow)!"

Golden light ignited around Caesar as he wielded his golden sword, striking Elizabeth with the force of thunder. (The last sentence appears to be unrelated and possibly a fragment from another text.)

"Clang—!"

"!? Oh no!" Elizabeth was clearly not expected that her opponent would switch so quickly, catching her completely off guard. She even had her spear knocked away by the opponent.

"It seems that the first Servant's head of the day will be mine, Caesar!" At this moment, Caesar seemed to have a sudden burst of energy, and he once again displayed the kingly demeanor he had when he conquered Gaul.

He glared at the enemy who had looked down on him, and without hesitation swung his sword to sever the man's head, intending to end his life.

"Guillotine Breaker (May the glory of the lily crown last forever!)!"

But at this critical moment, a crystal warhorse suddenly galloped up and crashed straight into Caesar.

Not only did he save Elizabeth's life, but he also withstood Caesar's Noble Phantasm attack and slammed him away. This caused the battle, which should have ended, to head towards an alternate ending.

"Ha... I forgot there are still three enemies. Is this crystal horse the Noble Phantasm of the French Queen from later generations?"

As he watched his body gradually crystallize, he no longer had the strength to resist this power and could only feel the life force in his body being slowly taken away.

"Fate has really played a cruel joke on me. I rose to power in Gaul, only to end up at the hands of a future queen from Gaul? Oh well, so be it. It's quite romantic, isn't it?"

Caesar's mind raced. In the final moments before his consciousness faded, his gaze fell upon the ancestor of gods still battling in the air, and upon Nero on the scorched hill, fighting three followers and about to follow in his footsteps.

“God Ancestor, Nero… I cannot continue fighting with you.”

Caesar fell onto the scorched earth, his body, which had transformed into crystals, shattered upon impact with the ground. His body then began to dissolve into countless spiritual particles, disappearing from the land he loved.

"...! Caesar, my child...may your soul rest in peace."

Romulus, the progenitor of the gods, sensed Caesar's departure and closed his eyes in silent mourning.

“Hehehe, Ancestor God, you should accept all of this.” Wang Chong floated in front of Romulus, not in a hurry to attack, but continued, “There has never been an eternal kingdom. Your Rome is no exception. I have only brought forward this time.”

“Look at your feet. Emperors are dying one after another, and even the soldiers of Rome are gradually fading away... When the fifth emperor, who is still holding on, dies, you will be all alone.”

In response to Wang Chong's words, Romulus simply opened his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Rome... will never be destroyed. My children have never truly left me; they are with me, and Rome is with me."