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

"Although both of them have EX-level [Emperor's Privileges], Nero is ultimately human, not a god. She is not yet able to master those powers. She has the stats of a god, but not the status of a god. Heh, what a simple and crude way to stack power."

After Wang Chong understood this, he no longer acted cautiously or with reservations. "Mei, I don't have time. You're busy. Lin is here..."

"A vast expanse of scorched earth!"

Black mist began to spread rapidly outwards from behind Wang Chong, as if it were about to engulf the entire theater.

"Disperse!" But when the black mist tried to approach Nero, it was stopped by Nero's shout, and the effect of the Golden Theater remained.

"Ascend! Blazing Fountain of the Saint!" Nero's primordial fire, fueled by his rising fighting spirit, began to blaze fiercely.

Nero then leaped up, raised her hand to summon roses in front of her, which unfolded directly beneath Wang Chong's feet. Wang Chong felt an inexplicable force binding his feet, causing him to pause slightly. By the time he flew up and broke free, Nero was already upon him.

Instead of striking Wang Chong directly with his sword, Nero struck the ground with it, hitting the giant rose directly. The flames from the Primordial Fire poured into it, transforming it into a giant flaming rose that enveloped Wang Chong and himself.

"boom--"

Then a loud explosion rang out from the center of the theater, and the massive energy surge caused the entire theater to tremble.

Meanwhile, the Servants who had just managed to escape the oppressive domain of the theater couldn't help but feel a little worried after hearing the loud noise.

"Quickly destroy this field Noble Phantasm. I noticed from the beginning that this Noble Phantasm is constantly absorbing the world's magic power. If it continues to operate, the power of that Roman emperor will probably be further enhanced, and it might even reach the level of that Grand Servant from before."

Semiramis, as expected of a Servant who also possesses such a large-scale building as a Noble Phantasm, immediately saw through the true nature of the Golden Theater. She immediately began to contact the [Hanging Garden of Vanity] in the sky and started charging up the magical cannon.

"Damn it, the previous Divine Ancestor Emperor was one thing, after all, he was a true supreme god, so it's not surprising that he could reach that level of strength. But Nero, what makes her so strong?"

Mordred gritted her teeth. She had almost been forced to bend over by the oppressive force of that Noble Phantasm. She couldn't understand why Nero's strength had changed so drastically.

However, Mordred did not delay her work. She gathered all her strength and unleashed her Noble Phantasm, doing everything in her power to destroy the theater in front of her.

All the other Servants were also building up their Noble Phantasms or attack methods to their fullest potential. Only Attila was ordered to temporarily hide her Noble Phantasm and observe the situation.

Although she didn't understand why her Master would give her such an order, Attila ultimately obeyed and silently awaited the outcome.

Finally, several anti-military Noble Phantasms were unleashed, slamming into the theater simultaneously. The theater began to tremble violently; after all, it wasn't a fixed barrier, and faced with the destructive power of such anti-military Noble Phantasms, it was destined to collapse.

Just as the theater began to crumble under the pressure and cracks appeared, a silvery-white light emanated from Nero's body, and the entire theater became even more stable than before.

However, this improvement did not last long. Eventually, the theater began to shake and many cracks appeared again. Just as the theater was about to collapse, everyone had already released their first round of Noble Phantasms, allowing the theater to survive.

"Damn it, this building looks like it's made of stone, how can it be so hard?" Mordred cursed.

"However, it looks like the next Noble Phantasm release will completely destroy this theater. But we'll need a short break to recover after the next release. Hopefully, nothing unexpected will happen to Master."

Semiramis murmured.

Chapter 179: My ferocity surpasses yours

Inside the theater, after Nero's explosive attack, Wang Chong had a few burn marks on his body, but he was not seriously injured, while Nero himself would not be harmed by his own flames.

However, the booming sound coming from outside made Nero frown. Clearly, she had realized that her theater was about to be disrupted by the Servants outside.

“Looks like your rescue act won’t last much longer, Nero.” Wang Chong flicked the flames off his body and said, “This show won’t even last three minutes before someone crashes it.”

"Since the play can't continue, let's just bring it to a complete close."

Nero pointed the Primal Flame at Wang Chong, assuming a charging stance, and said, "Once you are dealt with, your Servants will also vanish, and all the distortions in history will be repaired."

"Heh... Even your god ancestor couldn't do that in such a short time. Do you really think that being able to contend with me in terms of power is enough to defeat me?"

Wang Chong sneered and said.

“Your immortality has been sealed, hasn’t it? Though only temporarily,” Nero suddenly said.

“Your battle with the God Ancestor will inevitably come at a cost and result in damage. I know that my love and power are not yet as profound and powerful as the God Ancestor’s. Yet, even so, I was able to exchange a few blows with you.”

"Your weakness is the best proof—I will defeat you at all costs before you break through the seal set by the God Ancestor!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Nero assumed a charging stance and began to chant:

"Admire my talent, listen to the thunderous applause! Then praise, praise this golden theater!—"

At the very moment Nero assumed his stance, Wang Chong also concentrated all the black energy onto the Blade of the Ruined King, and then said:

"Then I'll make you perish with this one move—pain that pierces the heavens!"

"laus saint claudius 'The Glorious Empire Sung by Maidens'!"

In a flash, two figures, each carrying a completely different power, charged toward each other—golden flames and pitch-black sword energy were about to intertwine like a torrent, and the entire theater floor began to crack due to their actions.

Nero's Noble Phantasm shone brilliantly, and the primordial fire in his hand transformed into surging waves of flame; while Wang Chong's Blade of Ruin stirred up a terrifying black mist, its blade slashing straight at Nero's head.

A fleeting moment!

"boom!!"

A massive wave of fire collided with the black mist, and the dazzling light once again engulfed the entire theater. The intense impact caused the already crumbling theater to collapse completely.

Mordred and the others who were gathering their strength outside were all stunned for no reason when they saw the theater suddenly explode, but they quickly realized what was happening and immediately ran towards the center of the battlefield.

As the light of war faded, Wang Chong plunged his greatsword into the ground. A charred wound, torn open from his left shoulder to his ribs by the flames, was sealed by the intense heat before the blood could flow. The wound was so deep that it almost reached Wang Chong's heart.

However, Wang Chong maintained the same expression throughout, as if he didn't care about the injury at all.

Behind him stood Nero, who had just fought him. Nero was now kneeling on one knee, her head covered in blood, with only her loose golden hair obscuring the bloody mess. Faint golden light began to emanate from her body, a sign that she was about to collapse.

"Your Majesty Nero!" From the very beginning, Ritsuka had been moved to a safe place by Nero, but now, seeing Nero's defeat once again, she rushed over with all her might.

But what can Ritsuka do to help Nero now?

Stop.

However, Wang Chong merely uttered a single word, and an invisible pressure caused Ritsuka to stop in her tracks. Ritsuka was about to say something when she heard Wang Chong continue:

"Don't rush, it's not over between us yet."

"It's not over yet...?" Ritsuka was still a little confused when she heard Wang Chong's words, but then she was surprised to see that Nero, who was on the verge of collapse, suddenly regained his red flames as if in a final burst of energy, and once again raised his sword to slash at Wang Chong.

"The first day is over, and now it's the second day...?" Wang Chong suddenly turned around, his weapon clashing with Nero's strike once more. Blazing waves of fire, the shadows of roses, and pitch-black mist erupted from the two of them.

Ritsuka quickly dodged to the ground, narrowly escaping the shockwave from their collision. She still couldn't understand why Nero, despite suffering a fatal wound, was still alive.

“You’ve become stronger, Nero. Is this the power you possess? [Even though the sun has set thrice]... Not only have you been brought back to life, but you’ve also become incredibly stronger.”

Wang Chong first revealed a smile, then a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he said, "But today, you will finally usher in the fourth day!"

"Let the sun set on the second day first, then you can utter such wild words!" Nero raised her blood-stained face and continued fighting Wang Chong while speaking with utmost seriousness.

"Is that so? With the theater already destroyed, do you still have the lingering sensibility to say such things?" Wang Chong asked coldly.

"Ah...you're right, my Golden Theater was indeed damaged..."

Nero took in the entire theater behind Wang Chong, now completely destroyed and engulfed in flames. Despite the destruction of the Noble Phantasm she relied on, she showed no regret whatsoever.

On the contrary, Nero's fighting spirit intensified, and a pure white light shone from his body, as if some power had merged into Nero's body.

"But...you'll never know what happens next..."

What was originally just a piece of wreckage now glowed with the same white light as Nero's body, and the sword in Nero's hand also changed from crimson flames to a dazzling white light.

"Enjoy the final act of my performance! Even if the curtain never rises again, this moment is for the performer! — those who love me, those who await me, and Rome that loves me so deeply!"

Hearing Nero's words, Wang Chong felt as if he were locked in place by a powerful force, almost unable to move an inch. Even though the theater had been destroyed, was that oppressive force reaching its maximum at this moment?

"Take this—fax caelestis 'The Final Rose That Gallops Among the Stars'!!"

It seemed as if white petals were floating from behind Nero. Wang Chong looked at the white petals, but when they got closer, he realized that they were not white petals at all. They were just rose petals whose original color had been covered by the dazzling white light on Nero.

"Chong-"

By the time he realized this, Nero's figure had already passed through Wang Chong's body and appeared behind him.

Subsequently, numerous slash-like bloodstains appeared on Wang Chong's body, each one penetrating deep into his bone marrow.

"Ugh..." Wang Chong coughed up blood, using his sword to support himself so he wouldn't fall. This wasn't the first time he'd suffered this kind of injury today; he'd been wounded countless times during his previous clashes with Romulus.

However, he has always relied on the True Ancestor Royal Family and various self-healing methods, so as long as he is not killed in one blow, he is not afraid of death at all.

But this time, he had not yet completely broken Romulus's seal on his immortality. Without a doubt, this was perhaps the closest he had ever come to death since the beginning of the day.

However, there was no fear in Wang Chong's eyes, not even a hint of tension. Instead, his eyes revealed a sense of "just as I thought."

"Heh, is this the true source of your power? Nero, who possesses the power of love."

Wang Chong looked at his battered body, but seemed not to care at all, and straightened his body with a stubborn effort.

“You have every reason to be proud of what you have accomplished, Nero… and Ritsuka as well.”

As he spoke, a dense black aura began to emanate from Wang Chong's body, and Nero, who had just unleashed his sword strike, suddenly felt the surroundings darken.

Darkness engulfed the theater ruins, and then engulfed Ritsuka, who was equally bewildered, until the darkness enveloped Nero, and Nero could not sense anyone except himself.

I can no longer sense killing intent or the movement of air; it's as if all six senses have been sealed off.

"But—my ferocity and evil surpass even yours! Ghostly figures abound!!"

At this moment, Wang Chong was using the Nightmare's signature move, "Ghostly Shadows," which he had extracted. He was depriving Nero of his six senses, delivering a fatal blow that rendered him completely defenseless.

"puff--"

The sound of swords slicing through flesh was as melodious as cutting through clear water. Wang Chong, gripping his greatsword, passed right through Nero's body. (The rest of the text appears to be unrelated and possibly machine-generated gibberish.)

From the starting point to the entire process of passing through Nero, Wang Chong's figure appeared like a ghost even to a third party. He was completely unable to see clearly before his figure overlapped with Nero's and then crossed paths.

Wang Chong straightened up from his bowed posture after the attack and turned around, slowly saying, "So... the second day has passed."

A large amount of blood gushed from Nero's back, and signs of his spiritual energy dissipating reappeared. Without a doubt, Wang Chong had once again "killed" Nero.

“Nero, this is the last day. If you die again, you will truly be dead,” Wang Chong said with ease.

Chapter 180: You have the power of love, and I also have the power of love (song).

As expected, although Nero was fatally wounded again and almost killed by Wang Chong, a white light emanated from her body once more, allowing her to recover.

"What a terrifying blow... I never expected you to have such a trump card up your sleeve. No wonder you were able to defeat the God Ancestor."

Nero wiped the blood from his face and said slowly:

"Although you have once again slain a day, all you have gained is a stronger will and belief in me! And you are nearing your end, aren't you? Just one more blow, and victory in this battle will ultimately belong to Rome."

"Perhaps. Your attack just now was indeed very beautiful. It almost pierced through every part of my body that I could use to exert force."

Wang Chong said with certainty, his body trembling slightly, but he said, "However, there's no need for me to take action now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Chong was suddenly surrounded by a group of followers, including Mordred and the others who had arrived.

“Now that your Noble Phantasm has been completely destroyed, the theater is ruined, and that attack just now also consumed the last remaining power of this dilapidated theater… Nero, what will you do in the face of this situation?” Wang Chong replied casually.

"Clang—!"

However, Wang Chong's response was Nero's fierce sword strike, which was blocked by Mordred, Jeanne Alter, and Medusa.

"Damn it—when did this guy get so strong?" Mordred said in disbelief.

"This is probably what Master meant by the completely idealistic power that grows stronger the more you fight, all under the influence of destiny," Medusa said.

"Whatever her power is, with so many of us, how can we not defeat her? Hey, White, protect the Master. The rest of you, follow us!"

As soon as Jeanne Alter finished speaking, she immediately activated her Noble Phantasm, "Roar, my wrath!" A huge black spear emerged from the ground, intending to kill Nero on the spot.

However, something unexpected suddenly happened. Nero's aura changed abruptly, and she actually forced back the three opponents she couldn't defeat before with a single sword strike.

Then, Nero spun around to dodge Jeanne Alter's Noble Phantasm, and with a dazzling horizontal slash, he slashed straight at the three who had been forced back.

"Clang—!" Where is Mei? Where is I? Where is the plum blossom ...

Just then, a golden shield completely blocked Nero's sword strike; it was Joan of Arc's Noble Phantasm. However, Nero's sword strike caused Joan of Arc's Noble Phantasm to show signs of shattering, trembling violently.

"What the hell is this guy?!"

Although Jeanne Alter always enjoys bickering with Jeanne d'Arc, she knows best the defensive capabilities of Jeanne d'Arc's Noble Phantasm. Is a mere ordinary slash enough to overwhelm Jeanne d'Arc's Noble Phantasm?

"call out--!"

"puff--!"

"boom--!"

Just then, the Servants who used ranged attacks, such as Atalanta, Kiyohime, and Elizabeth, each unleashed their signature skills to attack Nero.

Nero did not choose to fight head-on. Instead, he moved his body at high speed, dodging attack after attack, and then slashed at the shield with his sword again.

"Well--!"

Joan of Arc coughed up a trickle of blood; her shield had clearly been broken, and she had suffered a backlash and been injured.

"Sigh...you may all leave."