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Above the Roman Court, divine radiance was revealed on the ground.

Rovi was not surprised by this scene.

Even though the age of gods has long since passed, Rovi knows that the Roman faith is inherited from the Greek faith. Therefore, the Roman gods are the Greek Gods. Even though the age of gods has passed, they can still manifest on earth by relying on the degraded bodies of the 'humans' left behind.

Greece walked with the gods, and so did Rome.

The only difference is that the Roman gods, as natural deities, are far less powerful in the present world than they were in the Greek era.

However, that is only relative to their physical weakness. To humans, gods are always gods.

At that moment, as Rovi uttered those words, the Roman Praetorian Guards bound by chains froze, the struggling Praetorian Guard commander froze, and even Nero himself froze.

Disrespect for God... that is a grave sin!

Rome was an excessive worship of freedom, but it was freedom of thought, freedom of philosophical concepts, not freedom of action.

Disrespect for God is still a sin.

In particular, the god that appeared was Mars, the most revered god of Rome, the god who founded Rome, Mars, God of War.

Everyone stared in disbelief, but Rovi simply chuckled and put the chains binding the Royal Guard into the King's Treasure.

He looked up and saw a hazy divine light appearing and descending in the air, spreading out layers of light mist as if a pair of 'eyes' were slowly opening, within which a tall shadow appeared—

With its feet planted on the ground and arms slightly outstretched, the steel-cast shell glows with a crimson, flame-like light. Its high-arched shoulders support massive power units, its hands power propulsion systems filled with lava, and flame jets are positioned between its feet.

His head was topped with a sharp, prismatic forehead that fell like a helmet, beneath which were a pair of dark purple, flickering 'eyes'. In his hand he held a huge 'sword' that shimmered crimson and swirled with light.

That is ' Mars, God of War '.

"Homage to the great Mars, God of War!"

The guards immediately knelt down, and their commander swayed as he said, "Great Mars, we had no intention of disturbing you, but the enemy's strength is too great, we are no match for them!"

"I know." The enormous figure in the air nodded and slowly descended from the sky. Its massive steel form was like a towering mountain when it was in the sky, but it kept shrinking and contracting as it fell. When its two feet touched the ground, it became a majestic figure that was not much taller than an ordinary person.

Sweat slowly seeped from Nero's forehead, and tension appeared on his fair face. This tension stemmed not only from the power of ' Mars ', but also from the psychological pressure brought about by Mars ' status in his education from childhood.

She quietly reached out and nudged Rovi's arm beside her. "Why don't you... go first, Qing!"

"I am, after all, a member of the King of Rome. If I stay... I suppose they won't do anything to me!"

Despite his fear, Nero Claudius still made this decision.

Even though Rovi uttered such rebellious words against the gods, in Nero's eyes, Rovi was someone she had 'brought', so she had to take responsibility for him.

Moreover, compared to other Romans, Nero, although she also revered the gods due to her upbringing, was bolder and did not lose her will to rebel simply because she saw the gods.

Rovi waved his hand. "No need, no need."

He looked at ' Mars ' opposite him.

Mars also looked over.

Then came a burst of hearty laughter. "Hahaha, it's been a thousand years! You're still as dazzling as ever!"

"My father!"

It really is Dad!?

Everyone choked up.

Rovi stepped forward, tapped the steel plate on Mars' chest, and laughed, "I can't compare to you. You went from Ares to Mars and even regained your Mechanical Body!"

"The root of a god's power is to cover his own traces on the river of time, tracing back to the past—my past, isn't it this lost Mechanical Body?" The past Ares, the present Mars, said indifferently.

The guards were stunned again. Nero opened his mouth, somewhat taken aback, but Mars ignored them and continued, "Father, what brings you here this time?"

"I'm coming..."

"Forget it, you'd better not say anything. It doesn't seem like it's anything serious."

Is that how I am in your eyes?

"Ha ha ha, what else? When has my father ever been proper?"

"..."

After Ares completely transformed into Mars, it felt that the temperament of this war god was no longer just about force and recklessness, but rather witty and elegant, with a lot more of the temperament of a 'strategist scholar'.

Come to think of it, he is now a 'God of War' rather than a 'God of War'.

"Is this how you treat your father?"

"Haha, that's not what you said when I was getting beaten up!"

"Do you believe I can still hit you now?" It's like an ancestor beating a younger generation.

Regardless, Rovi's body ultimately comes from Cronus, the father of the second generation of gods in Greek Mythology. Even if Mars regains his Mechanical Body, he still has the power to suppress him when he fights him.

But Mars didn't seem to care at all. "Hahaha, let's fight, as long as we don't kill them!"

"It's definitely different from before." Ultimately, this was still the first time that Rovi had a truly direct exchange with the Mars, God of War.

Mars pointedly remarked, "Some people haven't changed."

"And it seems my father has gotten involved with someone?"

"No, this isn't it."

"It doesn't count now, right!?"

Rovi raised his hand, and the imposing Crimson Machine God instantly took two steps back, a completely subconscious action.

"You say you're not afraid!" Rovi glanced sideways. "Alright, enough joking around. I'm here on business. Get these people out of here."

Mars, the Machine God, revealed an extremely elegant expression on his cold face and nodded. "Okay."

He then turned and issued orders in the name of the 'God of War,' which was far more effective for Roman soldiers than for Emperor of Rome.

Meanwhile, Rovi walked over to Nero's side... The girl with the golden ahoge swaying on her head was looking at Rovi with her bright green eyes, her face full of surprise. "Are you really the father of the Mars, God of War?"

"Yes and no." Rovi neither denied nor admitted it. "That happened nearly a thousand years ago..."

"Wait, nearly a thousand years ago? Are you the wise man Rovi of ancient Greece?" Nero's eyes widened slightly.

Rome and Greece share a common lineage; the Greek Mythology of that time became Roman mythology, and the various stories and legends of the Greek Mythology era also circulate in this country.

Nero had heard of Rovi, a name that was on par with Heracles in that era.

However, after all, a thousand years had passed, and the girl never expected that the person in front of her would be the ancestor of the hero, the Piliwen man of the hero, Piriwen.

But judging from Mars's reaction, no matter how unbelievable it seemed, Nero had no choice but to believe it, and the girl's expression suddenly became excited. "You've lived for a thousand years? How did you live so long? Are you still human after living so long? Could you have turned into some strange thing... Hmm!?"

Nero's hand, which instinctively reached for Rovi's robe, was slapped away. Rovi looked at the extremely petite and slender blonde girl with a broad chest, his face full of black lines. "Enough, enough."

"Hmm? Are you angry, my lord?" Nero tilted her head, sticking out her tongue, seemingly realizing the inappropriateness of her behavior.

But he looked completely as if he knew he was wrong and shouldn't have done it.

Rovi's face darkened even more. "Alright, alright, let's get down to business!"

"Hmm? Serious business!? Oh right, I came here to find Uncle Caligula!"

The girl suddenly realized what was happening.

So you've already forgotten... Rovi felt like the black lines on his face couldn't get any more numerous.

Click, click, click.

The gears on his body turned, propelling the Mechanical Body forward. Under the command of Mars, God of War of war, the Roman soldiers pushed aside. Mars stepped forward, his nearly three-meter-tall body slightly bowing as he looked at Rovi and Nero.

A deep, buzzing voice sounded, "Is she the niece of a madman whose will has been corrupted by the Moon Cell?"

Mars recognized Nero's identity. Nero, with her hands on her slender waist and her fiery red skirt swaying, did not back down. "Hmm, that's right, it's me, I am Nero Claudius."

"It's quite something that you dared to come, hahahaha!" Mars exclaimed in admiration, his eyes gleaming behind the crimson mask of the Machine God. He said, "But, my father, I don't mind if you go straight in."

"Why?"

"Hmm?"

Rovi and Nero spoke at the same time. Nero simply agreed, while Rovi's expression was one of confusion mixed with a hint of contemplation.

Mars, who was once the chief god of Greece and the Ares, God of War, and is now one of the three supreme gods of Rome, was well aware of Rovi's strength. Even though he did not know the extent to which Rovi's strength had progressed after leaving Greece, he was well aware of the terror of a being who could "match" Zeus in his omnipotent god form.

That's something even the Mars, God of War, couldn't achieve.

The so-called supreme god of Rome, in the final analysis, is only the supreme god of Rome, the supreme god of the region, not the supreme god of the planet.

His power can only affect one continent, and he is only of the level of a 'God-King' who manifests.

Even so, He still issued a warning. "Caligula, corrupted by the moon, is a madness I do not wish to touch."

"Caligula's corruption by the moon has nothing to do with ' Diana '... that is, Artemis of that time. He was corrupted by the terrifying existence on the moon."

"He went mad because he couldn't handle the massive amount of information being poured into him. He was sometimes lucid and sometimes insane. His power wasn't great, but the sheer volume of information in his mind was something none of us wanted to touch or get involved with."

The ' Moon Cell ' on the lunar surface is a computer.

The Machine God also operate with computers at their core.

However, they are not as good as the Moon Cell.

Naturally, one would feel fear.

Listening to Mars's words, Nero looked at Rovi as if to say, "Isn't this what you said?" Rovi, on the other hand, showed an excited expression of "I knew it."

"Mars."

"Oh, my father."

"You know me."

No, I don't know.

Do you think I'm afraid of death?

"..."

Are you scared?

Of course I'm not afraid.

Come to think of it, wasn't Rovi back then someone who survived through extreme danger?

Mars even had reason to suspect that Rovi was courting death, but he had no evidence.

That is, the hesitation at that moment.

Rovi walked past Mars and headed towards the palace.

"Is it already? Hmm... it seems quite interesting?" Having learned of Rovi's identity, Nero suddenly abandoned her fear and felt only terror at what was happening at this moment.

storming the palace, confronting Caligula head-on, and so on...

"Caligula." Rovi stopped in front of the magnificent palace.

Although it was the moonlit night, the palace was bathed in moonlight, and looking up, one could see the shadows falling from the void.

Inside that palace, someone was dancing wildly and madly.

Caligula, dancing with the moon.

His dance is inverted and frenzied; every unintentional movement seems to flow with endless information. Ordinary people who see it will feel dizzy, faint, or even die.

People can't see it.

God does not want to see it.

Rovi saw it clearly and smiled.

Should we force our way in?

Force their way in.

Mars's gaze became serious, and he suddenly felt a sense of anticipation as he wondered how Rovi would break the deadlock.

Then he heard a magnificent sound.

This is the sound of an ancient bell.

But there seemed to be something mixed in with the sound of the bell?

That seems to be...

' Caligula, I curse your ancestors!'

Nero's eyes flickered. She couldn't hear the curses, but she could hear the invisible murmurs.

She just thought the sound was... kind of interesting?

"Hmm, from an artistic point of view, it's all weaknesses, but it also seems... flawless?"

This Roman Princess, like all Romans, admired art and loved music.

At that moment, she suddenly had an inspiration.

Perhaps we could imitate... and create a new Singing Art!?

Mars remained silent.

It can only be said that this sage has managed to maintain his original aspirations even after a thousand years.

But what Mars didn't know was that nowadays, if Rovi really wanted to curse or provoke someone, he no longer needed to think or speak for himself.

All he needs to do is tap into the chaos in his mind... and the sound produced is the best ' Brain-Shattering Divine Sound '!

He didn't just want to storm the Roman Court.

He wanted to further provoke Caligula, causing him to extend his connection with the Moon Cell to its maximum extent.

Then.

Either kill him and make him invincible.

Either he kills him, and then Rovi gains the power of the Moon Cell at its maximum!

"Come on, mad Caligula!"

"Roar!" Deep within the Roman Court, someone let out a furious roar, looking up at the sky.