Give Hope, Bestow Despair!

Meanwhile, the gods and the Angel Army fought a frenzied battle across the Sea of Oceanus. The fighting was exceptionally fierce.

"Its source is light, its might is thunder, its form is a sword. Upon all things born into this world, bring down the blade of judgment—Holy Light Seal Sword!"

Several hundred Principalities raised their ringed staves studded with gemstones of every color and chanted solemnly. Before them, radiance condensed into a hundred-meter-long blazing white sword hanging upside down in the air, which cleaved toward the two figures ahead.

"Behold my talent! Hear the acclaim of ten thousand thunders! Embrace the glory of one who holds power!

Bloom in fury like a flower...

Let the curtain rise! Golden Theater!!"

Fluttering and scattering into splendor, cutting and splitting into stars! This was supreme beauty..."

At that moment, a magnificent golden theater rose from the chaotic sea. Panpipes, harps, and other accompanying instruments lined its surroundings, while at the center of the stage, the Rose Emperor stood with her sword planted before her and let out a sharp cry.

In an instant, soaring notes became devastating shockwaves. Whirling rose petals gathered like countless sharp little blades into a crimson storm, sweeping forward and shredding the Principalities along with the descending blade of light into fragments.

"Teacher, you go on ahead. Leave this place to me!"

Wearing Deity's Ceremonial Robes, the Rose Emperor faced the shadowy angels all around her. Rarely serious, she took a deep breath as thoughts surged through her mind.

With so many spectators, what should I perform to keep them here?

Umu! I should go with my specialty!

"Li~ght~of~Ro~me~, my name is Ne~ro~~♪! Praise the emperor~♪ who blooms like a rose~♪, this is your~♪ Venus~♪!"

As Nero's Happy Song rang out, the panpipes and harp-like instruments surrounding the golden