Even because Goetia had once occupied his body, he now possessed the Authority of a Beast!
At this moment, Roman was both the complete Solomon and the complete "Beast of Mercy"!
Yet his human emotions remained. And that was what made Roman happiest.
"Ding!"
As the agonizingly long minute passed, the suffocating roulette finally stopped.
The image above the arena froze on a pitch-black figure radiating an ominous aura.
It was a humanoid completely covered in Black Mud. Its face could not be seen, and only the tattoos across its body glowed with an eerie red light in the darkness.
[Opponent: Angra Mainyu (All the World's Evil · Complete Form)]
Just as weak—indeed, the weakest Servant—and just as capable of dragging the strong down with it (Noble Phantasm: Myriad Phenomena)...
There really was nothing wrong with this matchmaking system. It was precise to a terrifying degree!
And Solomon fighting Angra Mainyu? Wasn't that like a father beating his son? The advantage was mine!
But...
"Why is it the All the World's Evil version? And the complete form at that?! Damn it!"
The instant he saw his opponent, the doctor clutched his head in anguish.
It was not that he lacked the confidence to endure the cleansing tide of All the World's Evil like Gilgamesh had...
Well, it really would be troublesome.
The original Solomon would not have been affected, because the original Solomon had no human emotions. He was like a precise machine. If the other side of good was evil, then the other side of "nothing" was still "nothing." Even if he were tossed into Black Mud for a bath, he could walk out expressionlessly.
But Roman now... he had emotions! He felt joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. He loved and hated, and he would even furiously spam razor