Before them, the abyssal maw demonstrated Rod's terrifying strength. From Academy City, Rod had located their traces in an instant and delivered a precise strike.
If attacks like that came one or two more times, could they still get through safely?
The answer was no. Everyone present except Lola would die.
"I think the meaning of my warning was already quite clear, wasn't it?" Through the projection, Rod put away Enki in his hand and stared directly at Lola and the others.
"..."
A wordless silence followed. The British faction had no rebuttal and began acting with greater caution.
This was the kind of ruthless man who would fire off a map-wide attack without a word. They feared that one wrong thing said might bring down another such attack.
Stiyl Magnus nervously swallowed. Even he, who had dared to open fire on an Archbishop, no longer possessed that same courage before the man in front of him. All he could do was feel fortunate that he was still alive.
"I'll be direct. I took the memories of the 103,000 grimoires, and I have already erased Index's memories. You can try to take the Index Librorum Prohibitorum back from me. I can play with you. But if you lay a hand on those around me, that means you don't want to keep playing either. You have the spiritual item Curtana Second, don't you? A weapon that can only be used on British soil. I wonder whether that thing will still work after the entire United Kingdom is erased from the world map?"
Rod chuckled as he teased them, but the information revealed by his words sent chills through every member of the Royalist Faction. Erasing the United Kingdom from the world map!? The words of a madman—yet none could refute them,