HBWnovel Chapter 469: Red vs. Black Showdown – Crying Warmonger
Chapter 469: Red vs. Black Showdown – Crying Warmonger
Chapter 469: Red vs. Black Showdown – Crying Warmonger
As a magus who lived in an era when humans and gods had not yet parted ways, and as a demigod descended from the fish goddess Derketo, Semiramis's prowess in magecraft far surpassed the imagination of modern humans.
Although her magecraft was restricted by her Assassin class, now that her first Noble Phantasm, "The Hanging Gardens of Babylon," was activated, Semiramis had fully regained her capabilities as a demigod magus, matching her peak power during her lifetime.
Previously, she had played the role of the leader of the Red faction, directing heroes with an imperial air, occasionally intervening out of interest. But now, she had been completely enraged by Spartacus—a mere rebel, a mere gladiator, daring to treat her, a lofty queen, in such a manner.@@@@
The gravity domain crushing the earth, the chains binding sinners, and the rain of molten lava pouring down—all revealed the Empress's wrath.
"Thou art guilty unto death!"
With the chilling declaration of the Assyrian Empress, the four grand magical formations unleashed their full power simultaneously.
Under the onslaught of these intricately structured, complementary grand spells, Spartacus, who lacked any magical resistance, suffered severe injuries all over his body.
Pierced by concentrated magical beams, burned by molten lava, crushed by gravity, and strangled to necrosis by chains, his body was utterly devastated. Even beneath his skin, his muscle tissue, blood vessels, nerves, and deeper parts were severely damaged.
Only such an outcome could quell Semiramis's fury.
"Lowly mad dog, this is the fate befitting thee."
If it were an ordinary Servant, they would undoubtedly die on the spot under such conditions. Even an exceptional Servant would likely be on the brink of death. Immediate recovery would be impossible, even if their Master were a top-tier magus.
However, Spartacus defied conventional understanding. Reduced to an unrecognizable mass of flesh, nearly a heap of rotten meat, he suddenly erupted with a terrifying torrent of magical energy, surpassing even Semiramis's four grand spells.
With their retreat, Spartacus's attention fully locked onto Semiramis.
Two of his tentacle-like limbs shook the atmosphere, creating gusts powerful enough to split mountains and shatter stones, directly targeting the oppressor in mid-air. Naturally, such an attack could not harm Semiramis, who was heavily protected, but it symbolized Spartacus's conviction.
"Hahahaha, to defy oppression with rebellion, to strike back against suppression, to pursue true liberation!"
No matter the circumstances, his heart of resistance against oppression remained unchanged, his resolve to win unshaken.
This was why, in his lifetime, he could repeatedly lead a makeshift army of slaves to overcome despair and defeat the powerful Roman legions dominating Europe.
"Crying Warmonger" was the crystallization of this "inevitable reversal" belief and determination, which had been sublimated even after his death—the greater the harm and difficulty, the less likely he was to give up, and the stronger the power he would unleash.
While Crying Warmonger could transform damage into power, it did not lessen the damage. In other words, every bit of power Spartacus gained required him to endure equivalent or even greater harm. While the damage could be healed, the pain would not diminish. Enduring pain that would make even heroic spirits faint was the true source of Spartacus's strength.
If you couldn't defeat him swiftly, he would only grow stronger, eventually becoming so powerful that even top-tier Servants would struggle to face him directly.
Thus, Vlad III and Karna chose to shift the battlefield.
Semiramis gritted her teeth in response: "Daring to commit such blasphemous acts, next time I will ensure you are reduced to ashes!"
Instinctively, she began to gather her power, preparing to unleash even more potent spells. However, before she could act, a new warning signal came through the monitoring spell overseeing the entire battlefield.
With a casual gesture, Semiramis converted the warning into an image, revealing the sight of the saint, independent of both the Red and Black factions, galloping on horseback with a battle flag in hand, her target unmistakably being the Hanging Gardens of Babylon.