Chapter 238 He left behind few relics, I am one of them (3k4)

The gladiators were taken away from Capua by Moon in confusion.

In the carriage on the road, Quintus was staring blankly at Moon who was examining the map of Eastern Romania.

After a long time, Mo En looked at him and said:
"What do you want to say, friend?"

Quintus finally came to his senses and said blankly:

"So, you really are?"

If the handwriting is the same and it can be a forgery, then how do we explain the fallen prophet?

So the biggest possibility is that the other party is real? !
Quintus' biggest thought right now is - No, are you serious?!
Astonishment, absurdity, surprise and other emotions make up the complex him at this moment.

Moen smiled and said:

"Really Augustus Julius? Didn't I say that a long time ago?"

"No, I really do. You really do."

He was so shocked that this man, who had once been a consul and participated in a slave uprising, was speechless.

Moon just smiled and continued to examine the map.

After a moment, he said to Quintus:
"There are seventeen cities along the way. How many gladiators do you think we can get?"

"Tens of thousands is the minimum. But if the number is too large, even if many people have forgotten the uprising thirteen years ago, they will definitely be suspected and taken seriously."

After talking about business, Quintus recovered instantly.

At the same time, he said seriously:
"Since you are really back, you can directly call up the army. In order to strengthen the legitimacy of their power and the dignity of their bloodline, the emperors have always emphasized the greatness of Augustus in every aspect."

"The military is even more important. Thirteen years ago, many soldiers joined us for this reason. Your words should be simpler."

Moen smiled and said:

"People just remember the name Augustus. The power and dignity of this name were added by successive emperors."

"In reality, I am just a nobody who has been away from ruling for three epochs."

This answer made Quintus feel a little disappointed. Could it be that even the real Augustus couldn't do anything about it?

But Moen quickly said:
"But as long as we show our achievements and get recognition, then I believe everything will go well."

Moon planned to snowball. With his identity and the situation in the Old World, as long as he pushed the snowball forward, everything would fall into place.

He carefully reviewed the records of the uprising thirteen years ago and found that there were still people, and many people, who wanted to change.

It’s just that no one stepped forward to open the curtain.

Otherwise, that great rebellion would not have swept across the entire Old Continent.

Therefore, the hero thirteen years ago did not leave Morn with a lot of troubles for the uprising, but let Morn know that there are still many people looking forward to change.

The only question now is how he can get this initial snowball rolling.

After a brief thought.

Moen smiled and said:

"When we get to the next city, we will make a large purchase and then tell everyone we can contact that I want to hold the largest gladiatorial contest in history in Agas, the largest contest city in the south!"

Quintus asked seriously:

"But will they believe it?"

After giving a mysterious smile, Moon opened the box behind him.

There were many ribbons in it, and the most conspicuous of them were two purple ribbons of Tyre:

"So you have to first give these ribbons to those adults who have everything they need but lack something to better show their status."

Quintus, who was also a noble and ruler himself, immediately laughed.

He laughed happily.

He knew all too well the appeal of these things to the nobility.

I finally understood why Moon insisted on exchanging the precious purple ribbon of Tyre for this first batch of gladiators.

Moon just wanted to let Rome know that Augustus's sash had been taken back.

What happens then?

The venue owner who has been waiting for a suitable gift will definitely present the ribbon immediately.

Soon all of Rome would know that someone was in possession of the sash of Augustus.

And he stared at the sash of Augustus that was presented to him with even more envy.

So what would happen if at this time, that generous guest came to visit and presented the gift he had always coveted?

Of course, it’s a green light all the way!

And the best part is, before Moon revealed who he was, no one would be crazy enough to think he was Augustus returned.

I just feel that this is a long-awaited feast.

While constantly giving way, we will also work harder to help it expand its influence.

But once Moon launches an uprising, all of this will become a reason for Moon's reputation to rise.

Moreover, people will discover a previous blind spot - only Augustus himself can produce so many Augustus ribbons!

"Don't worry, sir. I will take care of everything!"

Everything was just as Moon expected.

When I saw the shining Augustus sash.

No ruler ever made things difficult for Moen.

After happily seeing off Moon and a large number of gladiators.

They would also immediately put on the extremely noble Augustus sash, and then stand in front of the floor-length mirror to constantly admire their tall and noble posture.

It was as if they were the reincarnation of Augustus.

And there was one thing that far exceeded Moon's expectations.

That is, the nobles who received the ribbons felt that they needed a grand gladiatorial contest to celebrate themselves.

Therefore, Moon did not get a large number of gladiators, but a huge amount of gladiators, food and weapons!

Especially when Moon sent out the second purple ribbon of Tyre, he directly obtained a large amount of weapons that theoretically would never be distributed to slaves.

The general who was in charge of the entire southern part of the empire directly expressed his desire to see a unique gladiatorial competition.

He also immediately designated the location of the gladiatorial fights in the Colosseum outside the city of Kagath, which held 10,000 people. He hoped to see the gladiators use the Roman war machines to fight each other to the death.

This has never happened before, so it must be something new!

However, he did not hand it over directly to Moon, but sent an additional army to accompany and guard the weapons.

These heavy weapons will only be handed over to Morn's gladiators on the day of the fight.

But what’s the difference between this and giving it directly?
It's just one more step.
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As the Eastern Roman Empire was busy preparing for the largest gladiatorial contest in history.

In the Pompeii Roman Empire to the south.

Even the Romans, who were accustomed to the existence of slaves, avoided the southwest city of Quiga.

Because that was the largest slave factory in the Roman Empire in Pompeii.

Thousands of factories and nearly one million female slaves were detained here all year round to continuously produce new slaves as fuel for the operation of the empire.

I heard that not to mention the slaves produced every day, even the slaves lost accidentally every day would be enough to pile up into a small mountain.

But what is strange is that such a huge productivity should have far exceeded the demand for slaves in the Old World through years of continuous accumulation.

After all, a slave has a service life of several years or even decades.

But the number of slaves never overflowed.

Some people guessed the answer, but everyone pretended not to know.

It could be fatal if I tell you!

But today is a little different.

Everyone saw the burning city of Quega, and the flames were so huge that they almost lit up the entire night sky.

It is said that the city of Quiga, where hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers were stationed, was attacked.

And it was a crushing attack that was devastating.

The soldiers fled in panic among the collapsed fortress.

The officer in charge of leading them also gave up control and followed them as they ran around in the burning city of Quiga like headless flies.

The incoming enemy is too powerful.

They tried to resist, but their offensive was broken almost instantly.

After witnessing thousands of soldiers disappear before their eyes in the blink of an eye, this so-called elite Roman army was defeated instantly.

demon!

The one attacking is the real devil!
That is definitely a demon that just crawled out of the abyss!
The chilling feeling of falling into an abyss still lingers around them.

Even though there was a blazing fire right next to them, they could not feel any warmth at all. Instead, they felt even colder.

They no longer had any thoughts in their mind and just wanted to escape from this veritable devil's den as quickly as possible.

In the soldiers' panic, they saw the largest tower in the city of Quega collapse.

This made them even more desperate.

There are no angels stationed in the city of Quiga, and there are only a few angels in the entire Old Continent.

However, there are three demigods stationed in Quiga City and they possess a first-level seal with a very high sequence.

They had seen the two demigods fade and melt directly by their enemies before.

And now, the tower where the last and strongest demigod was stationed has collapsed.

Doesn’t that mean that even Sequence Three, who possesses a powerful seal, has lost?
But how long has it been?
Not even half an hour!
The already collapsed soldiers became even more desperate.

On the ruins of the tower, a saint with half of his body faded to black and white was crawling on the ground in a panic.

Fear, confusion, and anger were all his emotions at the moment.

Behind him, whom he was trying to get away from, was a witch in a black evening gown or mourning dress.

The other person was wearing an equally deep veil, preventing the Sequence 3 Saint from seeing her appearance and emotions.

However, the iconic outfit and exaggerated strength made him immediately know who the other person was.

He still remembered the scene of the fight just now. He stood on the top of the tower and wanted to snipe the opponent.

But the black witch flew directly in front of him.

Then the tower collapsed and he was defeated instantly.

The demigod, who had been climbing for a long time but couldn't climb any further, struggled to take a look at the Sealed Artifact 1-177 in his hand.

This is a crossbow. Each use of it costs 777 lives. The price is very high, but for this slave factory.

Human life is the least valuable thing.

On weekdays, his favorite thing was to use this crossbow to shoot at the fortified walls outside the city.

His favorite scene is the sight of shattered boulders and crumbling mountains.

As for the slaves who died as a result, he didn't care.

This is not only his favorite show but also the soldiers' favorite show.

Even military officers often came to borrow it.

He agreed to all of this.

They were also pleasantly surprised to find that pregnant women who had just become pregnant could be counted as two people. They had initially thought that only pregnant women who were at least five or six months pregnant could be counted as two people.

But now, this sealing object that they loved most was completely faded and ineffective, just like half of his body.

He threw away the faded crossbow in fear, and questioned the witch in anger, fear, and confusion:

"Why?!"

His body had begun to completely fade, a sign of death.

After the initial panic, he was no longer afraid of death.

Now he just wanted to know why the Witch of Redemption came to attack them!
But what made the man go from being angry to being completely horrified was that he discovered that the fading only lasted to his neck.

His head was preserved, but his power and authority disappeared along with his body.

Does this woman want me to live with only a head left? !
Damn it, I knew that anything that came out of the abyss would always be a demon!
"Why on earth?!"

Looking at the saint with only a head left.

The witch, still floating in the air, said with a slightly dejected look:
"He left behind few relics, and I am one of them."

(End of this chapter)