Huh? Are they all real?

Complete victory soon came amid the uproar of the powerful.

The other four legions that the general mentioned did not arrive either.

They fled, fleeing when they saw the burning city of Agath.

Not because they knew Augustus was back, but because the nobles who found them in advance took them away.

In order to avoid the gladiators chasing him, he escaped with him as his bodyguard.

Slightly absurd, yet very Roman.

Morn, who had captured the city of Agas, was trying to straighten out the chaos.

Once long-term repression is released, its manifestations are very terrible.

If it continues to develop, even if it can attract the demon to appear in the world, Morn will not doubt it.

Fortunately, Morn's reputation among slaves and gladiators is high enough now.

So when he came forward, the chaos quickly subsided.

All the slaves and gladiators put down their movements in unison, scrambling to look at the only great man standing on their side.

They prayed to the gods, kings, and monarchs for three whole epochs, but everyone ignored their existence.

The Lord of the World in front of them was the only one who did not receive prayers, but took the initiative to stand beside them.

Looking at the crowd below, Moen, who transformed into Augustus, stood on the city wall and said loudly to them:

"Free every slave you see and tell them there will be no more slaves in Rome!"

"Then kill all the slave owners."

"Children, women, old men, common people, let them swear by the gods and kings to confess whether they have killed or tortured slaves."

"If there are, then kill them too, if not, then ensure their safety."

"Don't set fires, don't destroy normal residences, and ensure the safety of food, water, and books!"

As Moen's voice fell, cheers rang out again.

The voice of Augustus resounded throughout Aghas.

In the early days of Rome's founding, such scenes could be seen everywhere in every city in Rome.

But at that time, it was every Roman who chanted the name of Augustus.

But at this moment there were only Roman slaves who were not considered Romans.

Even Augustus, synonymous with emperor, has always been a character deeply hated by slaves.

But now, everything has changed.

Seeing Agas who was no longer in the hustle and bustle, Quintus walked up to Morn and asked:

"What do we do next?"

"How's it going at the dock?"

"Following your instructions, we arrived in time, so there are still many airships and crews available."

Before starting the uprising, Morn specifically told Quintus to occupy the dock as soon as possible to ensure that there would be a sufficient number of airships and crews.

In this regard, Quintus guessed:

"Are you planning to attack nearby cities soon and increase your troops and resources?"

If it were him, he would do this, and the same was true for the uprising thirteen years ago. The hero Spartako relied on an unexpected and swift offensive to quickly disintegrate the surrounding cities and rescue a large number of slaves.

As a result, he received a large amount of supplies and equipment and let the whole of Rome know about the outbreak of the uprising.

Moen shook his head and said:

"The surviving civilians will be allowed to leave in an airship in a while."

This answer stunned Quintus and said:

"Sir, if you are worried about their safety, you can put them outside the city or simply give them food and water and let them leave on their own."

Moen said:

"This is a city of slaves. Even if they dare to swear in the name of God and King that they have never killed or abused slaves, this is not a place for them. At least this is the case in the first slave city to be rescued."

Quintus still shook his head and said:

"Sir, those airships are very important strategic materials. When we revolted, we suffered a big loss in the early stage due to the lack of fast movement methods."

"You can't just send these important strategic materials out!"

Moen did not answer this point, but asked:

"Quintus, what do you think is the key to winning this war?"

"More airships, land, troops, population, resources?"

Quintus said doubtfully:

"Isn't it?"

"No, it will never be. The key to winning the war is what the gods and kings think. The key to winning the war is what the extraordinary people think. The key to winning the war is whether the high sequence representing the Roman order is still How much is left."

Before these things are solved or clarified, no matter how many lands and cities we occupy, no matter how many slaves and people at the bottom are rescued, it will only be superficial.

Thirteen years ago, Spatako and the others completely lost at the height of their momentum simply because they did not understand this point.

So Morn doesn't plan to rush to rescue slaves in more areas. What he needs most now is to let Rome and the world know that he is back, and that he wants to destroy slavery, which he has already destroyed once!

He wanted to see everyone's reaction.

Those of the gods and kings, those of high order, and those of extraordinary beings.

Only then can you decide what to do next.

Only in this way can he ensure that he will not save the slaves of a city and then plunge them into an even bigger hell.

This left Quintus speechless.

Moen's voice continued:

"Sending the remaining civilians out means that we are not bloodthirsty monsters. We are just resisting this wrong tyranny."

"This not only shows our attitude, but also allows us to better see the world's response, because the Romans will try their best to block the news."

"They know what my return means."

"Their methods cannot be hidden from the top, but it is enough to hide from the bottom."

"Because only their army and nobles left. It is enough to control them who are already far away from the masses in the first time."

"And now, I want to send back the civilians who are truly connected to the bottom."

This is kindness and means.

More Roman bottoms will know what happened.

Then the mortals of the whole world will know what happened.

Quintus opened his mouth wide. He only saw what the airships in the dock represented, but did not see anything deeper.

But this is already good, because more slaves and gladiators think that the airships in the dock are a manifestation of oppression, and they want to burn them.

After a moment, Quintus looked a little helpless and lowered his head and said:

"But, but those airships may not be able to accommodate so many people. This is Agas, the largest competitive city in the Eastern Roman Empire. There must be many civilians left!"

"Quintus, there won't be many left."

"Sir?"

Quintus was stunned again. This city had a population of millions.

And those airships, he thought, could only take away 50,000 or 60,000 people at most.

"Quintus, have you forgotten that in Rome now, only one out of thirteen people is not a slave?"

This is what Quintus told him on the way. He said that thirteen years ago, they were surprised to find that there was only one Roman in almost thirteen people, and the other twelve were slaves.

And among these thirteen people, how many could swear in the name of God and the King that they had never killed or abused slaves in such an environment?

Moen thought it might be a few thousand people.

Quintus continued to be speechless.

It's not that he forgot this, he subconsciously didn't want to admit that he, a person living in the present, couldn't see it as clearly as a returnee who had just returned to Rome.

Moon looked at the cheering slaves below and sighed.

With only one of the thirteen people not being a slave, Rome has remained as stable as a rock.

This is not that Moon blames the slaves for not resisting, but that Moon feels pressured by the loss of control of the extraordinary.

In the Human Union, even one of the top ten councils is just a mortal. He doesn't have the ability to fight ten thousand. A dissatisfied guard or a cleaner who has been owed wages may cost him his life.

Therefore, the social system will never be deformed.

But here, the lords can really kill tens of thousands or even millions of mortals by themselves.

In this situation, to be honest, the current situation in Rome is actually not bad.

After a moment of silence, Quintus bowed his head and said seriously:

"I understand, sir, I will take care of everything!"

"It's troublesome."

"I'm sorry that I can only do this, sir."

Moen looked back at him and said:

"Thank you."

After that, Quintus quickly gathered the civilians who were still alive.

To be honest, the number of people was a bit beyond Moen's estimate. It was not the expected two or three thousand people, but more than 20,000.

This was the only thing that made Moen happy.

In order to watch the biggest fight, there were many airships left in the dock, and the transportation capacity of 20,000 people was indeed very simple.

According to Moen's request, they flew to various cities in a scattered manner.

And in order to increase credibility, Quintus also nailed the heads of the dignitaries on both sides of the airship.

In this way, the Romans will no longer be able to cover up any news.

——

And in Capua, the temporary capital of the Eastern Roman Empire.

The Eastern Roman Emperor and many elders and dignitaries all looked at the demigod who was fleeing back in disbelief.

The man who took out the sash of Augustus was not to hold the biggest gladiatorial contest in history, but to lead the gladiators to revolt?

Then, only one of the nobles who rushed to Agas is left? The governor and General Galli were beheaded?

And the most important thing is that the one who led the slaves to revolt was not a lowly slave, but Augustus who gave them all the power and glory? ? ?

After a long time, the Eastern Roman Emperor wearing a laurel wreath asked hesitantly:

"Are you kidding?"

The demigod looked up in astonishment, and saw countless dignitaries who were equally incredulous.

He smiled bitterly and said:

"Unless I am crazy, I will say such stupid things in such a place."

At this point, the crowd was in an uproar.

"How is it possible?"

"He has been dead for three epochs?!"

"Isn't he a mortal?"

Some dignitaries were so scared that they broke out in a cold sweat, because they almost went to Agas to watch the gladiatorial contest.

At the same time, more dignitaries pulled off the Augustus sash that they had just treasured.

And threw it hard on the ground.

"Liar! He cheated hundreds of my gladiators!"

"Doesn't he know that he is with us?"

Looking at the bustling crowd, the emperor hurriedly got up and walked down the stairs.

He quickly came to the demigod and asked him:

"Are you sure that's Augustus? Are you sure he's not pretending to be someone else?"

The noise of the crowd stopped instantly, and they all looked at the demigod expectantly.

They really wanted the other party to deny it, or at least say they were unsure.

In the theocratic world, Augustus, who represents the starting point of everything, is a bit scary standing opposite.

The demigod knew what they were thinking, and he also wanted to deny that person's identity in public.

He only confessed who it was to the emperor and important people in private.

But whenever he wanted to open his mouth to deny that person's honor.

He couldn't stop thinking about the majestic man who walked out of the smoke.

That incredible sense of oppression still lingers in his heart that he can't understand.

So in the end, he could only lower his head and say:

"Your Majesty, I am certain that that is the real Augustus Julius."

"I, I can't deceive myself."

The emperor looked at him with hatred, but he couldn't do anything, because Sequence Three was a precious combat power and a powerful figure that the emperor could not shake.

And the crowd became even more noisy.

Immediately, the powerful people cursed loudly:

"Why would the man who created Rome betray Rome?!"

"Damn traitor! He betrayed us!"

"Take away his title of Augustus!"

When the last sentence was shouted, even one of his own could not help but look at that person with strange eyes.

The title of Augustus came from him, and to him, Augustus was just his name.

Are you sure you are not slapping yourself in the face by depriving yourself of this?

The emperor glanced at these losers with twitching lips, and then asked the demigod again:

"Is he still a mortal now?"

This sentence silenced the crowd again, and they all looked at each other.

This time the demigod said without hesitation:

"Yes, he is still a real mortal!"

But his lack of hesitation made the emperor wonder:

"So you saw with your own eyes that he was a mortal? Then why didn't you try to kill him? He was accompanied by powerful guardians?"

The emperor originally thought that the other party was bringing a powerful guardian.

But what he didn't expect was the answer that surprised the demigod himself:

"I, I was scared away by him."

"What?!"

The demigod lowered his head deeply:

"I don't know why, but, but I was scared away by him."

Until now, the demigod himself didn't know why he was scared like that.

The emperor looked at this demigod with more and more disgust. Even if you say you don't know whether he has a terrible backhand?

There is nothing, just being scared away by a mortal so straightforwardly. Don’t you know that you are shaking the foundation of Rome?

This was the first time that the emperor had murderous intentions towards this demigod.

The rock solidity of Rome rested on the absolute suppression of mortals by the extraordinary.

But in the end, he endured the murderous intention and said instead:

"Suppress the news immediately. We must not let more slaves know about this and declare to the outside world that another slave dared to call himself Augustus's rebellion. They can't make waves, but it will be bad if there is chaos."

But immediately, a guard quickly stepped inside and said:

"Your Majesty, we have received news that Augustus has returned and captured Argas, and that he claims to recast Rome and abolish slavery!"

The emperor said in astonishment:

"How do you know?"

The guard said strangely:

"Your Majesty, almost the whole country knows this. They released a large number of civilians from Agas to spread the news to every corner."