039: To Kill One is a Crime
Every inch of ground on the coastline of the province of Judea was soaked in blood.
Later, for a very long time, this event was discussed throughout the Roman Empire.
That magical power like the midday sun, that divine wrath which humans could not defy, supplemented by the empire's great army delivering the punishment of judgment.
Merciless, yet filled with compassion—
All for the purpose of utterly and completely massacring the Jews who foolishly defied both the empire and God.
In the past, if four hundred thousand people vanished at once, those who heard would likely feel some degree of sorrow. But given the recent brutal massacre in the province of Judea, most people in the Roman Empire did not say much.
They only unanimously stated:
"They set out to fight the Jews, dealing with these madmen without mercy. This requires no hesitation, no pity."
Jerusalem.
"All dead? A bunch of trash. Can't even defeat filthy Romans. If they're dead, they're dead. Speaking of which, it's been so long, and not even the lowest level of Dead Apostle has appeared... This shouldn't be."
Inside the First Temple, the magecraft workshop built in the past by the Mage King Solomon, Simon, hailed as the "Reincarnated Messiah," listened with an indifferent attitude to his subordinate's report of the catastrophic defeat at the front lines.
"So many people have died, yet those damned corpse monsters aren't taking the chance to fan the flames. How strange. I even prepared such a good foundation for them."
What Simon did not know was that even before Novia had Emperor Claudius order the encirclement of Judea, he had also contacted the 27th Ancestor, Caubac, demanding that he prevent any Dead Apostle from entering the blood-soaked province of Judea, even if they were fellow Ancestors.
"By the way, what did the Burial Agency say? I sent them to take Novia's head. What was their reply?"
"... Executive Narvabarek said... this is an internal conflict within the Church, so they do not intend to intervene..."
"Hah. They won't even obey the command of the true Messiah anymore? It seems there are still too many heretics in the world. God had no choice but to have me reincarnate."
Simon gave a cold laugh. After a while, he asked his subordinate again:
"How many people are in Jerusalem now?"
"Due to the Romans' merciless slaughter, many people have been continuously fleeing to the holy city. Currently about 1.2 million. It's nearing the limit."
After Novia's battle annihilated the Jewish rebels on the coastline, he split his forces into three groups, attacking from the surroundings first, then converging on Jerusalem for the final battle.
"That's enough. We can use some as fuel." Simon waved his hand from his seat in the great hall. "Within a day, identify those who have not killed Romans or people of other races. Demand they all cut off one finger as a pledge of resolve. Also, summon the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled to gather in the Temple. This is the command of the supreme Messiah."
"Yes, Supreme Messiah. We will spare no effort to accomplish all you command. Under your leadership, we will ultimately eliminate all inferior beings other than ourselves!"
After a while, Simon expressionlessly rose from his seat. Passing through the underground passage of the Temple, he arrived at an exceptionally spacious area—
Jerusalem. This holy land that has existed since the Age of Gods, shrouded by multiple layers of bounded fields, a holy realm sustained by vast magical power, an invisible guardian capable of deceasing natural forces... Why was it breached in the past by trash-like Romans?
Causing his noble, God-chosen people to be humiliated?
It absolutely was not because the filthy Romans were too strong. It was because they lacked the leadership of him, the true Messiah, at that time. That's what Simon believed.
The Age of Gods has passed, so all Jewish magi can no longer fully deploy the entire holy city's defenses?
What nonsense. Aren't human lives the best source of magical power?
Moreover, after occupying Jerusalem, Simon had discovered the corpse of the Mage King. This was undoubtedly the finest 'fuel.' But he also discovered within it something that appeared to be sludge—a slowly forming, unknown, distorted mass of magical energy.
The magi accompanying him, though not understanding the true nature of this 'sludge,' still advised destroying it as much as possible.
However, Simon was very interested in it. He said:
"I am the Messiah. Even if the Mage King were alive, he would have to obey me!"
A few magi opposed this, so Simon killed them along with their families.
Subsequently, the distorted mass of magical energy transferred to Bazdilot. Not only that, he even used the magical power from human lives and the Mage King's corpse as fuel, gradually increasing his own power.
"Only thirty thousand? Barely acceptable. For the glory of the Messiah to descend, since you are all faithful believers in God, you should be utilized effectively."
Night had fallen. The abyss opened its maw, waiting.
The thirty thousand people summoned by Simon's command were in the depths beneath Jerusalem, in its deepest place, where light did not reach—a genuine garden of darkness.
Simon smiled pleasantly, casting a gentle gaze upon the countless people, as if viewing treasured possessions, as if caressing beloved pets.
"All of you, soon you will attain glorious value."
"Compared to the great task of taking revenge on inferior beings, this is but a trivial matter. There are still too few people."
"But because everything you do is necessary for the arrival of the Heavenly Kingdom on Earth, I, the Messiah, am immensely grateful to you."
Following the man's words, the thirty thousand people, who had been driven to extreme madness by his words before entering, began to kill each other. In the shadows, killing each other, their faces wore expressions of piety, then they died one after another.
"Rejoice and cheer freely. Even ordinary ones like you can be of some small use to the supreme Messiah."
Then, twisted magical energy seeped from Simon's entire body as he uttered a slightly distorted voice.
"Daring to call me Antichrist, enemy of the Lord... Hahahahaha..."
"I am the Anointed One! Heretic Novia, whose sins are unforgivable, the moment you arrive in Jerusalem, I, the Messiah, will make you experience punishment more agonizing than that suffered by Jesus, who betrayed us!"
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