I'm here to save the world, what are you doing?

Changelings can take on the form of nearly any creature, from the humblest insect to the largest demon, and they can imitate it perfectly.

They can not only copy appearance, but also perfectly imitate the target's behavior, speech patterns, and even memories.

This ability is so perfect that even the gods find it difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

Of all things in the world, there is only one form that the changelings would never dare to imitate, and that is their master, Destiny himself.

The Lord of Change will never tolerate anyone stealing His identity, even for a brief moment.

When this nightmare from chaos appeared in the box, everyone inside was instantly frightened pale.

"Your Highness, this is..."

Raymond asked tremblingly.

“This is my insurance.”

Tiberius said indifferently:

"Since we have chosen the same boat, we must advance and retreat together."

"In order to ensure that no one betrays me, I feel it is necessary to ask this friend to 'help' everyone remain loyal."

The Changeling let out a series of creepy laughs, and its body instantly split into more than a dozen black torrents, rushing towards each supporter.

"no, do not want!"

"You actually reached a cooperation with the Chaos Cult!"

Those people tried desperately to escape, but in front of the eleventh-level evil demon, their struggles seemed so powerless.

Soon, the first scream was heard.

Then came the second tone, the third tone...

The box instantly turned into a hellish slaughterhouse, but the wailing that came one after another was perfectly blocked by the magic barrier, and the outside world was still peaceful and prosperous.

Tiberius and Domitian were like two cold statues, watching indifferently as the changeling methodically "dealt with" these former allies.

The evil demon's black tentacles wrapped and devoured its prey one by one, and then gradually reshaped them into an identical appearance within the sticky black substance.

After a few minutes, peace returned to the box.

With the exception of Domitian, all of the supporters have been replaced by changelings.

On the surface, they were still those well-dressed dignitaries, but what was flickering deep in their pupils was already chaotic malice.

"very good."

Tiberius nodded in satisfaction, a glint of morbid joy flashing in his eyes:

“Now we’re truly one team.”

"No matter what happens next, we must stick together."

The replaced "supporters" bowed in unison and responded in unison:

"Yes, Your Highness!"

....................

On the other side, on the bustling streets of Splenda, Lucius and Iveliya were inspecting the progress of the sting operation.

It’s called an inspection, but it’s actually more like a walk.

After all, with General Brasch in command, there was no need for Lucius to go there in person.

They chose a relatively secluded location where they could see what was happening on the main street without attracting the attention of the Chaos Cult.

Judging from the current situation, the effect of fishing enforcement is very good.

The members of the Chaos Cult had never expected that the Empire would use such tactics, and each of them came forward as if they were seeking death.

"Oh my, Brother Lu, you are really a prophet!"

"I can't imagine what would happen to this empire without you..."

Facts have proved that there are treacherous ministers who flatter others everywhere, and the treacherous minister around Lucius is Iveliya.

"Hehe, I just made a tiny contribution."

Lucius waved his hand modestly.

Those who can criticize Lu Ge to his face will be rewarded.

What is Shangshang?

Of course it’s Lu Ge’s Darou stick!

While the two were discussing, Iveliya suddenly pointed ahead and said:

"Brother Lu, look over there!"

At the place where Iveliya pointed, a group of people gathered, seemingly watching something interesting.

Looking further ahead, you can see a fortune-telling stall where a girl in a simple robe and a wide-brimmed hat is providing fortune-telling services to passers-by.

Silver-black hair, purple eyes, and that familiar, beautiful face that made one grit their teeth...

Who else could it be but Chris?

Lucius:? ? ?

Damn it, you still dare to show up in front of Brother Lu! ?

It's really a narrow road for enemies!

At this moment, as if with telepathy, Chris also noticed Lucius's arrival.

She glanced up, a sly smile playing on her lips.

But she did not immediately show that she knew Lucius, but continued to tell fortunes for the guests in front of her.

Iveliya also recognized the other party's identity, and a look of alertness immediately appeared on her face:

"Brother Lu, why is that woman here? What does she want to do?"

"I don't know, but since I've met him, I'll go and take a look."

Lucius shook his head and strode towards Chris's stall.

Now that they were in reality, he wouldn't be helpless against Chris like he was in the simulation.

Lucius looked at the people in line, then unceremoniously took out a handful of gold coins:

"Everyone, I have an urgent matter and need to find this fortune teller. These gold coins are compensation. Please make room for me."

Seeing the glittering gold coins, the people in the queue immediately made way.

The power of money is so simple and crude.

Lucius brought Iveliya to Chris's stall in a menacing manner and sat down on the chair opposite her.

"Ah, isn't this my little sweetheart?"

When Chris saw him coming, her eyes immediately filled with smiles, and the corners of her mouth curled up sweetly:

"Fate really favors me~"

Her eyes fell on the silver-black bracelet on Lucius' wrist, and a smug light immediately flashed in her eyes.

"Humph!"

Chris suddenly held her cheeks with both hands and made a shy expression:

"My sweetheart actually keeps wearing my token of love. I'm so happy~"

This sentence made Iveliya instantly furious.

"A token of love!?"

Iveliya's emerald eyes widened as she stared at the bracelet on Lucius' wrist in disbelief.

Iveliya originally thought that Lucius wore the bracelet just because it looked pretty, and had no idea what meaning a hair bracelet woven by women personally represented in imperial culture.

I haven’t even given Brother Lu a token of love yet!

Iveliya was instantly jealous. She turned around and grinned at Chris, like a kitten with its fur standing on end.

"You bad woman! Don't set your sights on Brother Lu!"

Seeing Iveliya's protective look, Chris couldn't help but chuckle:

"Your reaction is so cute, little one."

"But please don't get involved in the private affairs between Lucius and me."

"you--!"

Iveliya's cheeks turned red with anger, and she was about to rush up to Chris and have a hair-pulling fight.

Lucius quickly reached out to stop Ivilia, then said to Chris:

"I admire your shamelessness. As the one who forced you, don't you feel embarrassed when you say such things?"

"force?"

Chris blinked and made an innocent expression:

"When did I force you?"

"I just over-expressed my love a little bit."

"and......"

Chris chuckled and held her chin with both hands:

"I'm quite surprised that you didn't avoid me and instead came to me. I admire your courage."

There was a dangerous glint in her eyes:

"Aren't you afraid that I might do something bad to you in broad daylight?"

"Or are you actually craving my 'hospitality'?"

"Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

Lucius showed no sign of weakness and stared at Chris fiercely:

"If you really dare to do this, then no one will play anymore!"

"At worst, we can sink the main material plane!"

Hearing Lucius's threat, Chris not only did not show any fear, but laughed even more happily.

"Now, dear, are you willing to do this?"

She gently tapped her chin with her fingertips and asked with a smile:

"After all, there are so many people you care about on the Prime Material Plane, those faces you cherish, those warm smiles..."

"Are you really willing to let them disappear into nothingness forever because of your momentary anger?"

"hehe."

Lucius suddenly sneered, catching the key point in Chris's words:

"Finally, you've revealed your true colors, haven't you?"

"Chris! You said you weren't Destiny!"

Iveliya: ???

"what?"

She stared at Chris with wide eyes, finding it hard to connect this seemingly harmless but actually bad woman with the culprit who caused her time travel.

"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense~"

Chris waved her hands, puffed up her cheeks, revealed an aggrieved expression, and flatly denied:

"Chris is Chris, and [Destiny] is [Destiny]. How can they be confused?"

"One is a little woman who needs to live in fear on the Prime Material Plane and can be crushed to death by any Saint or Demigod. She loves you deeply."

"One is the Supreme Lord of Heaven who is high above and loves to tell riddles..."

"It's two completely different things!"