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

"..."

Dead silence.

Only the ripples on the crystal surface proved that the communication had indeed been established.

Tiberius' heart sank suddenly, and a feeling of anxiety instantly surged in his heart.

"Chris!?"

Tiberius raised his voice again, digging his nails into his palms.

Finally, Chris's cold voice rang in his ears:

"I'm Chrissy, and I'm busy right now."

"Hello, hello, hello everyone, have a nice day."

Her voice was devoid of any emotion and sounded extremely mechanical.

Tiberius: ???

"Ok?"

Tiberius frowned tightly:

"Chris, you know what I'm saying? I'm out of time! I need your help!"

"I understand your situation and it's a situation that needs to be handled with care."

"Therefore, we need to examine this issue more carefully: when it comes to extending a helping hand, the key is how to extend it..."

The cold voice sounded again, as if it had nothing to do with him.

"Chris! I said I need to start the ritual immediately!"

Tiberius slammed his fist on the table, making a dull thud.

"The launch ceremony is a complex process that requires careful consideration of various factors."

"Therefore, we need to examine this issue more carefully: the so-called launch ceremony, the key is how the ceremony needs to be launched..."

Chris's response was still emotionless.

“Let’s go!”

"What the hell is going on? Why are you like this?"

No matter how he shouted, Chris just kept repeating the meaningless repetitions like a puppet.

Tiberius felt a wave of despair and panic.

Is Chris going to abandon him too?

Just when Tiberius was about to collapse, a low and elegant voice suddenly came from the corner:

"Looks like I've arrived at the right time?"

Tiberius turned around suddenly and saw a crow half a man's height with three pairs of red eyes and wearing a top hat slowly walking out of the shadows.

It appeared silently, and the powerful oppressive feeling it emanated made Tiberius feel as small as an ant.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

Tiberius took a few steps back in horror and asked in a trembling voice.

Faced with this sudden unknown existence, his first reaction was fear and vigilance.

At this critical juncture, any accident could be fatal.

"Please don't be nervous, Your Excellency Tiberius."

Amatras bowed gracefully, his voice carrying a reassuring magnetism:

"Please allow me to introduce myself. I am Amatras, the most loyal servant of the great Supreme [Fate]."

Tiberius breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense nerves relaxed instantly:

"Are you a servant of the Lord of Destiny?"

"exactly."

Amatras nodded slightly, and pointed his wing tip at the communication crystal in Tiberius's hand:

"Ms. Chris, whom you had high hopes for, unfortunately collapsed a few days before you contacted her."

"But don't worry, Your Excellency Tiberius."

Amatras changed the subject, a deep light flashing in his eyes:

"My great master [Destiny] has noticed your efforts and highly recognizes your loyalty and determination."

"That's why the Master sent me to assist in your plan."

Hearing this, Tiberius' eyes lit up instantly, and the despair in his heart was instantly replaced by ecstasy.

Even the Lord of Destiny has personally extended a helping hand to him, what else can stop him?

What is Lucius?

What is father?

In front of the mighty power of the Supreme Lord, everyone is just an ant!

"Respected Lord Amatras!"

Tiberius immediately knelt down, his attitude becoming extremely respectful and humble:

"Please help me! I don't want to wait any longer. I want to start the ceremony immediately!"

"I want to have the same power as you, and make everyone who looks down on me pay the price!"

He seemed to have seen himself sitting on the throne, possessing supreme power, overlooking all living beings.

The scene was so tempting, so real, that he almost lost his mind.

"I am happy to be of service to you, sir."

Amatras bowed slightly in return, and if you looked closely, you could see a subtle flash of disdain in its eyes.

In its view, Tiberius' ecstasy and excitement were nothing more than a clown's funny performance on the stage, which was both pathetic and ridiculous.

It has seen too many people like this. They are just insignificant chess pieces on the master's chessboard, but they think their existence is crucial.

"But, Your Excellency Tiberius..."

Amatras paused and showed a meaningful expression:

"Given your current condition, it's almost impossible to successfully perform the demon ascension ceremony."

"According to the original plan, you need to collect a large number of high-quality sacrifices, but now..."

"It's all that bastard Lucius' fault!"

Tiberius' ecstasy froze on his face in an instant, and he interrupted Amatras almost reflexively.

His voice was filled with anger, as if he had found an outlet:

"It's all because of his obstruction that my progress in collecting sacrifices has been delayed again and again!"

Amatras's scarlet eyes narrowed slightly, slightly dissatisfied with Tiberius' rude behavior of interrupting it.

"Your Excellency Tiberius, please listen to me first."

Although its voice was soft, it carried a distinct chill.

Tiberius' heart trembled and he subconsciously closed his mouth.

"Under normal circumstances, your plan would not succeed."

"but......"

Amatras deliberately dragged out his words to whet Tiberius's appetite:

"If you are willing to pay a higher price, then miracles are not impossible to happen."

"Imagine this, Your Excellency Tiberius."

Amatras began to use its persuasive voice to describe an extremely tempting vision of the future for Tiberius:

"You will gain supreme power, transcending the mortal world and standing shoulder to shoulder with the gods!"

"You will stand at the pinnacle of the world, receiving the worship and admiration of everyone."

"Those who once laughed at you and looked down on you will all prostrate themselves at your feet, trembling and begging for your forgiveness..."

"All the power, all the glory, all the splendor will be yours!"

"You will no longer be the unpopular prince, but a true god, the eternal king!"

Listening to these tempting descriptions, Tiberius' eyes flashed with madness.

His breathing became rapid and his body trembled with excitement.

Tiberius swallowed, and his dry throat made a faint sound:

"What exactly is the greater price you're talking about?"

The previous plan already required dragging the entire Splendor into the High Heavens. If there was a greater price to pay than this...

"hehe."

Amatras smiled meaningfully, and then gave an answer that left Tiberius bewildered:

"Nothing is needed."

To the Supreme Being, Tiberius's existence, and even everything he could offer, was of no value.

But soon, Amatras added:

"Everything."

"What...what does this mean?"

Tiberius was confused.

"For you, the price is everything."

Amatras' smile deepened, and a playful glint flickered in his eyes:

"Your past, present, and future, your body, soul, and will..."

"Everything."

"But what does it matter?"

It gently smoothed over its feathers:

"When you gain the power of the High Heaven, you become a completely new being."

"Does everything in this mundane world still have meaning to you?"

Tiberius was silent for a long time, with a fierce struggle going on in his heart.

Ultimately, ambition triumphed over fear:

"I...I'm willing to give everything!"

"very good!"

Amatras flapped his wings with a joyful gesture:

"Then let's discuss the specific course of action."

For the next half hour, Amatras explained the entire ceremony process to Tiberius in detail.

"First, you need to use your royal blood and the power of the Fateful Echo to taint and close Helios's sanctuary over Splenda."

Amatras' wings moved in the air, as if drawing a complex magic circle pattern:

"This step is crucial. Without Helios's interference, we can proceed with the subsequent operations."

"and then?"

Tiberius listened attentively, afraid of missing any details.

"After the ceremony begins, Splenda's time will go back ten years."

A flash of reverence flashed in Amatras' eyes: