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

He pointed frantically at Lucius, Plotina, and even at the throne that had been infected by Chaos, his expression distorted.

"I am not like my elder brother Caligula, nor my sister Octavia, nor like you Plotina and Maria..."

"You are born with amazing talents. You are the chosen ones of heaven. Everyone is surrounding you and praising you!"

"and I?"

Tiberius' eyes were filled with resentment and resentment:

"I have nothing."

"Before reaching the fifth rank, it was entirely built up by piling up various precious resources!"

Tiberius' body began to tremble, and the grievances and pain that had been pent up for many years burst out at this moment:

"Ever since I can remember, I've been shrouded in the shadow of my eldest brother..."

"Wherever Caligula is, there will never be a place for me, Tiberius."

"The center of attention, the flowers and applause, the praise and glory... all belong to Big Brother."

"I'm just a passing mention of 'His Royal Highness's mediocre younger brother'!"

He pointed to his chest, his voice becoming more painful:

"I also once admired Big Brother and wanted his approval."

"But when I did something slightly excessive, he would just criticize me harshly, scold me, and deny me..."

"He's always so perfect and so right!"

"But I'm his younger brother! Shouldn't he be more partial to me?"

"Even if it's just a little bit of favoritism..."

There was a cry in his voice:

"In this world, there is no brother of Tiberius, only Caligula, the perfect heir to the empire."

"He is the king, and I am just his subject."

"He shines like the sun on everyone except me."

Tiberius' eyes were red, and his voice became low and hoarse:

"After my eldest brother died unexpectedly, I thought my good days were finally coming."

"Will everyone pay more attention to me?"

"But unfortunately, my situation is no different from before."

"No one is optimistic about me, no one recognizes me..."

"What makes me even more desperate is..."

Tiberius's gaze fell on Lucius again, his eyes filled with hatred, as if he wanted to eat him alive:

"You showed up!"

"You and Caligula are so similar in character, both of you are at the center of everything like the sun..."

“Others will feel warm because of you, but an earthworm like me in the soil will just dehydrate and die under your sunshine.”

"Lucius, I hate you!"

Lucius:? ? ?

Your malice is really inexplicable.

Brother Lu didn't provoke you, so why did you break down my defense without permission?

Alas, Rat Man.

"but!"

Tiberius changed the subject and a sinister smile appeared on his face:

"Fate has not led me to a dead end!"

"The power of the Supreme Heaven has given me the possibility to become the 'Sun'!"

"As long as I can become the 'sun', it won't matter if I burn others to death, and it won't be a pity if I burn myself to death..."

"Even if I burn the whole world down, it doesn't matter. At least I'm the 'sun'!"

After listening to Tiberius's self-narration, Lucius was speechless.

He shook his head with a sad and contemptuous expression:

"Honestly, Tiberius, I originally thought you had some deep and bitter past that led you to this evil turn."

"That's why I listened to your complaints patiently for so long."

"After all this time...that's it?"

Lucius' eyes were filled with disdain, as if he was looking at a clown:

"What you're suffering from is simply your limited abilities not matching your ambitions."

"What you call injustice is nothing more than your inner jealousy of the powerful and your attempt to avoid the fear of your own incompetence."

"It has nothing to do with the late Crown Prince, it has nothing to do with me, it only has to do with you."

"Such a mentality truly deserves the suffering you've endured."

"And let me be frank, these sufferings are also caused by you."

Tiberius, whose sore spot was touched, blushed, his face full of shame and anger.

He opened his mouth, wanting to retort, wanting to roar, but no sound came out of his throat.

"Okay, game over."

Lucius raised his hand nonchalantly and waved it casually.

The next moment, something happened that shocked everyone——

Under Tiberius's incredulous gaze, the eighteen echoes of fate seemed to be summoned by their master, and they jumped out of his control and flew straight towards Lucius.

"No! Impossible!"

Tiberius roared in horror, his body trembling violently at the departure of the fateful echo:

"Why does the Fateful Echo..."

He reached out, trying to grasp the fragments, but they slipped through his fingers, just out of reach.

Yes, this is why Lucius started a new simulation only after obtaining the Echo of Fate.

In the simulation, the power of "Domination" was banned.

However, in the simulations that have failed many times in the past, how to usurp control of the Fateful Echo has always been a big problem.

As a supreme artifact, Fateful Echo has its own will and choices.

Unless its will can be completely suppressed, even if it is fully assembled, it may not be able to be used by Lucius.

But in reality, "dominate" can be used at will.

After Lucius received the echo of fate in reality, he immediately left his own mark on it.

Strictly speaking, this supreme artifact had been taken from [Destiny] by Lucius.

It is now the joint property of Lucius and Destiny.

This is the power of Brother Lu when the T0 version is fully unlocked!

"Lucius, what did you do?"

Tiberius's face turned pale with fear. He questioned Lucius like a madman, his voice full of despair and unwillingness.

"I only took advantage of you a little, Tiberius."

Lucius's expression was calm, but the words he spoke were chilling:

"I need someone to construct the ritual, someone to gather enough offerings, and someone to shoulder all the blame."

"And you played the role perfectly."

"Thank you for your cooperation, Tiberius."

"Without your help, I can't complete this plan."

He held the Echo of Fate in his hand, and the eighteen round beads emitted a brilliant light, as if responding to him, full of obedience and joy.

Without the protection of the Fateful Echo, Tiberius's strength dropped sharply, and the demon ascension ceremony was forced to be interrupted.

"Uncle Maenna, arrest him."

Lucius ordered calmly.

Without the power of the Supreme Heaven as a barrier, it would be easy for Mainna to capture Tiberius.

"No! Get away! Don't touch me!"

Tiberius roared in despair and tried to resist, but his seemingly powerful attack seemed so fragile in front of Mainna.

In just one round, Mainna completely suppressed him with his brute force.

After a muffled thud, Tiberius was roughly pressed to the ground by Mainna, his hands were tied behind his back, and he completely lost the ability to resist.

"Lucius! You liar! I hate you!"

Tiberius's bitter curses echoed in the hall, but Lucius paid no attention.

He took Plotina's little hand, his eyes full of tenderness and doting:

"Let's go, Plotina."

Under Plotina's puzzled gaze, Lucius led her step by step to the emperor's throne.

"Lucius, what do you want to do?"

Plotina asked a little uneasily.

She could feel Lucius's resolute mood at the moment, as if he had made some kind of realization.

"I want to save you."

Lucius took a deep breath and confessed everything to her:

"The reason your body is having problems is because you have a flawed foundational authority within you."

"This power is eroding your vitality. If you don't resolve it, you can only live for two more days at most."

"The only way is to use the power of the Supreme Heaven to perfect this authority."

"Then you will be reborn, and Tiberius will receive the punishment he deserves."

After listening to Lucius' explanation, Plotina was silent for a long time.

Her eyes wandered over Lucius's face, as if searching for something.

Then she noticed that Lucius's hand holding Echo of Fate was shaking slightly.

It was so slight, almost imperceptible, but it didn't escape her keen observation.

"Lucius."

She asked softly, her voice trembling:

“What are the risks of doing this?”

"Or...what are you afraid of?"

Lucius' heart skipped a beat.

This is the most critical moment. If I tell the truth, Plotina will definitely not agree, but if I lie...

He once told Iveliya that for a true noble, lying is as easy as peeing.

And then, he will tell the most perfect lie in his life.

“The risk is…”

Lucius deliberately hesitated for a moment, the fear in his eyes flashing away, and was quickly replaced by determination:

"We'll probably all die."