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

Tiberius's intrusion was like throwing a stone into a calm lake, immediately attracting the attention and scrutiny of the spirits of the ancestors.

Several confused gazes converged from all directions.

"Tiberius?"

A majestic voice sounded, and a tall ancestor spirit with a white beard walked out.

This was Tiberius' grandfather, the previous emperor Nero Basileus.

Nero looked at Tiberius carefully, with a look of scrutiny:

"What are you doing in Paradise?"

Faced with his grandfather's questioning, Tiberius tried to remain calm on the surface, but he was extremely nervous inside.

He forced himself to smile respectfully, his voice tinged with guilt:

"Grandpa, I...I just want to come and pay my respects to the ancestors."

Hearing this answer, Nero's eyes flashed with disdain.

"Visiting the ancestors?"

He sneered:

"I see you've been wronged by Cokeus again, so you want to come and complain to Grandpa?"

"You loved doing this as a kid."

There was obvious disappointment in Nero's voice:

"Every time you did something wrong and were punished by your father, you would come to me and cry, saying that your father was unfair and didn't love you."

"Back then, I always believed you and even taught Corkeus a lesson for it."

"But later I realized that you were the one lying every time. It was you who made the mistake first, and that's why Corkeus punished you."

Nero shook his head, his eyes full of disappointment:

"From that moment on, I knew that your grandson...was useless."

Hearing this, Tiberius' body trembled slightly, and strong shame and anger surged in his heart.

Nero sighed and glanced at Tiberius, his eyes filled with worry:

"Given your abilities and character, even if you inherit the throne in the future, I'm afraid you can only be a king who maintains the status quo."

"Even...it's hard to defend it."

"That boy Caligula died too young. He was the one who was truly fit to be the emperor."

Every word was like a knife, stabbing Tiberius' heart.

"But since fate has arranged this, then as the second son of the emperor, you must shoulder your responsibilities."

"As an elder, I still have to give you some advice."

Nero spoke earnestly:

"If you inherit the throne in the future, remember to rely more on capable ministers."

"If you lack the ability yourself, then use the wisdom and strength of others to govern the country."

"For example, Lucius of the Clovis family is quite good. I often hear Coccus praising that boy, saying that he is as talented as Caligula."

"You can reuse him, or even indulge him a little."

"With such wise ministers assisting you, your throne will be very stable."

After Nero finished speaking, he returned to the ranks of the spirits of his ancestors and said no more. He just looked at Tiberius quietly, his eyes full of disappointment.

Tiberius: ???

Lucius! Lucius! Lucius again!

This name is like a curse, people will mention it wherever you go!

Why is everyone praising him? Why does everyone think he is good?

Even my own grandfather is advising me to rely on that bastard!

Am I really that bad, so unsightly?!

"enough!!!"

Tiberius roared hysterically, his eyes burning with mad flames:

"I don't want to hear the name Lucius again!"

"I don't need to rely on anyone!"

"I want to use my own strength to prove that I am no worse than anyone else!"

Seeing Tiberius's out-of-control appearance, Nero frowned:

"Tiberius, what's wrong with you? Why..."

“I’ve said enough!”

Tiberius no longer hesitated, took out the Echo of Fate, and began to cast the sealing magic from the High Heaven according to the method taught to him by Amatras.

A black magic circle quickly unfolded under his feet, emitting an evil and powerful force.

"What are you doing?!"

Nero was horrified and immediately tried to stop Tiberius.

But the evil chaos magic that Tiberius unleashed with the help of the Echo of Fate was so powerful that Nero was bound to the spot by black chains that emerged from the void as soon as he moved.

The other ancestral spirits also showed angry expressions:

"The power of the Supreme Heaven? Are you crazy?!"

"You unworthy descendant! A disgrace to the House of Basileus!"

"Stop this right now! Do you know what you are doing?!"

......

The curses and reproaches of the ancestors echoed in Tiberius' ears, but he could no longer listen.

Jealousy, anger, despair, extreme negative emotions churned in his heart, completely devouring his sanity.

“I want to gain power!”

He roared, and the chaotic evil energy in his hands became stronger and stronger:

“I want everyone to look up to me!”

As the seal was completed, the entire paradise began to tremble violently, and the spirits of the ancestors were bound by the dark chains of chaos, unable to move.

"Tiberius!"

Nero used up his last bit of strength and roared angrily:

"You will regret this! You will pay a heavy price for your actions today!"

cost?

Is there any price more painful than being degraded to dust?

Tiberius grinned and let out a satisfied and crazy laugh.

At this moment, he was completely dominated by hatred and ambition, with only the desire for power in his eyes.

After leaving the paradise, with the completion of the seal, Helios' light instantly dimmed a lot.

"well-done."

Amatras praised, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes:

"Now that Helios has been sealed, we can officially begin the ceremony tomorrow."

"tomorrow......"

Tiberius muttered to himself, then suddenly remembered something:

"I have to meet someone else!"

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

The night grew darker.

Domitian, who couldn't sleep, was reading a book in the study when he suddenly heard a hurried knock on the door.

He frowned, thinking that the housekeeper was becoming more and more ignorant.

What's the point of just knocking on the door?

Why not just say what you mean directly?

The next moment, Tiberius' voice came:

"Domitian, it's me!"

Domitian: ???

Domitian immediately stood up in surprise and opened the door for Tiberius.

"Your Highness?"

Domitian was surprised:

"Why are you so late..."

"Domitian!"

Tiberius interrupted him directly, his eyes full of excitement:

"Tomorrow! Tomorrow I will start the plan!"

"What? So fast?!"

Domitian stared at Tiberius with eyes wide open in disbelief:

"Have you completed all your preparations?"

"That's right!"

Tiberius said excitedly:

"The Lord of Fate has extended a helping hand to me. Lord Amatras has come personally to assist in my ritual!"

"Just think, a servant of the Most High God personally assisting me!"

Upon hearing this news, Domitian's eyes lit up with enthusiasm:

"really?"

"Excellent! Your Highness, you are truly the one chosen by fate!"

"Even the Highest Heaven is blessing you!"

Domitian excitedly shook Tiberius's hand:

"Whatever you need me to do, please tell me. I am willing to cooperate unconditionally!"

"I will go through fire and water, and die!"

Tiberius was very satisfied to see Domitian so loyal.

In this world of betrayal and suspicion, it is rare to have such a loyal subordinate.

"very good!"

Tiberius patted Domitian on the shoulder:

"Domitian, I will definitely reward you handsomely once this is accomplished!"

"Money, status, power... whatever you want."

“Loyalty needs no reward, for loyalty itself is the best reward.”

Domitian placed his right hand on his chest, his face solemn, as if he really didn't care about the reward.

The two discussed some specific arrangements for tomorrow, and then Tiberius hurried away.

He now needs to go back and have a good rest to prepare for tomorrow's big operation.