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

"Lucius! Lucius! Lucius!"

The deafening cheers rose one after another, sweeping over like a tsunami, as if the entire imperial capital had gathered here just to cheer for Lucius.

Lucius:......

He just felt it was difficult.

Anyway, now that the audience is here, let's start the show.

This move of mine can be considered as saving the people from danger.

In desperation, Lucius gritted his teeth and walked up to the platform in the center of the arena.

There stood a heavy barbell, exactly as in the simulation.

[Task: Complete nine weightlifting reps in the Olympic Arena.]

【Completion time limit: 30 minutes】

【mission rewards:? ? ? 】

[Failure penalty: none]

Lucius took a deep breath, walked to the barbell, and gripped the bar with both hands.

As he exerted force, the heavy barbell was lifted high.

"Ohhhhhh!"

Thunderous cheers rang out in the arena, and all the spectators were cheering for him crazily.

The second time, the third time...

With every lift, the cheers reached new heights.

"Lucius! You are my God!"

"Brother Lu from the East Realm, what a handsome face~?"

"Lugo of the East, Splendar is king~?"

...

Oh shit, why is this so embarrassing?

As the mission was completed, the atmosphere in the entire arena reached its climax.

At this moment, the barbell in front of me began to change.

Lucius originally thought that what would appear before him would be the mysterious laurel branch in the simulation.

However, what was stuck in the ground at this time was a double-edged sword with a jagged blade.

The sword's entire body was a dark red color, like cooled lava. On both sides of the blade, an inextinguishable evil fire flowed slowly like a living thing, emitting a heart-pounding burning sensation.

The moment his eyes laid eyes on the weapon, its true name immediately came to Lucius' mind—

【Goshlacher】

(...................To make up for the word count due to harmony reasons...................)

(...................To make up for the word count due to harmony reasons...................)

(...................To make up for the word count due to harmony reasons...................)

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PS: Oh my, it’s hard to reach 8K.

Chapter 134: 129-The End of the Drama (7K5)

"【Dark Repayer】Goshlacher Lv.???

Status: Semi-sealed

Additional status: Unbreakable (EX), Indestructible (EX), Undefeated (EX), Enemy of All Things (EX), Ultimate Warrior (EX)...

In the Olympic Arena, the noise was still deafening.

Lucius stared at the double-edged sword in front of him that exuded a terrifying aura.

Even when just quietly stuck in the ground, this weapon exudes a terrifying pressure, and the quietly flowing flames can wake up at any time and destroy everything.

Lucius slowly stretched out his hand, and as soon as his fingers touched the hilt of the sword, the cheerful flame instantly enveloped the entire sword, gently licking Lucius's fingertips and making a joyful buzzing sound.

After the burning sting, a shuddering feeling connected to the blood instantly spread throughout Lucius's body.

He felt the power contained in Goshlacher.

Even though most of Goshlacher's power has been temporarily sealed in order to adapt to Lucius' strength, and he can only exert a small amount of power, this power is already strong enough.

The moment Lucius fully grasped the hilt of the sword, Chris's soft and charming whisper instantly rang in his ears:

"The best weapon, for you, my beloved~"

"But be careful, my sweetheart..."

There was a hint of warning in her voice:

"Someone else is also coveting this sword. If you possess it, it means you have attracted that guy's attention~"

Lucius frowned slightly, feeling a little worried.

Amynos!

It turns out that Chris has given Brother Lu a hot potato!

By doing this, is she trying to divert trouble away, or is she laying the groundwork for her future plans?

In any case, the powerful force brought by the Goshlacher in hand is real.

The brave ones will be starved to death, and the timid ones will be starved to death!

Now that this thing is in Brother Lu's pocket, no one can take it away.

With a thought, Goshlacher transformed into a black and red ring and put it on Lucius' thumb.

Then, he looked up in the direction of the imperial palace—

Now, it's time to put an end to this farce.

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The residence of the Imperial Capital branch of the Clovis family.

After the time rewind ended, Domitian fanatically felt the stale smell in the air.

He waited anxiously, imagining his wife Susan raising her arms, supporting her body from the marble table, and then walking slowly to his side.

He even prepared a bouquet of Susan's favorite violets, intending to give it to his wife as soon as she opened her eyes.

However, a minute passed...

Two minutes passed...

Ten minutes passed...

Susan's body still lay there quietly, without any change.

“How…how could this happen?”

Domitian's voice began to tremble, and the fire of hope in his eyes gradually extinguished:

"Time has gone backwards..."

"Why...why didn't Susan come back to life?"

"Why!?"

He shook Susan's body frantically, as if trying to wake her up:

"Susan! Susan! Wake up!"

"We're going to be together again!"

The enthusiasm and anticipation on Domitian's face gradually froze and stiffened.

He reached out his trembling hand and carefully touched Susan's cold cheek.

The dead are dead after all. No matter how time goes back, the life that has passed away will never come back.

"no no......"

Domitian hugged Susan's body tightly, trying to find even a glimmer of life from her, but all he got was deathly silence.

In order to resurrect his lover, he gave up everything and even became Tiberius's lackey.

I thought that after it was done, I would be able to go back to the past, back to that happy time.

But at this moment, all those beautiful fantasies and those aspirations for the future have turned into nothing.

Domitian, collapsed.

"Liar! They are all liars!"

"Tiberius! Chris! You damned liars!"

Domitian knelt on the cold ground, holding his wife's body, and roared in despair.

The mournful cries echoed in the cold air of the cellar for a long time.

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

Above Splenda, a demigod-level battle was also going on fiercely.

Emperor Kokuus was radiant with a living, dazzling light, floating in the sky like a human-shaped sun.

His hair stood on end with rage, and every punch he swung unleashed a force powerful enough to shake the world.

Opposite him was Amatras, whose body was shrouded in the mist of chaos.

The two demigod-level beings clashed fiercely in the air, and every collision produced energy fluctuations that shook the heavens and the earth.

"Evil demon from the Supreme Heaven! What gave you the courage to cause chaos in the empire?"

Kokuus's voice exploded like thunder, his rage threatening to burn the entire Splenda to ashes:

"Getting your hands on the divine weapon, tempting my son to commit a grave sin..."

"Today, all of you bastards will die here!"

However, facing the emperor's furious attack, Amatras seemed remarkably calm.

"Your Majesty, why are you so angry?"

It easily dodged a heavy punch from Kokuus, then lightly brushed the air with one claw, leaving a dark crack in the air.

"I'm afraid that the current situation is largely due to your deliberate indulgence and instigation behind the scenes, right?"

Its voice was as sharp as a venomous snake, piercing Kokwus's heart.

Kokuus's movements suddenly stopped, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

"hehe."

Amatras sneered, and stared at Corceus with his scarlet eyes, as if he wanted to see through the most secret corners of his soul:

"Even now, you haven't used your full strength, have you?"

"What are you waiting for?"

"Or are you also enjoying this carefully planned 'performance'?"

Amatras' tone became meaningful:

"To put it bluntly, Your Majesty Corkeus, you are simply following the shadow of fate, adhering to a long-determined trajectory."

Amatras dodged the web of light blades that Kokuus had laid out once again and chuckled.

"Your Majesty, after this matter is over, perhaps we can sit down and have a cup of afternoon tea together?"

"I think we'll still have a lot in common."

It raised its wings and made an inviting gesture, with an arrogant and frivolous attitude.

Kokwus did not answer.