Xing Tie: Wait a minute! How come Weng Xing has two saviors?

The absolute confidence that came with his strength almost made him burst into laughter!

But he quickly suppressed his excitement and turned his gaze intently to another deep purple memory fragment.

Okay... next one!

Let me see the truth behind Crydella's impending end in this lifetime...

The cold system notification sounded again, followed by a flood of fragmented memories filled with power struggles and ruthless decisions:

Deep within a magnificent yet oppressively suffocating palace, a blue-haired girl with an aloof and icy demeanor stands with her back to the camera. Her voice is calm and undisturbed, yet carries an undeniable air of authority:

"Sword Banner Lord... make your move."

A female voice rang out:

"But Caesar..."

The girl suddenly turned around! The "candle" above her head drew a cold arc in the dim light!

Chapter 67 Cheat Code: So... I made my move...

In those icy blue eyes, humiliation, anger, and a near-mad determination burned like ice and flame! Her voice suddenly rose, like the biting winter wind sweeping through a palace:

"Sword Banner Lord!" Ceridera's voice trembled with a metallic quality due to extreme anger.

"Do you want to witness your monarch being dragged out by that ignorant mob and hanged in humiliation on the city wall?!"

A deathly silence filled the air. Cerydra's voice rang out again, but this time with a self-deprecating edge, as if she had seen through every conspiracy:

“I understand now… From the moment Ladon betrayed the traitor, there was an invisible and intangible ‘big hand’ from a higher dimension controlling everything behind this game.”

Cerberus's gaze seemed to pierce through the barriers of time and space, staring directly at some unspeakable manipulator. A smile of utter irony curled at the corner of her lips. "Ha... even the high and mighty priests so greedily covet power in the mortal world?... Hmph..."

"I lost this game... but it was definitely not because of my lack of strategy!"

Crydela's voice was filled with intense resentment, yet she was exceptionally clear-headed. "I can no longer be a worthy king... but I, Crydela, even in death, will never allow the flame of fire to be extinguished in my hands!"

Her tone suddenly became incredibly firm, carrying a martyr-like resolute brilliance, "If my death... can temporarily quell the anger of those who have been incited... and buy precious time for Aglaia's demigod trial... then this is the best solution at this moment..."

"Hazel! I command you! Pierce Caesar's heart with the blade he is most proud of! I will make posterity guess my expression at this moment for a lifetime! I, Caesar, will never be easily defined by posterity!"

The fragments of memory ended. Bai Mo sat silently in place, the room still seemingly lingering with the cold and tragic aura of Cerberus.

As expected... Bai Mo understood, his heart heavy with anger.

Crydella was driven to her doom step by step by Lycus's despicable schemes! His goal was to reclaim that crucial...

The cold system notification sounded for the third time, like the whisper of death:

[A creature has been detected...]

(Golden Finger: Ah~ Finally, I can go out and play again~)

Dear author, you'll have to wait for me!

Will our accounts... be settled one by one, clearly and precisely?

Let me see what interesting toys I've found this time... Hmm? This lousy system is still so disobedient~

It's like a sieve, leaking air everywhere... It's really...unpleasant! How dare they leave out the most important thing?

The cheat engine clicked its tongue in dissatisfaction, its movements gentle yet carrying undeniable power, as it removed the object that emitted a cold white light and was marked with the [Ultimate Protocol].

It was "gently" tucked into the corner of the folder that the system had just created for Crydela.

Golden Finger: Hmm~ Mission accomplished! Regus...

Heh heh heh... Who do you think you are? You think you're worthy to hold onto my little Bai Mo's agreement? It's just a temporary loan for you to play with for a few years, do you really think it's yours?!

Alright, my dear little Bai Mo~

Now... you can go have as much fun as you want!

The task is complete! Author, I'm here to check the ledgers with you!

Author: Oh no! It popped up before I even finished adjusting it! I accidentally added too much ice to my feet!

Meanwhile, in a strange space composed of countless flowing data and abstract concepts.

Lai Gushi mechanically swiped the huge light screen that was floating in front of him, displaying "detailed system background data".

"Ugh! Where did this new data stream come from? I've been searching for days! I've never seen this in the database before!"

Lai Gushi frowned as he watched the unfamiliar, flashing data abruptly appear in the calculations.

"Also, something's strange... Why is the progress bar for the Iron Tomb stuck at 99.89%? Is it a bug?"

He tried refreshing the screen, and the screen flickered.

Just as the data was being reloaded, Lai Gushi's casual gaze swept over a certain area, and suddenly, as if struck by lightning, he sprang up!

"Holy crap?!" he exclaimed in shock.

"Where's the agreement?!" Lai Gushi's voice trembled, filled with disbelief and panic. "Where did that huge [Ultimate Agreement] that Iron Tomb and I had go?! It was just here a moment ago!"

He frantically retrieved the operation logs and traced the data flow, only to find a jumble of garbled characters and a bizarre "data lost" record at the end.

Laigu Shi stared into deep thought as he looked at the suddenly locked control system...

This newly added data is strange. Based on previous observations, it could at most obtain the usage rights of the "ultimate protocol," but why... has even the "ultimate protocol" itself disappeared now?

Bai Mo was completely unaware of the "disaster" that had occurred somewhere. His entire mind was focused on his newly acquired abilities.

Hmm... The authority of the [Law]... its core essence is the use of the authority of the "Ultimate Protocol," which controls the foundation of the world's operation?

This world? A thought flashed through Bai Mo's mind, and he instantly understood. This thing... is not eternally bound to a single reincarnation! It needs to be acquired and rebound in every new reincarnation!

That makes sense! How could such important permissions be bound to a cycle that is destined to be reset?

But what does this have to do with me, Bai Mo? I'm just cheating.

The core rules of authority flooded his mind: by paying a corresponding "price," could a "law" be established to apply to the real world?

The cost... ranges from a minor drain on energy to... the highest level—requiring the sacrifice of a demigod's entire life essence?!

Bai Mo's heart was racing, not because he was worried about the consequences, but because of a deep sense of disappointment.

The highest price... is only the life of a demigod? He felt an indescribable sense of suffocation.

This...this skill ceiling is way too low! It might be enough to deal with ordinary enemies, but if the target is that Zandal...

Or perhaps you want to completely rewrite the underlying rules of Onpharos... Is the life of a demigod enough as a price? Far from it!

Forget it... how about trying the most basic one first?

His gaze fell on a plump, red apple on the bedside table. Concentrating his mind, a clear, tentatively powerful "command" silently formed in his heart:

"Here, all the fruit I see has crumbled!"

The command was given! An invisible force, carrying the laws of decay and annihilation, emanated from the focus of his gaze like an absolute order, precisely enveloping the apple!

A shocking act of decay occurred in an instant! The apple's bright red color turned as if it had been splashed with ink, quickly transforming into a lifeless dark brown!

The plump outer skin visibly collapsed, shrank, and lost all moisture, becoming like old tree bark!

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Chapter 68 Xi Lian: I was so stupid, really...

The vibrant green stem withered and turned black instantly! Even more bizarrely, several strands of grayish-green mold grew and spread from inside the fruit peel at a visible speed!

A strong, nauseating stench of rotting fruit instantly filled the entire room! In just two or three seconds, a fresh fruit turned into a puddle of foul-smelling sludge!

"Hiss..." Bai Mo gasped, the effect of "annihilation" was direct and domineering!

He steadied himself, his eyes gleaming with the excitement of a comeback. Again!

"Here, all the fruits I see come to life!"

This time, the surging power of the laws was filled with an incredibly vast and unbelievable power of life creation!

That pool of putrid mud seemed to have been transformed by time, infused with the purest essence of life! The mold vanished instantly! The collapsed and shrunken surface quickly filled up, swelled, and regained its elasticity, as if inflated!

The deathly dark brown faded rapidly, as if washed by clear water, and was restored to an alluring, dew-like bright red!

Even the stems have turned lush and green again! A fresh, sweet aroma, far surpassing that of fresh apples, fills the air, instantly dispelling the previous stench!

The entire Apple product has not only been restored to its original state, but is even more perfect and vibrant than before!

Seeing this miracle, which could be described as "reversing life and death," unfold before his eyes, Bai Mo's disappointment was slightly lessened by the overwhelming power he witnessed.

He stroked his chin, a thoughtful glint in his eyes.

This ability... is quite interesting.

"Bai Mo! If you can't do it, you can't do it! Even Aglaia is baffled by Heather's death."

Even if you feed me until I'm a round, plump ball, I still won't conjure up the answer!

While Xi Lian righteously refused, her cheeks bulged like a busy hamster, and her hands moved so fast that they were just blurry images as she precisely stuffed another mouthful of fragrant food into her mouth. Her "resistance" was in stark contrast to her swift and deliberate eating.

"There must be a way, right? Sister Xi Lian..." Bai Mo clasped his hands together, his voice soft and drawn out, as if carrying an invisible hook, trying to fish out even the slightest bit of hope from Xi Lian.

"Sigh..." Xi Lian swallowed the food in her mouth with difficulty, let out a long sigh, resignedly put down her chopsticks, and tapped the table with her fingertip.

"Unless—I know exactly how Heather died, just as I know about Krydella."

Although Crydella is shrouded in many mysteries, at least the ending is certain. Or…”

Her gaze drifted out the window, "...If I could go to Stikosia myself, to the place where Heather disappeared, perhaps..."

"But why are you in such a hurry and so angry?" Xi Lian changed the subject, picked up her chopsticks again, and glared at Bai Mo with a look of exasperation.

"Learn from Bai'er and Wan Di! Look at those two, how harmonious and pleasant their relationship is!"

“Sister Xilian…you mean,” Bai Mo’s lips twitched, and he started counting on his fingers, “that I should compete with them to see who can ride the Earth Beast the fastest?”

Let's have a competition to see who can stay in a scalding hot bath the longest. Let's have a competition to see who can lift the most chimeras that are already struggling but have suddenly become props in the competition.

Or... should we have a competition to see who can fill the master craftsman's shop completely with iron blocks?

He recalled the last time he went to retrieve the weapon; the once spacious shop was almost completely submerged by mountains of iron blocks, leaving no room to even step. The master craftsman himself could only move with difficulty through the gaps between the iron blocks.

"Spare me!" Bai Mo shook his head like a rattle drum, his face clearly saying "I refuse."

"That's why we need you to go!" Xi Lian slammed her hand on the table. "Aglaia has complained to me about it several times already! Bai Mo—"

She suddenly adopted a highly seductive tone, as if she were baking a delicious pie, "Haven't you always said you wanted to be an older brother? This is the perfect opportunity! At least start by... keeping an eye on those lawless brothers, shall we?"

“…Alright, Sister Xilian.” Bai Mo seemed to have all her strength drained away; her shoulders slumped, and she sighed resignedly.

"I'm going to check on my stupid, over-energetic brother. What kind of earth-shattering mess is he up to now?"

(Xi Lian: Ah, the world is peaceful now...)

I was so stupid...really. I actually thought that the three of them getting together could lead to something good.

Following the faint sounds of shouts and clashing weapons, Bai Mo found the two "harmonious" figures at the edge of the training ground. Dust rose slightly in the air as Bai E staggered backward, shaken by Wan Di's powerful punch.

"Savior! Is this all you've got?" Wan Di stopped, his fists clenched, and a wild smile spread across his face as he defiantly raised his chin.

"Hmph!" Bai E steadied himself, shook his arm which was still numb from the impact, and retorted sarcastically, "My brother's defeated opponent dares to be so arrogant in front of me?"

Before he finished speaking, the heavy wooden training sword in his hand sliced ​​through the air with a dull whistling sound, and slashed fiercely at Wan Di's side.

"Clang!" Wan Di reacted extremely quickly, using his arm guard to deflect the wooden sword with a dull thud. He snorted coldly, his tone filled with disdain:

"How dare you say that to me? Didn't you also fall for him? And more than once, right?" He accurately hit Bai E's sore spot.

"That's because Bai Mo is too slippery! Like an eel! If I had a chance to get close, I would have..." Bai E's face turned red as he argued, his neck stiff.

"Do you need to tell me?" Wan Di scoffed, stretching his shoulders, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit. "Let me get close, and the result will be the same!"

“Wait a minute…” A glint flashed in Bai E’s eyes as a bold and malicious idea quickly formed in his mind. A sly smile played on his lips as he looked at Wan Di. “How about…”