Chapter 131: Life Spent Waiting for This Sentence

Arminius’s face was silent, as if she wanted to speak but held back.

Over the years of their interaction, these four evil god consciousnesses, despite their eccentricities, often spouting incomprehensible words and engaging in bizarre acts, had gradually come to be seen as companions.

"Before I die, could you stroke my head?" the tuft-haired bird with a bald spot looked at Arminius and suddenly smiled. "I want you to sign your name on my central bald patch."

"Another strange request."

Arminius paused for a moment, then stroked the bald patch in the center of its abundant black curly hair.

With a ripple!

A ripple of life flickered, and a set of characters gradually appeared on the central scalp: Arminius’s name.

The tuft-haired bird rubbed against her hand like a cat, then suddenly became distraught, filled with regret. "I'm sorry, it was us who destroyed your world.... We crossed dimensions, intending to ask for your autograph and have fun with you, but it led to this outcome. Those red-name players secretly killed us; they're too evil!"

With that, the tuft-haired bird shot into the air. "This catastrophe was caused by us, and it should be ended by us."

With a whoosh.

It flew towards the distant mountains in the sky, its silhouette streaking across the entire expanse.

Within moments, a terrifying aura spread from afar, accompanied by heartbreaking, wild laughter—a roar in Chinese: "I'm here! Your grandpa's here! Red-name players, come and kill me!!!"

"These guys... they always do things no one can understand." Arminius, Charlotte, and the others exchanged glances.

Pan Yuxian, tied behind them, whispered with a complicated, clear voice, "They're about to die, and they're still making such strange requests. Are they perverts?"

Autumn Mountain Speed fell to a sitting position, a bitter smile inexplicably on its face. "The sob story plan finally worked for that guy. We've been secretly competing, but that scoundrel still got our idol's autograph first!"

Year 991 of the Kingdom of Babylon.

Several more years passed. Deep within a cave, it was dark and gloomy.

"Hunted for nearly a century, striving tirelessly for almost a hundred years, I've finally broken through, reaching the level Medusa was at back then." Arminius took a deep breath. "On the verge of breaking through to demigod status, I also need the pressure of death."

Only the demigod Cthulhu and the demigod Phoenix could provide the pressure of death.

They chose to challenge the Phoenix.

The Phoenix was not a demigod with powerful combat ability; in fact, it was weaker among those of its same realm. Its three genetic talents were all fire-related, and its remaining talent was rebirth from ashes.

It lacked sorcerous skills, a beast that utilized its power crudely.

"But ultimately, it was still a demigod."

On this day, Arminius ventured deep into the underground lava caves, challenging the Phoenix alone. They fought from beneath the earth to the lush green mountains; the world seemed engulfed in flames, and Arminius was on the verge of death.

"She can't hold on any longer, save her!"

Xue Baixue, Autumn Mountain Speed, and the others quickly controlled their evil god bodies to intervene, but they were shattered by the attack.

Xue Baixue was hit in its core.

"You..."

Arminius saw this scene, her mind went blank. Under her rage, it was as if something shattered within her spiritual mind. Bathed in blood, she broke through to the demigod realm, injuring the Phoenix, which then fled.

On this day, Arminius also stepped into the new realm Medusa had once touched, the limit of humanity: demigod.

"You..."

On the ground, everyone looked at the shattered Xue Baixue, silent.

Arminius’s body trembled slightly as she picked up the long strip of crimson muscle. "You're evil gods, yet you disregarded your lives to save me. Don't you fear death...?"

"Yes, a long life of nearly two hundred years... to suddenly lose it like this, it's a great pity."

Xue Baixue's voice grew fainter, weaker, as it looked at the earth covered in flames. "But I'm content. I was very smart since childhood, but also very lost. It feels like something from a previous life. At that time, I kept thinking, I graduated from university, majored in an obscure field like marine science, interned, worked—what was the meaning of my life?

I kept thinking, thinking, until I saw a certain graphic live broadcast.

That passionate girl, who ran around, fought for everything for the entire era, even when there was clearly no hope of winning, still wanted to carve out a path from despair. I had a strong urge inside me; I wanted to enter, I wanted to enter that wizarding world in the pictures, I wanted to see that girl.

I immediately made a certain decision. I furiously researched papers, losing quite a bit of hair in the process. When I succeeded and clicked 'Start Your Second Life,' I set a life goal for myself: I must protect her."

"More incomprehensible words," Arminius said bitterly, though she had grown accustomed to these strange phrases.

"And so, my lost life finally had a purpose.... Before I die, can you grant me one request? It's my only dream." Xue Baixue showed a gentle smile. "My only dream in the nearly two hundred years I've been in this world."

Arminius was silent for a moment.

"Tell me."

Xue Baixue's smile gradually became radiant. "My most revered Emperor Arminius, don't look so terrible. Smile, hold me in one arm, make a V-sign with the other, and say to me—￥#！？￥........."

Arminius froze.

"I don't understand, but if saying that phrase is your life's dream..." Her beautiful face still forced out a smile. In this clumsy foreign language, she repeated the completely incomprehensible evil god's gibberish:

"Xue Baixue is my husband; I will wear the most beautiful white wedding dress and marry him!"

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"Hahahaha!! If that's the case, my dream... then my life is fulfilled." Xue Baixue finally burst into laughter, relieved.

The crimson muscle in Arminius's hand completely lost its vitality; it was dead.

The echo of the words, "my dream," still reverberated in her ears. Arminius stared blankly at everything.

She stood up, trying to grasp the meaning of the phrase. "Unbeknownst to me, have I come to bear everyone's hopes, to become the dream of all of you?"

"That scoundrel, so this was the trick he was hiding all along," Autumn Mountain Speed muttered, staring blankly at the scene.

On a more distant cliff, Charlotte leaned against her demonic sword, sitting on the edge, calmly looking up at the vast, empty sky. "Our King of Babylon is still that emotional little girl from back then. She still can't be detached in the face of a follower's death... But another evil god has died. I don't know whether to laugh or cry."

She rarely showed her emotions, but the flickering in her eyes still revealed her inner turmoil.

The demonic sword Pandora's expression was incredibly complex. Suddenly, it burst out laughing through its tears. "These scoundrels! It was such a moving, tear-jerking scene before death, but they completely ruined the atmosphere in an instant!"