A compilation of memorable moments from Chaldea's girlfriends showing affection in various dime

"Impressive, a man who has developed his Noble Phantasm to its fullest potential, Wounded Beast."

"Your roar and your unyielding rebellious will are a perfect match. The man named Spartacus needs no other Noble Phantasms; this one alone is enough to make him the most powerful in the world!"

Sasaki Kojiro watched in amazement as the super meteorite exploded in the sky, countless fragments flying in all directions, as if Spartacus had infused these fragments with his rebellious will, and these fragments, carrying the rebellious will, pierced into the flesh and blood of the First Emperor.

I absolutely do not want to fight a man like Spartacus. Even with unparalleled swordsmanship, I cannot sever this man's will to rebel.

Rune Continent.

Spartacus defeated the calamity that brought despair to humanity by crashing his body into a super meteorite.

The spirit of the heroic spirits, with their indomitable will to rebel, shattered the super meteorite and inspired all the oppressed people on Runeterra.

The spirits of countless people resonated with the words of Spartacus and the words of the boy.

They dared not say it aloud, but silently chanted in their hearts, "As long as we keep smiling, as long as the indomitable spirit brought by Spartacus resides in our hearts, we will surely overcome the oppressors!"

The sparks of rebellion, the sparks of freedom, burn as invisible flames within the bodies of the oppressed, never to be extinguished.

Suddenly, a turquoise gale swept across the entire Runeterra, and countless people felt an immense sense of comfort in their chests.

"Do not fear the winds of change—they will always help you move forward."

The Storm Goddess Janna said softly, "Spartacus, your rebellion has brought about a change in Runeterra, though it is very faint, it is something that has never happened before."

A warehouse belonging to a Piltover Seed family.

"Bang bang bang-!"

Scorching flames erupted from the gun muzzle, carrying lead bullets powerful enough to tear through armor, sending the Piltover Enforcer flying. The scattered bullets ripped apart the surrounding wooden crates, and the azure Hextech Ore fell to the ground.

Greaves, speaking eloquently, gave Spartacus a thumbs-up. "What the hell?! Rebelling against gravity?! You're absolutely awesome, brother!! You have to come visit me in your next life, brother will buy you a drink!"

"It feels like slapping a god away. This guy can stir up trouble on someone else's turf and come up with such a brilliant reason. I really admire him!"

Greyworth remarked that if he were educated, he wouldn't be living the life of robbing the rich to support himself with Twisted Fate.

He also wanted to try going to Piltover University and experience what it was like to be a student.

After all, there are just too many beautiful and pretty girls at Piltover University.

Drizzt leisurely picked up the Hextech ore that had fallen to the ground and put it into the magic pocket that Merlin had made.

"Hahaha!! This is a real windfall! After this job, I might be able to pay off my debt to Merlin. And I'll get to meet the beautiful Miss Medb and Miss Tamamo-no-Mae again!"

One by one, round, azure-blue gemstones were placed into a magic pocket, a pocket no wider than a mobile phone, which seemed to have endless internal space.

This is a magical costume made by Merlin. I heard that Grevos and Drizzt are planning a big heist to pay off their debts.

He kindly rented out his self-made magic costume at a very low price, a special offer for regular customers, for 1 quantum coins per day.

This thing greatly increases Greyworth and Twisted Fate's robbery speed, and makes their methods much more elegant! They no longer need to carry a big bag of valuables around, which is incredibly convenient and comfortable.

“Spartacus, I think we should get this macho guy on board and rob the Piltover Lords together. It's a rebellion against the Piltover Lords’ wallets!”

Drizzt mimicked Spartacus's way of speaking, waving his magic pouch, which was bulging full.

Although no sound was heard.

But the ear pressed against his magic pocket seemed to hear the clinking and tinkling of countless gold coins and quantum coins.

Who doesn't like to hear this sound?

At the same time, Catherine spotted the criminals inside the warehouse through a thermal imaging sniper scope and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"You two dared to commit crimes while I was engrossed in my inventory! Greaves, Drizzt, I'll catch you today!! I'll put you in Stillwater Prison to enjoy your new punishment—a loving embrace. You two bandits haven't been reformed by the spirit of Spartacus at all; you're beyond redemption."

Bang Bang Bang!

Suddenly, three armor-piercing shells struck Twisted Fate, penetrating the metal warehouse where he had lived.

Tristan quickly bent down, his cowboy hat flying off his head, riddled with three holes from a bullet. "My beloved hat!"

BOOM—! ——! The surrounding walls shattered, sending fragments of stone flying inwards, dust billowing, and a muscular Barbie-like woman appeared, raising a huge fist and holding a meaty bone in her mouth.

"Hey! Are you guys planning a rebellion against Piltover's laws???"

She was deeply moved by the scene of Spartacus sacrificing himself to take down the super meteorite when she heard the police station alarm go off, and her blood pressure spiked.

"You two scoundrels, you think you can emulate Spartacus and start a rebellion?! Did you spend a single penny of the money you stole on the poor? It was all spent on brothels and casinos!"

"It's not a brothel! It's a singularity of the night," Drizzt wanted to retort. "It wasn't for vulgar desires, it was for art."

For love!

The sounds of bullets and iron fists rang out, and the warehouse was in complete chaos, soon to be reduced to ruins.

Today is another peaceful day in Piltover.

I really want to send the Piltover council members to experience the ultimate love of Spartacus.

After their bones were crushed by Spartacus, there might be a tiny chance that they would repent for oppressing the poor!

"I see. We want to spread the will of Demacia, while Spartacus wants to spread his own rebellious will. But..."

Garen scratched his cheek, thinking that Demacia, where he was, shouldn't be considered an oppressor in Spartacus.

The people of Demacia worship justice, honor, and responsibility!

Morgana lay in the hot spring, her jet-black wings hovering above the water, and dark purple energy flashing intermittently across her surging body.

"Spartacus... I wonder what Kyle would think if he saw him. This guy's way of doing things is just as impulsive and extreme as Kyle's, but he's much better than Kyle."

"I hope you can understand the true meaning behind Spartacus's actions. Never forget what he once said to you. Do not assume that other worlds have no value in continuing. Do not assume that what you are doing is right or just, that would be hypocritical."

Legend of Dawn.

"To rebel against the oppressors—this is the meaning of Spartacus's life, the meaning of his birth on this planet. We will surely meet again in the future, here, on this land where oppressors still exist. We will surely meet again!! At that time, I hope to see Mr. Spartacus's radiant smile once more."

Shinon Emeriss watched with a smile as Spartacus wore a satisfied grin.

This adventure and journey were meaningful.

She could sense that Spartacus had no regrets; the flames of rebellion he had ignited were now deeply etched into the very flesh and blood of the First Emperor.

Because—the First Emperor spoke of enemies.

For the first time, the ruler of this powerful nation regarded Chaldea as an enemy.

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Nezha noticed a strange reaction to the Spirit Origin Portrait in Fujimaru Ritsuka's hand: "How strange! The Spirit Origin Portrait has become very hot, extremely hot."

The spirit origin portrait on the laptop became scorching hot, its surging magical power burning and igniting the nearby spirit veins.

"What?! Is it broken?!" Mordred opened his mouth, completely baffled. If this thing was broken, it would be terrible! After all, it was something Nezha risked his life to protect.

"No, no, this is... this is the Spirit Origin Portrait reacting to the spiritual veins underground nearby." Jing Ke closed her beautiful eyes, sensing the magical particles nearby, and a blurry image of a spiritual vein appeared in her mind.

"How could this be?! Wasn't it said that the spiritual veins couldn't work in this Lostbelt of Kyushu...?!" Mash exclaimed in surprise.

"I see..." Jing Ke smiled sweetly, understanding what had happened. "Prayers were born in this world. Desires arose in people's hearts. And these became the channels connecting the Throne of Heroes in the pan-human history."

"Yes. This place is no longer isolated from the Throne of Heroes of Pan-Human History."

Nezha could clearly sense that the magical power within the nearby spiritual veins had become more active and was converging towards a certain place.

"The heroic spirits are coming. To answer the silent wishes of the people...!!"

Within the distant mountains, a dazzling white light shone, a summoning circle was automatically generated, and the heroic spirits responded to the call.

A middle-aged man with white hair, dressed in ancient clothing, holding bamboo slips, wearing glasses, and with a head of white hair, appeared.

He closed his eyes, savoring the familiar, nostalgic atmosphere, inhaling the familiar scent in the air. He opened his eyes and gazed down at the magnificent view below the mountain.

"Hmm, this nostalgic scent... the distant mountain silhouettes seem familiar too. It seems the place I'm being summoned to is my homeland..."

Chen Gong gazed into the distance, looking at the villages of all sizes. White smoke rose into the sky, but there was no black smoke. He watched the villagers laughing and playing in the fields.

This scene surprised Chen Gong, and he could draw some conclusions from the villagers' skin color and physique.

The villagers are healthy and have bright smiles. The crops in the rice paddies are lush and there are no signs of war. It's hard to imagine that this is ancient times.

"But this landscape is truly incredible. There are almost no signs of war. Nor do we see any figures resembling Masters. Does that mean we're alone?"

Red Hare brandished its halberd, neighing a few times. Its nose twitched, and its large, dark eyes gleamed.

"What a pity. I've always hoped that when we first met, I would say that sentence that starts with 'I wonder'."

It pinched its own chin, feeling regretful, extremely regretful, that it hadn't met its master right away.

However, this wasn't a big problem; it gave me time to come up with new lines.

How should I appear before my master in a dazzling and memorable manner, so that he or she will remember my heroic figure?

Chen Gong gave a wry smile, shook his head slightly, and looked at the centaur-like figure in front of him, with Red Hare holding Lu Bu's halberd. This attire, this appearance...

"...Okay. Where should I even begin to complain? The way you look..."

What are you talking about???

So handsome, with such a powerful physique, who else could I be? I am, of course, Lü Bu!

Red Hare brandished its halberd, striking a dashing pose. It neighed a few times, its face smiling as it gazed at Chen Gong. How handsome!

"Could you please say it again...???" Chen Gong shook his head. When he first opened his eyes and saw the Fangtian Halberd, he became a little excited and thought it was the Flying General... Then when he saw the four hooves, he thought it was the Flying General riding the Red Hare.

Until finally, when he saw the upper body of the horse, that familiar scent, that familiar aroma...

He already knows who this guy is.

"That's a really strange question! Since I was summoned to my hometown along with Brother Chen Gong, then who else could I be but General Lü Bu???"

"Neigh!" Red Hare snorted sparks as it looked at Chen Gong with unwavering confidence, thinking, "Who else could I be but Lü Bu!"

So majestic, so domineering, so handsome—who else could it be but the God of War, Lü Bu!

"No...you're not the Flying General, you're Red Hare, aren't you?" Chen Gong looked at Red Hare, who was impersonating Lü Bu, with considerable disdain. A horse is a horse, why should he think he's Lü Bu?

"Among men, Lü Bu; among horses, Red Hare! It's precisely because their valiant and integrated forms as man and horse were so dazzling and renowned throughout human history that they must have taken on this appearance!"

Red Hare looked at Brother Chen Gong with a serious expression, as if to say that he was not joking and that he was definitely Lü Bu!

"It's just a case of innocent bystanders getting caught in the crossfire. Brother Chen Gong, have you forgotten about the Flying General? Is there a problem with the summoning? Is it incomplete or something?"

"Oh my, there are carrots here!" Suddenly, Chen Gong's eyes widened as he pointed to the bushes behind Red Hare and chuckled.

"Grey!—Where is it!? Delicious carrots, where are the carrots!?"

Red Hare turned around and rushed into the grass, groping around to find the ground and tree trunks. Countless tiny stars twinkled in its dark eyes, and countless miniature carrots surrounded its head and body.

I never expected to be summoned back to my hometown and get to eat such delicious carrots! This is wonderful!!

A few minutes later, Chen Gong looked at Red Hare, who was engrossed in searching for carrots, and shook his head. "Hey—you really are Red Hare, aren't you?"

"It's not that I'm afraid, I am Lü Bu. I really am Lü Bu."

Red Hare, shaking its head and covered in branches and leaves, couldn't help but ask Chen Gong, "Brother Chen Gong, where are the carrots? We're new here and desperately need to replenish our energy. Eating delicious carrots will keep Lü Bu in top form!"

"Ah, I never expected it, never expected that after a thousand years, I would be able to fight alongside Brother Chen Gong again. I am so moved, so very moved!"

Red Hare rubbed its nose, looking around with emotion at the incredibly familiar surroundings, and opened its arms, shouting...

"Across the vast lands of China, Lü Bu and Chen Gong have returned! —! —! —! —!!"

"Master, Master—! Where are you! Lü Bu Fengxian is here!"

44 The adoring gazes of the racehorse girls, and the imprisoned Koyanskaya

The sound of Red Hare echoed through the mountains and forests, causing countless birds to take flight and wild beasts to flee in panic from the area.

It was as if some terrifying monster had been born.

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The Lostbelts of Kyushu: The Rebels Timeline.

"What!? What was that thing, a monster that looked like a horse, talking!?"

Qin Liangyu stared in astonishment at the man who spoke human language and claimed to be Lu Bu's monster horse, looking similar to the Kuaiji Zero, but what was with that face!

This is...this is just too...too cute!

Her eyes sparkled as she gazed at the Red Hare that had appeared deep in the mountains, longing to touch its fluffy tail.