MTL - Healing Basketball - Chapter 1017 1017. I hope you will stop having nightmares

The protagonist is reborn in the late Roman Republic and becomes a gladiator under Spartacus. How will he escape the tragic fate of being crucified, and how will he survive in the Mediterranean ruled by Rome? Stay tuned!

“Rome must fall! As long as it exists, we cannot escape our fate of death!” — Maximus

[When you cast a spell 1000 times, the damage of all skills will be permanently increased by +10000. At this time, your fireball spell is equivalent to TNT. 】

[You cast spells 300,000 times, permanently increasing the skill damage to +3 million. At this time, your fireball technique is equivalent to an atomic bomb explosion. 】

[You cast spells 80 million times, permanently increasing your skill damage by +800 million. At this time, your fireball technique is equivalent to a supernova explosion! 】

A global catastrophe is coming,

Lu Cheng returned from the apocalypse and returned to the first day of the disaster to unlock super god-level talents!

Endless Drain: Each time you cast a spell, the damage of all skills will be permanently increased by 10 points!

So, Lu Cheng silently stacked the layers and became invincible before he knew it.

The national war has begun and is besieged by the enemy’s coalition forces? It doesn’t exist. Do you understand the fireball deterrent?

A world-class BOSS with hundreds of millions of health points? I was hit by a fireball, what can I do?

God-level civilization invades and easily blows up the sun? My fireball technique is like the sun!

Until the gods joined forces to blockade and trapped Lu Cheng in the Forbidden Fire God Realm.

Lu Chengcai showed off the other 100 skills: “Who told you that I only know the fireball technique?”

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What?! The sticking to her daily, eating her tofu (taking advantage of her ) is a cross-dresser?

Not to mention that he is the Evil Highness!! She had slept beside him, and was touched by him, what a big loss!

Ah–!

Softly on his chest, listening to his pounding, strong heartbeat, her face turned red. Her greatest desire was to be in his arms.

She never dared to dream before, dared not wish for, and thought that in this life there was no such chance. This had been in her most secret heart of hearts, she longed for his warmth, longed for his love.

Even though he had hurt her before, he had given her more tenderness than others.

Being teased, loved, laughed at… had infiltrated into her bloodstream. Love, she did not know when it had taken root, for when she discovered it, it had grown into a towering tree, no longer able to be split open or cut off.

His hug, his warmth, she would not allow him to give it to others. If they were not only for her, she would rather not have them.

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She gave up her dream of shining on the ballerina stage —for him.She sacrificed her self-respect —for him.She forgot her true identity —for him.But even after all that, she couldn’t compare to the woman who held Ryan’s heart.Arwen Quinn, heiress of prestigious Quinn family, realized too late that no matter what she did, she would never win Ryan’s love. The future that awaited her was a life trapped in endless misery of a loveless marriage.So, decisively, she ends their relationship and walks away. What she didn’t expect was that in breaking free from Ryan, she had opened the door for Aiden to enter her life — a chance that he had been waiting for.Aiden Winslow, an enigmatic CEO isn’t just mysterious —he is determined, and won’t allow to take Arwen away from him again.____Excerpt:Aiden narrowed his eyes, “Are you sure about this?”“If I wasn’t sure, I wouldn’t have asked,” Arwen replied coolly. “Stop dawdling. If you’re unwilling, I’ll find someone else who can get the marriage certificates today.”His expression darkened as he pulled her close. “Once offered to me, it’s mine alone.”Unfazed, Arwen asked, “So, do you accept? If yes, we’ll get the certificates now.”“On one condition,” he said. “I don’t do contract marriages. The woman I marry will be the woman I share my bed with. If you agree, then we’ll—”“Not a problem. Let’s go,” Arwen said without letting him finish, pulling him into the Civil Marriage Bureau.