Chapter 128: Decisive Battle

"Hmm?"

Angelo was a little confused.

He thought he might not be awake yet.

Or maybe I heard it wrong.

What was the name of the person next to me just now, Ansu?

Mayor Ansu Morningstar?

Angelo has been in the business for so long, and he is already the Major of Pain. What strange situations has he not seen? There are so many geniuses in the esoteric religion.

Some lurked in the Orthodox Church and were eventually persuaded to become monks, some went undercover in the streets of entertainment and eventually became top stars, and some hid as street vendors and eventually opened chain stores.

There are so many talented people on the esoteric stage. What has Angelo not seen? Angelo has indeed never seen a talent like Ansu.

Weren't you sent to Farol to learn advanced technology? How did you become the mayor in just three days?

As early as the time in the painful cadre school, Angelo felt that this kid was born despicable and was born to be a cultist. His future prospects would definitely be bleak and he would have to do great things - but he never expected that this kid would achieve great things so soon after being born!

And what did those Life Cult members call him, His Majesty Cavens?

How many sects does this guy belong to? How did he become the crown prince of the Church of Life?

Which side is he from?

It is chaos, life, or pain.

Angelo had just been severely injured by the High Priest of Life. He had lost a lot of blood and his thinking was not very clear, but he now clearly understood that he had been fooled by Ansu.

Anyone who betrays the Painful Church will pay the price.

He is just a third-level warlock!

"Ansu Morningstar."

"Who do you belong to?"

"What do you believe in?"

"The glory of the painful warriors will not be allowed to be desecrated by you."

Angelo drew his sword, and the cold light of the sword chilled half of the municipal street. His quasi-saint-level pressure spread completely, oppressing everyone present. The remaining pain believers also gathered together and drew their swords again.

"Captain Angelo, I belong to no one. I am just an ordinary citizen."

Ansu's blue eyes were as bright as stars. He explained kindly, "You seem to have misunderstood something. I have never betrayed the Church of Pain. I have never betrayed anyone."

I have betrayed all the churches = I have not betrayed any of the churches.

This is an important equation proposed by Mr. Ansu Morningstar.

"I just want to serve the people well, work hard to be a gentle and easy-going reply person, be a good doctor with a kind heart, and be a good mayor who serves the people."

You are farting.

There's no one else here, what are you acting for! Angelo's body left a blood-red afterimage, and he pressed down on Ansu's face in an instant, stabbing down with the alchemical long sword, and the air around him seemed to be torn apart.

But Ansu has been baptized by the Mother Goddess of Life in the past three days, and his physical ability has reached a new level. He has no talent for fighting and relies entirely on the large number of enthusiastic patients.

In addition, Angelo was already seriously injured, so the knife was quite substandard.

An Su took a step back, his cheek brushing against the blade. All the skills he had learned in the painful cadre school were now fully reflected in this body.

The dagger in Ansu's sleeve flashed with a cold light and hit Angelo's alchemical blade, sparks flew everywhere, and the smile on his mouth became calmer, "Let's have a fair duel!"

Angelo was surprised. First, he was surprised that Ansu had improved so quickly. He had only graduated for a few days, but his combat quality had reached such a level. Could he be a genius in combat? Second, he was surprised that Ansu was so thick-skinned.

You are a piece of shit!

Angelo felt a chill in his lower back, and blood oozed out. An assassin was quietly stabbing his kidney from behind! Because of the excessive blood loss, his concentration was already scattered, and he was distracted by Ansu, so he didn't notice Enya approaching.

“I don’t believe in anyone.”

Ansu said sincerely, his clear voice echoing in the night sky, "I don't believe in any gods."

“I just have a deep love for this land.”

“My only faith is this city.”

"Even if I'm alone, I will fight to the end to protect the city I love."

Deep in those blue eyes, there is only the purest love and sincerity. Even though he is facing a strong enemy, even though he is only at the third level, and even though all the guards are dead, this young man will still fight for the city he loves.

What the hell is this guy talking about! Angelo felt that he was fooling around. Who on earth didn't know his moral character? Who was he talking to? He almost got goose bumps when he heard it.

There's no one else here.

When I think of this,

Angelo gradually calmed down and thought carefully. With this guy's shameless character, he should be hiding behind the scenes. He is just a warlock. Is it necessary for him to fight head-on?

Thinking about Ansu's series of actions, he figured out something was wrong.

"Major!" his assistant officer exclaimed, "Look up, look at the Municipal Building, this guy is broadcasting live through the reply hall!"

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Angelo looked up and saw that on the remaining municipal building, a restoration sorcerer from the Restoration Hall spread the magic prism flat on the surface of the building.

Through the "Friendly Message", Anzu conveyed all the information he saw and heard to the healing wizards through his mind.

Although the magic network has collapsed, the internal lines of the reply hall are still usable.

Dozens of restoration magicians used image and echo magic to project the battle between Ansu and Angelo onto the entire building. The Municipal Building is located in the center of Farol and is also the tallest building.

All the remaining citizens, all the slums, low-level orcs, and dwarves can watch this live broadcast.

At the same time, you can hear all of Ansu's words.

They watched as Anzu, alone, fought desperately against the invaders from the Cult of Pain.

Just to protect their city.

This guy, this guy is actually making a political show!

Angelo had never seen a creature like Ansu before. He called on the remaining soldiers of pain to rush forward and eat this guy alive! The enemy is coming fiercely, so we have to give them a buff.

[Your overall support rate has reached 85 percent]

"Let us fight openly."

Ansu's smile became brighter.

"Dear Lord Angelo, a knight friend of mine once told me what it means to have the courage to move forward."

"I will teach you the courage to face your own shortcomings honestly!"

There was a gleam in the depths of his eyes.

【X-ray Illumination】

This is the magic that Ansu has studied, and x-ray is a special branch of holy light.

The baptism of the Mother Goddess of Life not only improved Ansu's physical fitness, but also his spirit and perception.

Therefore, the control over the use of magic has also reached a sophisticated level.

Ansu can now control the x-rays to only penetrate clothes and not the skin.

The holy light in his eyes swept across the suffering believers who were rushing over, and everyone felt as if their whole body was seen through.

What Ansu sees and hears now is connected to the recovery warlocks through friendly messages, and broadcast live to all citizens of Farol through screen projection.

So all of Farol admired the naked body of the Painful Tantra!

[You have attracted the attention of the Mother Goddess of Pain! ]

(End of this chapter)