Chapter 253 Anzu’s plague apostle—Fallen Angel!

The slightly cold autumn wind at the beginning of autumn hit the mosaic glass windows, making a slight rustling sound. Apart from that, there was no other extra sound in the entire druid examination room. The druids and warlocks looked at the pool of twisted black liquid in silence, doubting their lives.

The young man was wearing a black isolation suit that looked like a shroud. The long robe dragged straight to his ankles, and he was wrapped in a waxed canvas coat. He wore black gloves that did not reveal an inch of skin. With the strange and terrifying bird-beak mask, his dark blue eyes emitted a cold light, like an apostle of the god of death. He did not look like a righteous person at all.

The predecessor of the Druid warlock, the plague doctor, was active in the late third century. Because people at that time were ignorant and stubborn, they often confused plague doctors with plague cultists. In addition, this strange image took root in cultural works, and plague doctors were often regarded as an ominous sign of death.

It took the druids many years to change the public's impression of them, but in the end they were defeated by this kid Ansu!

Holy Water Rabies Virus How did this guy come up with such an abstract and heaven-defying epidemic?

It also takes into account military and economy.

The chaotic soldiers would die if they didn't drink water, and would become weak if they drank holy water. They also had to pay money to the Vatican. The promotion of drinking holy water among ordinary people has never been smooth. People at that time had no awareness of disinfection, and they just drank from the river every day. A large number of people died from various infectious diseases.

With this thing, the sales of civilian holy water will increase rapidly.

The Orthodox Church made money once, and the Esoteric Church made money once, and they made a lot of money! "I told you, my child was born to be a black-hearted person who ruined the family." Count Carlo was very satisfied with Ansu's performance, but the more satisfied he was, the more distressed he was, "He obviously has the talent, but he insisted on learning that shitty Holy Light."

The druid warlock didn't know what to say, because in a sense, although this thing made by Ansu was a little bit new, it was not a special one, and it was indeed quite useful.

In fact, what surprised the druids and warlocks the most was the powerful druid talent displayed by Ansu.

Although fusing viruses and creating new ones is considered a miracle, ordinary druids can also do it.

But Ansu was only a quasi-deacon of the Glorious Church. Not only was he not a priest, he was not even a member of the Druid sect!

For a fifteen-year-old child, this is absolutely impossible to do.

They didn't know that a big part of the reason why Ansu was able to handle it so quickly was because the Chaos Saint Luo Xiaohei was secretly assisting him, and they just thought that this kid was a rare genius that the Druid Sect had seen in hundreds of years.

Since he is a genius, it is acceptable for him to be born a little later.

Bishop Noah was so excited that he even started planning how to recruit Ansu as his disciple . "This kid is very creative and talented." Bishop Noah looked at the boy on the magic screen, "But that's all. This holy water plague cannot be spread on a large scale. It has the most fatal flaw."

"Why?" Merlin asked Bishop Noah curiously. He thought Ansu was interesting and could make a lot of money.

"The transmission route," Bishop Noah said seriously, "is through blood. Although it is also a more mainstream transmission route, it is still a little behind transmission via breathing and so on."

"Moreover, it lacks its own plague apostle." Bishop Noah explained patiently.

All plagues in the world of Naraku are blessed by the Mother Goddess, so they must be matched with corresponding plague apostles. For example, the disaster dog that Ansu tried to tame is the disaster apostle of the chaos virus, a creature specially created by the plague warlocks.

Without apostles, there would be no large-scale spread.

Under the blessing of glory, humans cannot infect each other - this is exactly the difference from the previous life.

The Chaos Virus can be transmitted through the breathing of the Disaster Apostles, so doctors wear bird-beak masks. The Plague Apostles, who can only be transmitted through blood, are very rare so far and their efficiency is not high.

Plague Apostles can only spread through inefficient methods such as biting the host and cannot spread on a large scale.

"This young man will probably fail the exam," Bishop Noah said regretfully, making his final conclusion.

[Twenty minutes left until the end of the exam]

In room number 16, dusk had completely fallen, and the forest outside the window was completely shrouded in the snow-white moonlight.

"Meow." Luo Xiaohei squatted on the mixing table, tilted his head, and showed a thoughtful expression. As a virus master, he instantly realized the problem. Although they produced the holy water rabies, it could not be spread on a large scale.

Not to mention, making the mortality rate of chaos creatures higher than that of normal humans.

"Meow." It tugged at Ansu's sleeve and asked their plague apostle what to do.

It has to do with blood.

The quantity should be large.

Needs to be disseminated on a large scale.

How could such a perfectly born creature exist in this world?

"Vampire." An Su smiled and pointed at the Blood Redemption Sword in his hand. "Aren't vampires related to blood?"

Let the vampire nobles be the apostles of disaster? Not only Luo Xiaohei, but even the druid warlocks who were invigilating the exam couldn't hold it anymore.

This child still has too little experience.

Not to mention that the vampire nobles are now extinct, even during the chaotic dynasty when the blood clan was at its peak, their numbers were quite rare. Moreover, they are nobles with noble bloodlines. Even a low-level blood servant can have a castle. How could they possibly become messengers of disasters?

Luo Xiaohei pointed at An Su with his tail, tilted his head and meowed with laughter.

"Using the blood of a vampire as a model," An Su ignored Luo Xiaohei who was jumping up and down with excitement, "just summon a degraded vampire."

"I just happen to know of an alchemical summoning array." Ansu's smile became brighter and brighter. "It can summon angels or demons from stars based on biological fluids with similar characteristics. It was created by Bishop Morgan."

"The materials we have here can just be used as sacrifices."

Bishop Morgan was originally happily watching the cute An Su's performance, but when she heard this, her expression suddenly became subtle.

Wasn't that thing hidden in the underground warehouse by her?

How did Ansu know? "Meow?"

Luo Xiaohei tilted his head and asked curiously what the alchemical summoning array was and what it was called. Don't tell me. Bishop Morgan stared at Ansu nervously. This was a live broadcast across the country. As everyone knew, she was not a copper smelting addict. It was just that the people she liked happened to be children. There was nothing worth promoting, so she didn't say it. There was no need to say it . Don't tell me. "Angel Summoning Array. Children's Health Green Harmony Edition."

"It is adapted from the Succubus Summoning Array of the Church of Life."

Ansu smiled innocently and said loudly in front of the magic camera and the Scale of Order, "After the magic circle is built, the sacrifices required are green blood, chicken wings from the children's meal, and the urine of thirty underage virgins."

"You can summon a shota angel."

Alas--

The citizens in the square all showed subtle expressions. They were more convinced of the idea of ​​not letting their children fill out the alchemy application form. The Alchemy Church must be the Bronze Church.

This thing was even copied from someone else's Succubus Summoning Circle, so it's definitely not healthy, not green, and not harmonious.

"Meow." Luo Xiaohei wagged her tail, showing an interested expression, but also looked at Ansu with suspicion, indicating that he was sure. Given Ansu's birth level, he would not summon some strange evil demons, right? After all, summoning magic circles have great uncertainty and are very dangerous.

Ansu nodded. Plagiarism is an indispensable core technology among the glorious warlocks. It was taught to him by Bishop Merlin himself. Naturally, he could not forget the memory of this tradition.

Bishop Morgan plagiarized the succubus summoning circle and turned his summoned creature into a shota angel.

And Ansu wants to copy Bishop Morgan's angel summoning formation and turn the summoned creature into a weakened vampire.

He is a fair saint.

Since he had plagiarized Bishop Merlin's specialty, 'Light of Judgment', he naturally had to plagiarize Bishop Morgan's summoning array as well, so that it would be fair.

Last month, An Su secretly wrote down all the formation structures from the alchemy warehouse, and then went home to study them, and tried many combinations.

He had some medical knowledge, and after each experiment, he would inactivate the summoned creatures and not let them remain in the real world.

“My changes are minor.”

An Su said confidently, with a holy light flashing in his blue eyes, and said in an impassioned tone, "As a righteous druid warlock with firm faith, I have long been indignant about Doctor Crow's contemptuous name. Naturally, I will not make an expression that damages the image of a druid. I swear in the name of God that my summons will only be true angels!"

The more An Su said this, the more nervous Luo Xiaohei became. On the contrary, the audience outside felt a little relieved when they saw the young man was so confident.

"Cover the magic camera. I'm going to start building an alchemy array." Although Ansu copied everything himself, he was very conscious of copyright and would not let others copy him.

An Su was the first to copy, and he will be punished if he copies again.

During the exam, the saints have the right to ask the stars to temporarily block the magic live broadcast. After all, many magics involve personal special skills. After the live broadcast is blocked, only a few bishops who are the chief examiners can monitor it.

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Bishop Morgan immediately agreed to Ansu's request, and she was eager to block it for a while longer.

Bishop Noah was speechless. This was clearly a druid exam. How could this guy turn it into an alchemist?

And the most amazing thing is that Ansu just has the materials to draw the alchemy array - he got them from the last exam! Bishop Noah suddenly had a hunch that Ansu's world impact this time might exceed the S-level evaluation. After blocking everything, Ansu began to draw the circuit of the alchemy array, using the high-level mercury that was not used in the last exam as the drawing carrier, and drew an inverted cross and several holy marks on the mixing table. Drawing the circuit is a test of the saint's mental strength, and there can be no mistakes. Ansu's forehead slowly secreted fine sweat. He finished drawing the altars in the east, south, west and north, and placed mithril and passion fruit on each, filled a bowl of holy water, and lit life incense, symbolizing the elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth.

The basic summoning configuration has been completed. Ansu then used mercury to draw the summoning mark unique to the angel summoning array. Ten minutes passed slowly, and he finally set up the altar.

After the shielding ended, the citizens looked at the alchemy array set up by An Su in amazement. Even though they didn't understand alchemy, they could still feel the beauty of it.

When they were testing alchemy, you were testing water; when they were testing druids, they were very upset when you were testing alchemy.

After setting up the altar, it is time to prepare the offerings.

The green blood is replaced by the juice of green leaf vines, the chicken wings in the children's meal are replaced by the legs of plague dogs, and the main sacrifice is boy's urine - Ansu will use the blood-sucking redemption sword in his hand as a substitute.

In this magic circle, the main sacrifice is the most important and will largely determine the form of the summoned creature.

The Life Cultists use virgin blood as the main sacrifice, so they will summon pure succubus.

Bishop Morgan used the urine of a virgin boy as the main sacrifice, so he would summon a young angel.

Ansu used the vampire's entire body blood as the main sacrifice, and the creature he summoned was actually not 100% certain.

"Meow."

Luo Xiaohei is very knowledgeable about summoning creatures. A suitable summoning ritual array is only one of the factors. What is more crucial is the priest who performs the summoning ceremony. When the priest conducts the summoning, he must have a firm will and a clear purpose. He must have a clear understanding of the creature he wants to summon, and it is best if he has strong emotions.

Only in this way will those alien creatures hear the priest's call.

The slightest mistake would summon a strange being capable of destroying the priest.

The Cult of Life has strong feelings for the Pure Love Succubus, and Bishop Morgan is even more heavyweight.

Luo Xiaohei looked at An Su with some suspicion. Could this boy have such strong feelings towards vampires? "I stitched together the characteristics of the Succubus Summoning Array and the Angel Summoning Array—" Compared to plagiarism, An Su was better at stitching.

"I want to summon an angel. She has wings, but she is also a demon at the same time." Ansu smiled calmly, "I call her a 'fallen angel.'"

Such a high standard.

Luo Xiaohei was shocked.

Being both an angel and a demon, it must be quite chaotic and terrifying. Luo Xiaohei was quite puzzled. Could Ansu's magic power summon him?

An Su smiled the purest smile, "And my feelings for her are so passionate and sincere that I will never forget them even until I die. They are unforgettable."

What the hell is this? Luo Xiaohei blinked his eyes, feeling very curious.

[There are still fifteen minutes left before the end of the exam]

"That's a fallen angel wandering in the human world—"

"A night elf swaying in the twilight and dusk, you are a black period drawn by the Creator for the fate of the world."

"You cannot be seen, you cannot be heard, you are invisible, everything is you, you have no shadow, you are everywhere. You are immortal, and you are indestructible."

"I call for your coming."

The dusk sank into the graveyard of the mountains. The night grew darker. Ansu placed all the offerings on the altar one by one. The bird-beak mask concealed the boy's smile, and his specific expression could not be seen. The alchemy circle vibrated slowly, and magic power flowed in the alchemy circuit. The sky grew darker.

The magic device on the druid mixing table also started to function. This was originally intended to provide a huge amount of magic power for mixing potions, but Ansu used it for alchemy.

All the audience gave up their concentration and watched Anzu's summoning ceremony.

Just by listening to the string of anchoring prayers, one can tell that the alien creatures summoned by Anzu must be very powerful.

The boy's hood was blown open by the evening breeze, and his long gray hair spread out along the sunset glow. The sacred light descended here and filled the study. The ceremony had reached its climax, and Ansu's emotions and memories had also reached their peak.

Using emotions and memories as anchors, Ansu called out the name of that adult from the star body. He would never forget it in this life, not even in death.

That is a creature that has never existed in the world of Naraku - or rather, it is a great existence that has not been modeled in the game.

At the end of the ceremony, all the glory disappeared at its peak. Everyone held their breath and stared at the summoning circle intently, not daring to breathe. However, in the long silence, they still did not see the shadow of the fallen angel.

There was nothing on the altar, and the night was very quiet. Although it was the transition between summer and early autumn, the summer heat had not completely dissipated, and it still had the unique charm of a midsummer night.

When everyone thought the summoning ritual had failed, suddenly, they heard a strange voice, so evil and strange, as if it was the gentlest whisper of an angel -

"Buzz~"

"Buzz buzz buzz buzz ~ buzz buzz buzz."

Everyone was stunned.

But An Su gnashed his teeth and recited the last prayer unforgettably, from the bottom of his heart, full of true feelings: "Come out, you dead mosquito!"

(End of this chapter)