Chapter 275 Ansu Xie De Zheng

Falol, night.

The sad and cold autumn wind rustled in the square, the dim twilight faded at the end of the mountains, and the mosaic glass of the church turned from bright to dim, covered with a layer of lead-colored film.

As a burst of white light rolled through the clouds, black clouds came down, and the rainy season in Farol was about to come.

It’s already dark and today’s exam is coming to an end.

In the church corridor, priests from all sides walked hurriedly with serious expressions.

Forty minutes have passed since contact was lost between Rooms 16 and 19, and the Astral Priests attempt to resume surveillance of the 'Dawn World'.

But no matter how they tried, the magic screen was only filled with the scarlet word "error", and the deep blood red color seemed to overflow through the screen.

The next second, cracks exploded from the mithril screen.

They all knew that this was a sign that the artificial world was beginning to spin out of control.

Once the out-of-control situation starts, it cannot be stopped. If they act rashly from the outside, it will only speed up the process of collapse - the so-called "the more bugs are fixed, the more they will appear" is based on this principle.

Even the most basic negotiation and 'observation' should not be attempted lightly, otherwise the balance will be disrupted.

This is Schrödinger's world.

[World Collapse Degree, 95%]

If the artificial world loses control completely and reaches a 100% error level, it will be out of the control of the church and transform from a "church world" into a "border world".

At that time, this world will no longer belong to the church, and the world protection of the Seven Gods will be invalid.

Once it develops to the final stage, the consequences are unimaginable. If the candidates die in this world, it will not be as simple as "losing memory". In the most serious case, they will die in the real sense.

As for the two candidates in the Naraku world, one is the third princess of the empire, and the other is the only son of the Morning Star family on the border. No matter who gets into trouble inside, it will have irreparable consequences for the reputation and even rule of the Holy See.

The old man in the forest looked at Merlin with worry.

But Merlin didn't look worried at all. He propped up his chin, crossed his legs, and waited leisurely for the final result.

They are all crazy. The old man in the forest sighed.

The audience in the square was also in an uproar, making a lot of noise, and even triggered a large-scale protest; the ordinary people were so excited, not because they were concerned about the safety of the saints - they didn't know the consequences of the world getting out of control, they were just dissatisfied with the signal being cut off after paying the money, even though they had just watched the most exciting part.

The nobles and churchgoers who had some experience frowned, and everyone had a complicated expression. They were aware of what was happening inside, some were worried, while others were secretly delighted.

The projection of the legendary witch 'Blue' went out of control. She was the most tyrannical, evil, and terrifying witch.

Although Ansu was born with some means, he was only a boy who had just turned sixteen years old. He was locked in the same world with the Blue Witch. No one could imagine how miserable Ansu's end would be.

No one had any hope for Anzu; and in the great noble area, Count Carlo was already preparing for a secret talk with the imperial family in the imperial capital. Once his child got into trouble in the Vatican exam, he would cut off the economic supply to the border front, open the border, and allow the secret cult army to enter the heart of the empire.

He had already told Ansu not to join the Glorious Church because there was no good person in it!

No one thought that Anzu could win. Maybe Her Majesty the Princess could survive from the wrong world, but Anzu definitely couldn't - after all, he was just an ordinary fourth-level warlock.

If he begged for mercy quickly enough, the Blue Witch might be able to leave his body intact.

Miss Enya bit her thin lip and looked indifferently at the astral terminal in the center of the church. There was no emotion in her dark pupils. Her young master was on the other side of the terminal, suffering from the torture of the bad woman.

"Woo woo, I beg for mercy!"

The Blue Witch, Miss Bone, covered her tailbone which had been whipped red by the Holy Light Whip. Crystal clear tears rolled in her blue eyes. She sobbed, her eyes were full of tears and she looked aggrieved. She raised her hands high to show her surrender, "Stop hitting me, Boss An, no, Master An, stop hitting me!"

"I'm already a corpse!" Miss Bones protested, "If you keep fighting, I won't even have a complete corpse!"

An Su's face was calm, and he wielded the holy light whip with one hand.

He has been fascinated by the traditional crafts of the Chaotic Dynasty since he was young. After years of hard study, he has made great achievements in the fields of "improving tool production efficiency and promoting commodity recycling trade". Whether it is whipping, flogging, beating or slapping, every move and every detail shows the professionalism and rigor of a great country's heavy industry, which is full of details.

The whip fell, and the wailing sound combined with the crackling sound of the whip and the snapping sound of bones, sometimes heavy, sometimes light, and the lashing was very rhythmic, as if he was wielding not a whip but a musical instrument, and the whipping was no longer Miss Bones, but a gong and drum.

When people see it, they can't help but sigh, what a great Ansu waist drum! Once the hammer is hit, it will be fierce, forgetful, and lifeless! The aesthetics of beauty and artistry have transcended the sensory level and composed the most unique song. Because traditional art comes from the local sentiment and needs to be close to the ground, Ansu calls this song "mud song".

You are getting close to hell... Luo Xiaohei looked at An Su's 100 draws online with a dark face and swallowed his saliva.

Fortunately, this little one didn’t give himself any gifts when he was born.

One hundred draws are done.

Miss Bone was whipped like a top. She spun several times in a row, feeling dizzy and then sat on the ground with a snap. In addition to the pain, the wound also gave her a strange feeling. Having her spine whipped in front of so many people was equivalent to being spanked.

——A strong sense of shame swept through her heart. She looked at An Su with resentment. Couldn't she choose a place where there was no one? In front of her 19-year-old self, the overwhelming sense of shame almost swallowed Miss Bones!

Her cheeks were flushed, her blue pupils were so moist that they seemed to be dripping with water, she was breathing heavily, and a thin mist was floating in the night sky.

So shameful!

At this moment, her feelings for Ansu reached their most passionate level.

The prerequisites for the magic of 'Resurrection of the Dead' have been met.

The strategy was successful.

An Su smiled with satisfaction. He was indeed a master of love game strategies. If he encountered a cold and arrogant female character that was difficult to conquer, he could just slap her in the face.

Strong emotions are the anchor that connects the dead souls and their summoners. They can lead the dead souls upstream from the long river of life and return to reality without getting lost on the other side. The reason why Ansu whipped so many times was to ensure that the anchor point was more solid.

And shame is the most powerful, solid and unforgettable emotion of all intelligent creatures, and is one of the best materials to serve as an anchor.

If you think back carefully, everyone has done embarrassing and stupid things when they were young and ignorant. Even if it has been ten or twenty years, these shameful emotions are still buried deep in the soul. Then, on an ordinary night, the stupid human lying in bed suddenly remembered them, and then rolled on the floor wrapped in the sheets, banged his head against the wall, and wanted to strangle himself to death. Shame is the most unforgettable emotion for intelligent creatures.

However, whether you can successfully skip class using this temporary method depends on your luck.

"Well then." An Su bowed slightly and saluted Miss Bones, "Miss Bones, see you later."

"I will call your name."

Bone covered her still aching spine and looked at Ansu with resentment, saying that he had abandoned her just after using her. Before she could say anything, Ansu snapped his fingers lightly and cancelled the magic supply to the 'Gift of Life'.

Once the summoning magic 'Gift of Life' is lifted, Miss Bones' soul will return to the river of life, unable to survive in the real world, and will return to the world of confusion and wandering.

She could only wait quietly, waiting for Ansu to use another resurrection magic, 'Resurrection of the Dead', using the newly acquired strong emotions as an anchor and traction, returning to reality in a more difficult and arduous way, and temporarily entering the body of the 'Saint of Dawn' - if it was possible.

The difficulty of resurrection magic is far higher than that of summoning magic, especially for beings of this level, the conditions are more stringent.

Whether or not he could complete this evil way of skipping classes depended on his luck in the future.

This is the reason why they say do your best and leave the rest to fate.

This shows the value of the Blue Witch's Soul-reviving Art. As the pinnacle of life magic, the Soul-reviving Art has almost no conditions and can directly give life to the undead, and can even be produced in large quantities.

After Ansu lifted the summoning magic, he took a deep breath and looked a little pale. The gift of life consumed a very high amount of magic power. In just a short while, more than half of the magic power he had just recovered was drained out.

He took a deep breath and raised his eyes to look at the skyline at the end of his vision. The pure white and blue had cut the world in half. The errors in the world continued to rise. Red warning characters covered the red earth, cracked mountains and broken starry sky.

For devious players, bugs are a double-edged sword.

Players can use a moderate amount of mistakes to escape the rule of 'only using holy light magic', but at the same time, it needs to be controlled within a certain amount. Excessive mistakes will also engulf the player. Once the degree of collapse reaches 100%, the starry sky collapses, leading to real death.

Commonly known as, too many errors will cause the screen to turn white.

The battle between the Golden Kite Princess and the Azure Witch has caused half of the sky to fall.

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The Blue Witch watched her future self being beaten into a top by Ansu. The unprecedented sense of shame completely invaded her heart. She could no longer suppress her appetite and couldn't wait to eat up this little creature Ansu.

But despite this, she was stopped outside the Dawn Church.

But even the Blue Witch had to admit that Cersei's madness had reached a creepy level.

It was obvious that his body had already been harmed by the Dawn Ritual, and it was obvious that his magic power had been consumed by the army of living spirits. It was obvious that this was the case. However, he still could not break through that layer of pure white light.

Once this madman has an obsession and a goal, she will use any means without restraint, and will be able to burn an endless fire of madness. This fire can ignite and devour the entire world, even if it means devouring herself first.

Despite this, Cersei was smiling.

"That seed of extreme evil is so pure that it is about to be righteous." She smiled, "It cannot be destroyed by a shameful technician. The greatest evil cannot be swallowed by lesser evils. The greatest evil can only be erased by justice."

I'm not a technician! You crazy bitch! You raised a little bad guy, raised him into a big bad guy, and then killed him with your own hands. You used killing the extremely evil to prove your absolute justice, and you confused people's minds by reversing the cause and effect. Are you a pervert who raises people?

What a unique XP!

The Blue Witch's eyes turned pale, and she had to admit that if the princess of the imperial capital was in her prime, with her hatred, even she could not guarantee that she could defeat her.

Countless legions of living spirits poured into the pure white light, and were then beheaded one after another. Blood-red golden kites bloomed all over the sky.

However, the blue witch's eyes calmly looked at Cersei covered in blood, and everything ended here.

[World Collapse Degree, 96%]

We must hurry up. Ansu took one last look at the sky, turned around, and headed towards the ruined Dawn Church without looking back. Luo Xiaohei followed the boy on his short legs, jumped up, jumped onto his shoulder, and scratched his cheek with his tail.

[Please fix the error factor]

[Time remaining: ten minutes]

The sky farthest away emits a faint warm light.

But no one knows whether the light that this world is about to usher in will be the twilight of dusk or the dawn of dawn.

The pupils of the Saint of Chaos became more and more red and joyful. To be able to witness this level of chaos with her own eyes, to be able to witness the collapse and destruction of a world with her own eyes, to see its end in the final dusk, or to be reborn in the desolate stairs of ruins, were all desperate situations that made the Saint of Chaos extremely happy.

Ansu Morningstar.

She gently bit Ansu's earlobe, sniffed the scent, and continued to let this saint watch.

Either be swallowed by the chaos, or reach the top of the ladder at the end of the chaos.

This is better than doing 100 sets of "Holy Light Sprint Secret Scrolls", then taking a sip of holy water and crushed ice, drinking eight bottles of holy water every meal, and finally taking a puff of traditional holy cigarettes! It can be listed as one of the "Top Three Most Satisfying Chaotic Behaviors of Kittens" by Luo Xiaohei .

Ansu punched the keycap Luo Xiaohei, making its head buzz. Loving the kitten's head is also one of the "top three most satisfying behaviors of Ansu".

[World Collapse Degree, 97 Percent]

He walked through the desolate ruins, passed through the broken stone pillars and ruins, crossed the broken and cracked church corridor, and came to the vast and grand statue of the Goddess of Light. The statue was not damaged at all. The majestic god stood at the end of the desolate world, as if standing in the heaven beyond the clouds, lowering his eyes and looking at the young man calmly.

In front of the statue, the golden lily 'Golden Kite' swayed slightly in the wind, as if swaying the bright golden dawn; the holy girl with a perfect face was lying under the statue and in the sea of ​​flowers, her white spinning skirt spread out like a flower, her chest slightly heaving, as if she was still alive, just dreaming a long, long dream.

The young man came in front of the holy body, his dark blue eyes as deep as the sea, reflecting the latter's face.

The statue emitted an endless amount of holy light, which poured into the boy's body and replenished his consumed magic power. Thanks to the blessing of the holy light, he was able to use the 'Resurrection of the Dead' for a long time and constantly call out to Miss Bones in the long river of life.

"The Blue Witch who subverts life,"

The young man opened his thin lips and recited prayers softly - these prayers were also what Miss Bones had told Ansu, and she only told him that prayers could also be anchored, and could be used for both summoning and resurrection.

The greater the influence of a being in the course of history, the clearer and more effective its anchor words will be.

This is also one of the reasons why Ansu is confident. As the demigod of the Cult of Life, the Blue Witch is a life-related being. Due to her characteristics, she is more likely to be temporarily summoned and briefly revived than other factions.

Especially when Ansu mastered the secret prayers, had strong emotions, and had an endless supply of holy light.

If any one condition is missing, the ceremony cannot be completed.

"Derived from the ancient dark priests."

The young man looked at the Saint of Dawn and said in a steady and calm tone, "I call your name—"

The vast holy light gathered bit by bit and gathered on the body of the Holy Maiden of Dawn. The light was paved into a road and turned into a passage to lead the souls of the dead. Ansu stood on the road of the boundless sea of ​​light and stretched out his hand towards the other side.

“May you awaken from your eternal sleep.”

He gazed at the end of the long river of life. The light turned into a bridge at this moment, and the strong emotions left behind were the lighthouse in the long river, guiding the path of the dead.

——"Ansu Morningstar invites you to enter the world."

The Dawn Saint lay quietly in the ocean of light, in the golden sea of ​​golden irises, with her snow-white eyes closed, seemingly unresponsive. The blue dusk had arrived, covering this broken and erroneous world.

(End of this chapter)