Chapter 276 The Saint of the Morning Star
An Su looked at the Saint of Dawn, who was still bathing in the ocean of holy light. Her delicate profile reflected the halo of dusk, and her long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, like the branches of a paulownia tree swaying in late autumn. Every tremor represented vitality and vigor.
Ansu could feel that he had vaguely connected to the existence of the Blue Witch from the long river of life, but this emotional anchor was still not strong enough to revive her.
But despite this, Miss Bones still did not wake up from the holy body of the Holy Maiden of Dawn.
In the end, even his eyebrows stopped trembling.
Miss Bones is still bound by the river of life, wandering in the endless whirlpool of life.
"Meow."
Luo Xiaohei rushed to the cheek of the Holy Maiden of Dawn and gently touched the latter's cheek with his claws. She turned her head to look at Ansu, pointed at Ansu with her tail, and held her belly, ready to meow and laugh.
It seems that this shame is not strong enough. I have said that I will let this saint slap me a hundred more times! She rarely saw Xiaosheng being humiliated, but before she could make a sound, she heard a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and the sky shattered for several kilometers.
Large pieces of leaden fragments of the night sky fell down, hitting this broken world and the very center of the Dawn Church. The night in the fragments splashed up, and the Dawn Church, which was already in ruins, completely fell into the darkness, without a trace of light.
[World Error Level: 98 Percent]
When errors reach this point, even the most basic rules of the church world will collapse.
Unless the biggest error factor is completely killed, the degree of collapse will continue to rise.
Luo Xiaohei turned around and looked at the holy stone statue of the Goddess of Light, only to see tiny cracks appearing on the statue's cheeks, with jade fragments peeling off layer by layer, and the 'holy light' that was originally in endless supply had disappeared at this moment.
The Dawn Cathedral has been destroyed, and this glorious statue is the last cornerstone of this world.
In the fragment of the sky, the Blue Witch stood in the starry sky with a smile, raised her index finger towards the statue of the Goddess of Light, and her gorgeous demon pupils gathered brilliant light——
What is the Azure Witch doing? The Azure Witch is stealing the tower! The fountain was smashed!
Luo Xiaohei meowed and looked at An Su. "He has already sneaked into the house, and you are still resurrecting him here?"
The Azure Witch once again tore open the fragile sky of Naraku, and large chunks of the sky fell down and hit everyone; the art of living spirits penetrated the earth, and countless dead souls were given life. They chanted the name of Azure, crawled out of the abyss, and kowtowed to their lord.
Those pale blue pupils reflected the entire world, whether it was Cersei, Luo Xiaohei, or even the remains of the saint with her eyelashes twitching slightly, every heartbeat and every breath fell into the eyes of this witch.
And Ansu's actions. He tried to stuff her soul into the body of Holy Light, but it was ultimately in vain.
What a cute kid.
She had had enough of this ridiculous humiliation.
It's over. The Blue Witch had a cold smile on her lips. She would completely destroy the goddess' blessing of this world, causing the church world to degenerate into a border world without an owner, and the soul of the saint would completely die in this world . By then, Blue would completely devour Morning Star, crushing every piece of his skin, swallowing his fingers and toes into her stomach. She seemed to be able to smell the scent of the boy's soul. She could no longer suppress this instinctive "appetite". This feeling was so intense that as long as she devoured his body and soul, even if she was a projection of history, she would become real through this meal.
[World Error Level: 98.5%]
Cersei also felt the blessing of glory fading quickly. She frowned slightly, and felt a strong discomfort in her body. A huge cut was made in her abdomen where the stitches were sutured, and blood gushed out freely.
Without the blessing, these wounds were no longer able to heal, and the magic power in the body was almost exhausted, leaving both the soul and spirit somewhat weak.
This was the first time that Her Majesty the Princess was injured to this extent, and also the first time that she felt such pain. She felt very happy.
However, if the church world completely gets out of control and becomes a border world, it will really die.
In the church world belonging to the righteous God, even if the body dies, the soul still exists and will be revived by the blessing of the goddess, and will eventually only lose the memory; but in the ownerless border world, the death of the body is the real death.
Ansu Cersei looked back at the young man standing in front of the statue. She could see what Ansu wanted to do. First, she used summoning magic to summon the blue undead, then beat the undead to leave her with a psychological shadow, and finally used summoning magic to find the blue through this psychological shadow, cleverly circumventing the restrictions and using resurrection magic to temporarily revive the Blue Witch into the body of the Dawn Saint.
Summoning and resurrection can be used in this way. This is a very imaginative magic combination. Even Cersei has never seen it before.
But that was it? If he had come up with nothing more than that, a plan that was based on nothing more than assumptions and luck, then that was all the boy could do, and Cersei was disappointed.
With this level of emotional anchor, at best he could only connect to the witch, but he couldn't revive her at all.
It's too fantastical.
Without paying any price or making any sacrifice, always staying in a safe area, relying on cleverness and fantasy to try to make miracles happen. If Ansu is just like this, Cersei will be disappointed from the bottom of her heart.
Evil without awareness is as fragile as false goodness. It can never become the only evil worth her spending her entire life hunting.
This kid isn't crazy enough.
Before the world completely collapses, leave first. Cersei gradually lost interest. She didn't want to continue the adventure with this child. His cleverness had reached its limit. Just as Cersei was thinking this, she saw Ansu slowly raise his head.
He smiled calmly, without any frustration or loss, his pale blue pupils were as clear as a lake. Even though the world was about to collapse in front of him, An Su was still able to laugh out loud.
[World Collapse Degree, 99%]
Bone could not wake up, which was actually something Ansu could have predicted.
He had too few chips prepared. Resurrection of the dead was just a high-level magic. Even though the Blue Witch was a saint who specialized in life and was easy to revive, and even though he had mastered the anchor words and an infinite supply of holy light, it was still not enough to temporarily revive the great witch.
On this basis, the emotional anchor point of being whipped a hundred times can only allow the bones to feel themselves in the long river of life, and cannot respond to Ansu's expectations.
But this is all Ansu wants to achieve.
Let the bones be able to feel, hear and smell.
His smile became calmer. If one wanted to complete a resurrection ceremony of this magnitude, one had to prepare sufficiently grand chips and sufficiently grand sacrifices. Luo Xiaohei looked at the smile on An Su's lips. She seemed to have thought of something and her eyes widened slightly.
The strongest, most intense emotion in the world.
Emotions that are stronger than the acquired emotions of [shame] or [hatred] of living beings are derived from the instinct of life. They are emotions that all living things have from birth, and are the root emotions that cannot be escaped, no matter whether they are high or low, human or insect. They are desires blessed by the Mother Goddess and can transcend life and death.
That root feeling is called——
【appetite】
From the very beginning, Bone, the Saint of Life, had harbored the strongest feelings in the world for Ansu, but because of the influence of the summoning, she chose to ignore it.
What Ansu needs to do is to awaken this emotion.
The crimson color in Luo Xiao's black eyes reached its maximum at this moment. The Saint of Chaos watched An Su's actions with joy on her face. At this moment, she felt that the chaos had reached its peak - but saw the young man calmly took out a sharp alchemical knife from the knife, and slashed it towards his own neck with a smile on his face!
Blood gushed out instantly and his body became weaker and weaker, but Ansu's smile became calmer and calmer.
"From the ancient priests of life—"
His hands were already stained with his own blood, and the sticky cursed blood gave off a strange fragrance. The young man staggered in front of the Saint of Dawn, lowered his body slightly, approached the latter's thin lips, and whispered.
The fingers of that body trembled slightly, imperceptibly.
The scent of the delicious child can even be smelled by the 'Mother Goddess of Life' above the starry sky.
"I call your name."
He was like a true high priest of life, holding the greatest resurrection ceremony in history. All his moves were flawless, and all his operations were error-free. First, he smeared the throat blood of the living sacrifice on the zombie's forehead, lips, and nose, gouged out the blood from the sacrifice's lungs, and poured it into the zombie's throat. Then, he dug open the chest of the living sacrifice, took out the heart, and let the blood in the heart drip into the zombie's eyes.
All of the boy's procedures were in perfect accordance with the traditional resurrection ceremony, with one exception, that was the sacrifice of the resurrection ceremony was the host himself.
The best chef is the one who cooks himself into a dish.
"madman!"
Even from such a distance, the Blue Witch could smell the intoxicating fragrance. She watched coldly as Ansu dismembered himself and fed the precious blood and flesh to the already dead Saint of Dawn, and then she gritted her teeth.
Those are all my blood, those are all my flesh!
You are not allowed to eat! Canglan wanted to stop Anzu's wasteful behavior immediately, so he mobilized all the magic power in his body and poured it all towards the Dawn Church, but was blocked by the pale magic barrier;
Cersei, who had already lost interest in the matter, stood in front of him again. She was covered in blood, but her eyes were glowing with excitement. She felt Anzu cutting her body expressionlessly, and her pupils burst into a morbid madness.
That's how it should be, that's how it should be! Ansu Morningstar, you should be like this! Let's go crazy together to the end of the world! It turns out that it's not about stitching the dawn and the blue together, but about bringing together the dawn, the blue, and the morning star.
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The God-given body of the Saint of Dawn is a treasure in the Orthodox Church; and for the Esoteric Church, Ansu's cursed body, from the toes to the hair, is a delicacy far exceeding the body of Dawn!
Once light and darkness merge, the world becomes chaos.
[World Collapse Degree, 99%]
Ansu's face was so pale that it was almost transparent. He could hardly stand due to excessive blood loss. Without a heart and internal organs, he was only supporting this body with his unimaginable willpower to complete this final ritual - using his body as an anchor to sacrifice to the undead in the sea of life.
But after the ritual is completed, then, his physical body will die.
Ansu had also sacrificed his body to the Mother Goddess of Life in the painful school in the church world, and finally returned with the blessing of the righteous gods, and his soul was resurrected. But the situation this time was completely different from the last time, this time it was a real fight for life.
Once the degree of world collapse reaches 100%, the church world will fall into a border world, and the souls of the saints will be annihilated along with the death of their physical bodies.
The only chance to survive is to kill the biggest mistake of this world - the Blue Witch - at the last moment of dusk before the world completely collapses.
In this way, the soul can escape.
Ansu will win the world and more.
Everything, or nothing.
Ansu will use everything he can. Everything is a step for him to climb up. Mistakes, chaos, or even his own life is just a step on this long ladder, nothing more!
Crazy!
Not only Cersei, but even the Chaos Saint Elf thought that Anzu was a complete lunatic. This child looked gentle and had an innocent smile, but in fact, he was crazier than anyone else!
"Derived from the ancient dark priests."
His trachea had been cut, and he was speaking with his soul.
Ansu used this body as a sacrifice and entered the Holy Maiden of Dawn. Through the resurrection ceremony, he merged with the blue that was lost in the long river of life. His flesh and blood entered the soul of the Blue Witch, and he went through that vast life like a revolving lantern.
From the awakening of the Blue Demonic Eyes to the death of her parents and relatives, no one could look at her anymore, and all those who were close to her were devoured by the demon eyes. So the Blue Witch joined the Cult of Life, not because of hatred, but because she wanted to love.
The Blue Witch was looking for someone who could catch her eye. But she didn't find anyone. Everyone was devoured by the magic eye, and she became the most evil woman in the last days of this chaotic era. She eventually died, and her once blue eyes also lost their color.
But at this moment, those confused and faded eyes, like the gray night sky, reflected the human figure again.
"Ansu Morningstar calls your name—"
The morning star covers the world, hanging in the gray sky. The navy blue starlight fills this empty and monotonous world again.
Filled her eyes.
The young man stood in the blue, under the starlight, and stretched out his hand to her, inviting her like a lord.
"I call your name."
Ansu Morningstar recited the last prayer.
——"Ansu Morningstar invites you to enter the world."
The long river of life paused briefly. Relying on the instinctive appetite of living beings, Canglan held the hand handed to her by the young man. She lowered her eyes, knelt on one knee barefoot on the ground, like an apostle swearing an oath to her master. She put her cheek close to the back of the young man's hand, slightly opened her thin lips, and exhaled a warm breath.
Replace hand kissing with biting.
Blood and flesh splattered at the same time, and Ansu watched calmly as the Blue Witch devoured her sacrifice. This flesh and blood contract from the soul was the proof of entry into the world and the oath of submission.
"The dead." He and Canglan said together, "Resurrection."
[World Error Level, 99 Percent]
[World error degree, percent.]
[The original world line has been repaired, and the world errors have begun to decrease! ]
[World error level: 98%, 97%, 90%]
【The dawn awakens! 】
The error factor is decreasing
[You have attracted the resentful gaze of the Mother Goddess of Life]
The next moment, the Saint of Light, or Saint of Life in this world, opened her eyes. She belonged to both the glorious dawn and the dark dusk, but the newborn was neither the Saint of the Holy See of Light nor the Saint of the Holy See of Life.
The morning star is the so-called morning star. It is born in the night but sets in the day, so it belongs neither to the day nor to the night.
She is the Saint of Light and Darkness, the Saint of Morning Star, the Saint of Ansu——
The Saint of Morning Star.
Miss Bones opened her eyes. The beauty of those eyes was beyond reality, so thrilling that it was reflected in the depths of everyone's soul and could never be forgotten.
The left eye is the azure blue of the Azure Witch, while the right eye is the navy blue of the Morning Star!
(End of this chapter)