Chapter 279 Then, the day dawned (5500 words, end of this volume)

The dusk stopped.

The world is extremely clear at this moment. The stars slowly flow along the outline of the broken sky. The sacred gate of heaven opens wide, splashing time into this dark and desolate world. The clear children's voices of the choir sound from the depths of the gate, singing the dawn and the daybreak of the goddess and explaining the mystery of time.

"One thought, ninety instants, nine hundred births and deaths."

"Birth, passing, change, and death."

"All phenomena are impermanent, and all dharmas have no self."

Miss Canglan's head was spinning after hearing this. What kind of radiant angel was this? Was she returning from studying abroad?

She looked up at the sky, and into the depths of the gate to heaven.

The judgement angel of the morning star was born from the depths of time, with twelve black and white wings spread across the sky, half falling on the night and half falling on the day. He slightly opened his navy blue eyes, overlooking the world, and slowly raised his slender white index finger, using time to judge the creatures on earth.

Absolutely holy and just.

The first magic circuit of Holy Light Judgment has the standard of judgment as [the soul appearance is lower than Ansu]. Whether it is Bishop Rada with long scarlet hair or His Majesty Merlin with long smooth hair, the absolutely fair Miss Angel thinks that they are not as handsome as Ansu, so she shaved their heads.

There is no intention to discriminate against other people's appearance, or to look at others superficially, and it is impossible to be mixed with any inferior thoughts.

As an apostle of light, the angel of judgment is absolutely sacred and dignified, just like the stellar messenger of the starry sky, adhering to the idea of ​​absolute neutrality.

The judgment standard of the second magic circuit is——

[Anyone whose soul age is not lower than that of the caster will not be able to pass the judgment of the angel of judgment (only two people can be judged at the same time)]

In short, creatures older than Ansu cannot pass this judgment.

Ansu is sixteen years old now, so those who are over sixteen years old are not exempt.

Likewise, this does not mean any discrimination against the elderly. Guardian angels are absolutely sacred and dignified. They are not the kind of angels who like to look at faces and like children.

As the embodiment of holiness, He does not have such blasphemous and inferior mortal thoughts. At the same time, He simply thinks that good-looking children, preferably those who are younger, should smell good. In short, angels are absolutely sacred and dignified.

Unfortunately, the 19-year-old Miss Blue Witch was also infected.

The angel of judgment chuckled and looked at Canglan, the old aunt, with regret.

Moreover, you are already so old, but you still talk like a child. How shameless.

"." Although the Angel of Judgment cannot speak, Miss Canglan always feels that His eyes are quite rude.

Miss Canglan sighed softly. Today was truly the most humiliating day in Miss Canglan's 19 years of invincibility.

She felt like her chuunibyou was about to be cured in advance.

[One hundred percent], [ninety-nine percent], [one hundred percent], [ninety-nine percent]. Ignoring the angel below, the witch watched silently as the world seemed to jump back and forth between life and death, with an expressionless face.

It was just like in the Magic Web Library in the Kingdom of Chaos. Because she had not recharged her membership, the download of magic book resources would always stay at 99%, and would never reach 100% no matter how hard she loaded it!

Without a doubt, this is the greatest torture in history. After investing so much effort and energy in waiting, it can never be 100% true. But it gives you a little hope, as if you can download it as long as you try a few more times. But you can only struggle and repeat forever! Is this kind of birth idea really something that humans can design? Miss Witch really wants to tear open Anzu's head to see what's inside. He actually came up with this kind of sacred magic that is purely tormenting.

As the highest magic that any living being can currently achieve, divine-level magic can subtly touch upon the laws of the world and achieve quite terrifying effects.

Also known as 'a miracle from the gods'

For example, the Blue Witch's "Living Spirit Technique" touches the law of life and can directly give life to the undead, turning them into living spirits, and then offering sacrifices through the magic eye. Repeating this process will become a perpetual motion machine for sacrifice. In the process, she can continuously accumulate tiny blessings. The longer the battle lasts, the stronger the witch will be.

Another example is the Chaos Witch's 'Chaos Judgment', which combines the Law of Chaos with a simple and crude effect. It deals fixed damage to the enemy if the enemy is weak and percentage damage to the enemy if the enemy is strong. It ignores the rank and directly deducts half of the enemy's health.

But when it comes to Anzu's sacred magic, the style becomes strange.

Is Judgment of Light high-end?

The level is indeed very high, and it has even slightly touched the realm of time.

But is it lethal?

It's quite subtle.

This is simply created to torture people! The Blue Witch looked at Anzu in the form of Morning Star with an expressionless face because the magic power consumed by sacred-level magic is quite terrifying, especially when it involves the time domain——

Therefore, when Morning Star reverses the enemy's body time, he also needs to reverse his own body time at the same time to return to his full magic reserve. Otherwise, he will not have enough magic to use "Judgement of Holy Light" multiple times, let alone use other offensive magic.

The second circuit of Holy Light Judgment is not an attack-type magic, but more like a life-saving magic, or the most powerful control magic in the history of control magic.

Because of the limitations of this magic, the Blue Witch and Ansu were imprisoned in the cage of time and space. They were trapped in the cycle of this second, revolving endlessly.

In the one-second time cage, there is very little they can do.

If it is put into a special scenario, such as a one-on-many team battle, and Ansu has one or two teammates to assist, the lethality of this "Judgment of Holy Light" will increase exponentially.

But unfortunately, it’s a one-on-one fight now.

The only teammate, the top saint Cersei Milton, has been eaten by Ansu, the close guard. As long as Ansu can maintain this time magic, Ansu will never be able to win.

Of course, it seems like failure will never happen.

They were all trapped.

In the infinite loop of this one second, the Blue Witch made many attempts to break free from the cage of time; she tried to use the Living Soul Technique to create a large number of Living Soul Legions to see if the Living Soul Legions could bypass the restriction of "only judging two people", but she failed.

In the angel's judgment, the vitality she gave to the living spirit army was also a part of the "Blue Witch". After one second, it would naturally return. The living spirit army that lost its vitality fell to the ground one after another, turned into corpses one after another, and melted into the dust.

She tried to kill Anzu by simply destroying the world.

But this is also ineffective, because she is the biggest mistake in this world. All the damage she has caused to the world will be attributed to part of the bug and will eventually be restored by the judgment, and the degree of chaos in the world will also be reversed.

But the Blue Witch understood. Through the blue devil eyes, she had seen through the truth of everything: Holy Light Judgment. Time was definitely not invincible. This magic was definitely not so extraordinary.

We must not allow Ansu to remain invincible forever.

This world is repeating itself over and over again within this second.

The life of Anzu's soul is the same, it lives and dies with this world, because when the church world fell, the soul protection of the saint was gone. When the church world was restored, the soul protection returned.

Although his consciousness descended into the eyes of the Morning Star Saint, his soul still stood on the bank of the long river of life.

Sometimes he was on the verge of death, and sometimes he was revived. His soul jumped back and forth on the boundary between life and death. He saw his grandmother back and forth. Just as his front foot fell into the long river of life, his back foot was sent back to a second ago and was fished out of the long river of life. This cycle repeated over and over again, he jumped and landed, landed and jumped again.

The undead brothers who have just started wandering in the long river of life have not yet completely lost their personality. From the ancestors of the previous life to the comers of the later life, from the heroic saints of the past generations to the leaders of the magic path in each generation, billions of souls raised their heads in confusion, witnessing this scene which could be described as a peerless evil with puzzlement on their faces.

Damn, this young man.

Where did this athlete come from? He is actually practicing diving in the long river of life!

What a daredevil! Whether in the future, present, or past, no living being from ancient times to the present has ever seen such a daredevil. He can be voted as the best chaos wizard of the year.

They have never seen such a cruel life! They practiced diving until they were in the long river of life. Is this a place where you can swim casually?

Countless demigod spirits were certain that this boy was definitely not a mortal. Being able to swim in such a place, he might have broken through the demigod level and reached the realm of "true god" that no one had ever reached. A boss of this level was afraid that they would be bored on their way to death, so he specially came to give them a diving performance. It was really moving and approachable. The demigod spirits applauded and cheered, applauding and scoring for the diving performance of Ansu.

Just at this moment, Cersei also arrived.

Her situation was the same as Anzu's. The world collapsed, and without the goddess's protection of her soul, she fell into the long river of life again and again in silence.

“It’s still tandem diving!”

The cheers of the demigod heroes became even louder.

“The bosses are awesome!”

Although they seemed happy - things were not looking good for Anzu.

Ansu died repeatedly and seemed to be resurrected. His soul was constantly contaminated by the water of the long river of life. He felt the confusion of life and the tranquility of death. His consciousness had become increasingly weak and fragile. In the endless cycle, he felt the longest punishment.

Die and resurrect, fall from the cliff of life into the abyss of death, in an infinite cycle, falling forever.

Just like the structure of the world of Naraku. In the interpretation of the secret language, 'Naraku' means 'falling into hell', also known as the endless hell, where one struggles in a cycle of destruction and rebirth. In the secret language, this is equivalent to the Naraku trial in mythology.

【Naraku】 means the endless falling.

According to the legends in the Holy Scripture, the Naraku Trial is a necessary test on the long path to godhood. A mortal who passes the Naraku Trial may not necessarily ascend to the final long path to godhood, but any true god must pass the Naraku Trial.

Of course, this is just an absurd myth.

No matter how deep the obsession is, the consciousness will be completely dissipated in this infinite dissolution. Even Ansu can't survive this endless torture.

And Miss Canglan undoubtedly saw this.

She looked at the Morning Star Saint in front of her with a smile on her face. Although Her life had not been damaged in the repeated cycles, the luster in Her right eye had become increasingly dim, taking on a dark color.

The balance of victory has tilted towards me.

She has endless time to wait, waiting for Ansu's will to be worn out and for her to finally give up the time loop; as a projection, the witch lady has been waiting for who knows how many tens of thousands of years, so a little more time is not a big deal.

The cage created by Ansu trapped only himself from the beginning to the end! She was the only one who would always be invincible.

Her blue demon eyes reached directly into the river of life, watching Ansu being washed away by the river of life again and again. His will to live was almost wiped out by the river of death. His eyes became more and more empty, his expression became more and more stiff, and the blue light gradually disappeared.

The light of the morning star grew fainter.

In the ancient country far away in the East, there is an idiom called "sparse as the morning star", and there is also a proverb that says "the morning star is sparse, the morning light shines again". The closer to dawn, the sparser the morning star is, the thinner its light is, the more difficult it is to maintain its brightness, and the more it cannot persist.

Finally swallowed up in the glory of day.

When the light of dawn arrives, the morning star dies; the stars in the night will never wait for dawn.

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In that case, why should he continue to struggle? The Blue Witch looked at Ansu curiously.

Ansu was falling, falling continuously, rising continuously, and falling again continuously.

I can no longer remember how many times the "Judgment of Holy Light" has been repeated, I can no longer remember how many times it has looped in this second, and I don't know how many times the world has restarted, maybe hundreds of times, maybe thousands of times, maybe tens of thousands of times?

Perhaps a whole day has passed in real time in reality, but Ansu is trapped in the time cage he created with his own hands, struggling, confused, and falling forever.

Ansu looked back at Cersei who was falling with him, only to find that she had closed her eyes. Her pure white pupils were a little empty, and her crazy fire seemed to have been extinguished by the endless fall.

But only Ansu can decide whether to stop this fall.

He chose——

Continue to fall into the abyss.

Continue to fall.

His mind, soul, and even will were all sunk into an endless abyss.

The demigod heroes who were watching in the River of Life gradually realized that something was wrong. They saw the level of Ansu's soul, and surprisingly, this young man was not even a demigod.

They gradually stopped cheering and fell into silence.

The boy's soul is only at the level of a saint.

And the magic power is even weaker.

He was just a fourth-level saint, a common fourth-level saint. When they were alive, they would not even bother to look at him.

"He's just a fourth-level saint, and he doesn't seem to be that old."

"We still care so much about this, we are really old and blind."

The demigod ancestors shook their heads. They really had misjudged him. They sneered at Ansu's rank and realized that he was able to maintain this strange state through some special magic.

But as the descent continued, their thoughts slowly changed.

He is clearly just a fourth-order mortal, clearly just a child who is not even a demigod, so why can he continue to fall, continue to struggle, unwilling to be swallowed up by the long river of life, unwilling to give up.

From the initial astonishment, to disdain, to doubt, and finally back to astonishment.

“The child is still missing”

“Why doesn’t he give up?”

"How many times?"

"Four thousand, five thousand?"

"It's been the ten thousandth time. The girl he was with is unconscious."

"But this boy is still awake and not confused..."

An Su kept struggling and falling. Although his eyes had dimmed, he still kept them open and struggled hard to keep them open.

No one could understand, not even the Blue Witch. She stared at Ansu's soul through her blue demon eyes and fell silent.

Time has cycled more than 20,000 times, and this one second of falling has been repeated more than 20,000 times, but Ansu is still falling forever, and the faint light of the morning star is falling towards the deepest part of the world, endlessly and without hesitation.

This "Judgment of Holy Light" was not judging the Blue Witch, but Ansu.

It was as if in this exam, Merlin, as the ruler of heaven, was judging Ansu specifically.

Ansu still did not choose to stop the Holy Light Judgment, nor did he stop the fall, because, for the evil path that would stop at nothing, everything in the world is a step for him to ascend.

Mistakes are steps to success, confusion is also a step to success,

Falling is also a step to rising.

Always trying, always failing, always falling.

Always trying, always failing, always rising.

To descend into the deepest abyss in the world is to climb towards the highest heaven in the world!!

The endless descent is the endless ascent! And the morning star that fell towards the night has risen to the final dawn!

"Twenty-one thousand six hundred times."

Chen Xing whispered, lowering his eyes. The dark blue light in his right eye had become so thin that it was almost transparent. He whispered, "I repeated this 21,600 times, which means 21,600 seconds is exactly six hours."

"And the normal time for holding another Dawn Ceremony is exactly six hours."

Morning Star spoke in a staccato voice, "Although the Dawn Ritual is ineffective against the living spirits you created, it should be effective against you personally, because you are just a projection of history. You are not truly alive, and it still has a restraint on you."

"Especially at this moment - now that you are controlled by the holy magic."

"What?" The Blue Witch blinked. Dawn Ritual? Why did she mention the Dawn Ritual?

The Dawn Ritual had clearly failed, and even Cersei, the host, was dead? Wait, her attention seemed to be diverted by Anzu, and she seemed to be misled. What's wrong with that?

From the very beginning, the Blue Witch thought that this was just a one-on-one duel, so Anzu's Holy Light Judgment could only trap herself. But what if this was not actually a one-on-one duel?

The balance is about to be broken by a third party outside the world cage. The Blue Witch widened her eyes slightly.

She had always ignored the most fatal detail: where had the silly, harmless black cat gone? Chenxing raised his head, which had been hanging down all the time. His soul was still falling in the long river of life, but his will had raised its head in this body. This was the only time that Ansu had risen in the 21,600 times of falling.

"I have a cat. He is a magical genius no less than Cersei."

"It drank holy water, and it also bathed in the goddess's holy light in front of the statue, which shows that it was not rejected by the goddess. It promised to help me because it found it interesting."

The young man smiled, and that smile seemed to be glowing.

His voice was very soft, but it sounded as heavy as the sky in the ears of the blue witch.

“It likes to read.”

"My favorite book right now is——"

Ansu, or the Morning Star, raised his eyes and smiled as he welcomed the first ray of light in this devastated world.

"An ancient book of holy light."

From the distant ruins, from the destroyed temple, from before the glorious and glorious statue, came a joyful cat's cry, as if awakening the clear morning of this world, the dawn light poured out, blooming the brightest dawn.

"Meow--"

Then, the day dawned.

The star from the night, after falling twenty-one thousand six hundred times, rose to his morning.

(End of this chapter)