Chapter 281 Merlin: No, where is my exam room?

[The past and future of these 30,000 years all belong to you]

The pale blue holy sword fell to the ground, making a crisp sound on the barren wilderness; the dawn light renewed the dark world into orange and white, and all things reflected their own colors in this light. The broken temple shone with golden light, the tumbleweeds on the edge of the ruins turned slightly yellow, and the golden irises bloomed more and more brilliantly. Those lights also flickered on the holy sword, reflecting a clear pale blue glow from the edge of the blade, which was the color of eyes.

The nineteen-year-old Miss Canglan can create countless living spirits, but she cannot create herself; no matter what, the illusion that once existed and reincarnated countless times has now gained eternal rest, and the glow of this sword is the true trace of its existence.

It's not just a fantasy.

Ansu picked up the Blue Holy Sword of Redemption, examined its properties carefully, waved it gently, and felt that he had a good compatibility with the sword, and that its inherent effects were even more terrifying.

[Those whose ranks are lower than Ansu, who are injured by the sword, will be directly subjected to the sacrificial trial. ]

There was no need for any ceremony, no need to prepare the altar in advance, and no need to chant sacrificial words. The person was simply offered up and placed on the table of the Mother Goddess of Life.

This is simply a kitchen knife! A sacred kitchen knife at that!

As a chef who has reached the pinnacle of culinary arts and has reached the level of a saint, Ansu just needs such a handy kitchen utensil. Morning Star ate the Cursed Son Ansu, the Saint of the Imperial City Cersei, the Saint of Dawn Maria, and the Saint of Life Canglan. He ate so many delicacies in a row, and he ate three saints alone. Even he was a little overnourished.

However, now that I have come here and have collected all of them, I still feel like something is missing.

Ansu Chenxing shook the kitchen knife in his hand and looked at Luo Xiaohei who was sprinting down from the statue. He showed a thoughtful expression.

Luo Xiaohei walked in the temple with swagger, with her hands behind her back, with a proud look on her face as if saying 'This is all thanks to me' and 'I am the Saint'. She raised her head and looked at An Su with a proud face, first exhaled, and meowed, saying, 'I am the Saint now, and you must obey my orders from now on.'

Well, a game of dragon and tiger fight.

Ansu's eyes suddenly became clear.

Yipan Luo Xiaohei instantly noticed that An Su's eyes were not good. The cat hair on her body stood up, and her originally arrogant look instantly wilted. She looked at the blue holy sword in Chenxing's hand with horror, blinked her eyes, and looked at Chenxing's cheek hesitantly.

Perhaps realizing that his expression was subtle, Chen Xing gave Luo Xiaohei a kind and loving smile and slowly approached Luo Xiaohei. Unfortunately, there was some blood at the corner of his mouth, which instantly turned the smile into something terrified.

Boss, you won't kill the donkey after it has done its job, will you? But this seems to be what An Su is born to do! This is too dark! You want to eat the most amazing magic cat? A plate of Luo Xiaohei swallowed her saliva, and she instantly became honest, without any of her previous arrogance. She watched An Su getting closer and closer to her, and the kitchen knife in her left hand radiated a cold light. Anyway, she couldn't beat him now, so she hugged her head and shrank into a small black coal ball.

Morning Star is now the master of this world. As long as he is in this world, no one can harm him.

An Su reached out his hand to the obedient Luo Xiaohei, and Luo Xiaohei closed his eyes. Meow. She whined softly, hoping that she would not be braised when she was eaten later. Perhaps steaming would be better. It was a pity for this incarnation. It was so interesting here. She wanted to stay in the Glorious Church for a while longer . However, she closed her eyes, and the expected chill on her neck did not come.

She felt a soft and warm touch on her head, which was very comfortable, just like the sun gently brushing against every hair. She subconsciously made a whirring sound from deep in her throat, then opened her eyes and raised her head, only to find that An Su had only gently touched her head.

"Well done." An Su said to her with his eyes lowered.

Meow. Meow. Do you think you can stroke the head of this saint?

Luo Xiaohei jumped three feet high, shocked and embarrassed, feeling that she had been greatly insulted. What made her feel even more insulted was that there was a moment just now when she felt that An Su's technique was quite comfortable. The ashamed and angry Luo Xiaohei turned around in a hurry, took out her white gloves and was about to fight with An Su, but before she could breathe out, she saw the person in front of her stop and fall to the ground again.

The Morning Star lowered His eyes, the navy blue light in His left eye had gone out, and Ansu's consciousness fell into a long, long sleep.

This young man had experienced death 21,600 times. His consciousness had long reached its limit, but he was just holding on until this moment. As soon as his mind relaxed a little, he fell asleep.

Looking at An Su sleeping in front of her, Luo Xiaohei, who was about to breathe out, stopped. She hesitantly circled around An Su and touched the latter's cheek with the tip of her tail. When she found no response, she meowed in boredom.

Boring.

She sat down next to An Su, then lay down on the ground, remembering what he said. She raised her eyes to look at the white fingers of the morning star hanging down in front of her eyes, then she stood up and looked left and right alertly, then she felt relieved and put her little head between his fingers and rubbed them gently.

Sure enough, not comfortable at all.

Luo Xiaohei came to this conclusion with satisfaction. He yawned, curled up into a ball, used his tail as a pillow, and fell asleep next to An Su.

The warm sunlight shone on them, and the word "error" written all over the sky also faded from blood red to a slightly drunken color.

【Exam End】

This world is wrong. It will spiral upward forever, out of the control of the Glorious Church and belong to Morning Star's private use.

However, Ansu is still a saint, so the Morning Star faction also belongs to the lineage of the righteous gods, and his soul is still protected by the seven righteous gods - whether it is Ansu or Cersei, the saints will reshape their bodies and lose their memories according to the rules set during the game between the righteous gods and the evil gods.

However, as the master of the world, Anzu should be able to avoid losing his memories.

Ansu was sleeping soundly inside, but the world outside was in chaos.

Several hours had passed since the loss of contact between Room 16 and Room 19; the sky outside had become completely dark, but the entire Vatican was brightly lit, from the First Church to the Seventh Church, from the Glorious Church to the Astral Church, from ordinary administrative staff to bishops on duty, Knights of Order, and so on, all were in a state of panic, and it was probably impossible for them to sleep tonight.

The artificial world of Naraku is out of control, the star system is paralyzed, the blue witch who is a projection of history awakens, and the princess is trapped in it. This series of events combined together has become the biggest accident in the past hundred years of the Holy See Examination! The imperial family has sent troops over, and rows of royal knights with the emblem of "Golden Iris" have blocked the examination site. They are on the verge of a fight. The royal family has dispatched a hundred fourth-level knights, ten saints, and a demigod worshipped by the royal family. If the third princess has an accident in the church, they will be held accountable to the seven major churches.

The royal envoys could be appeased, but the presence of the three border families, especially the legendary "God of War", who was the least cultured, made many priests sweat. If they really angered these border barbarians, there would be bloodshed tonight! The priests of the Church of Order were nervously evacuating the people while sweating profusely to entertain the royal family and the border. All the audience were forcibly expelled from the hall, and the rest of the saints who were taking the exams were also forcibly interrupted and dismissed.

Nevertheless, nobles, common people, and saints alike gathered at the blockade, jostling each other in the crowd, and standing on tiptoe, trying to look towards the center of the church.

Everyone is clearly aware of the seriousness of this incident. The artificial Naraku world is both a paradise and an abyss. Human beings can usurp countless wealth from it, but they also have to bear the same risks. If the naturally existing Naraku world is still stable, the Naraku world simulated by humans using the means of imitating gods is like trying to grab grains from the fire, and it is inevitable that it will burn itself.

That's why people have to restart the Naraku world countless times.

The best outcome of this incident is that Anzu and the princess barely survive, and the artificial Naraku world stabilizes; the worst outcome, which is also the most likely consequence, is that the Naraku world becomes 100% wrong, the Blue Witch escapes, and completely devours everything. At this point, the virtual Naraku world will even collapse into reality!

Once the real world and the illusory world come into contact, the entire imperial capital of Farol will be destroyed; if things really develop to this point, the demigods will destroy this world in advance, and Ansu and the princess will no longer have the possibility of survival, and there is no guarantee that everything will be safe.

Countless pairs of eyes were staring at the center of the church, gazing at the end of the tunnel. The icy wind blew through the streets, and the dead silence of twilight penetrated into everyone's spine. Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.

The Astral Priests have already set up a monitoring program. They are unable to observe the interior of the out-of-control Naraku world. It's not that they can't do it, but they must not do it, so as not to cause more errors in this already unstable world. The only thing they can do is to update the degree of errors in the world in real time and detect the vital signs of the two saints.

[Ansu Morningstar, dead]

When this line of words appeared, the whole world was silent. The citizens of the imperial capital looked at each other, their eyes were extremely complicated. Although this kid was born, he was still a minor after all. On the side of the saints, there were also sobs and sighs.

Luo Jia stared blankly at the line of words that appeared in front of her. It was just a line of words, but she felt her heart suddenly empty. She was not sad. On the contrary, she felt all the emotions, whether it was sadness, sorrow, or grief. It was as if her whole heart was emptied, as if the waves rolled up and swept away all the words on the beach.

She subconsciously took a step back. She couldn't describe her feelings at the moment.

It's obviously just an ordinary friend, but why?

The little saint lowered her head, biting her thin lips gently, her shoulders trembling slightly. If she had told Ansu earlier, if she had not let Ansu join the Glorious Church, if she had stopped thinking about these things, she raised her head and looked at Miss Enya beside her,

There was no emotion in the maid's eyes. She didn't even cry. She just looked at the Holy See calmly. Her black pupils made people shudder.

Arthur and Lister also did not say anything extra. They followed their father tacitly and silently stood in front of the blockade barrier of the Order Priest. The God of War Annan slowly advanced towards the barrier. The laws of order that even the army could let go of were shattered step by step under the power of the God of War. With every step forward, the cordon moved back one step.

There was a violent conflict between the Royal Knights and Count Carlo's accompanying guards, because the Third Princess was also in the world. If the border barbarians were allowed to cause trouble, the life of Her Majesty the Princess might be endangered.

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【Cersei Milton, deceased】

Countless cries were heard. Tonight was destined to be the darkest night for the seven major churches and the most shameful night for the imperial family.

But when this information appeared, the Royal Knights no longer had any need to continue. Following the order of the demigod, all the Knights, like the border, put pressure on the Church of Order; and the people outside the venue could no longer suppress their anger, they also stepped into the hall and threw stones at the invigilators.

"There's already a commotion outside."

At this moment, in the center of the Vatican, in the Council of Cardinals, the magnificent light covered the mosaic glass on both sides with gold. The long crimson table was laid out with the emblems of the seven gods, such as Glory, Order, etc. There were ten seats in each row. At the end of the long table sat the instigator of this incident, His Majesty Merlin Andre.

His hands were fastened with sacred chains, and his magic power could not function.

This chain is called the 'Chain of God'. Once imprisoned, not even a demigod can break free.

"Are you satisfied now? Merlin Andre?"

The leading demigod of order asked calmly, "Have you achieved your goal?"

"Don't say that. As long as nothing goes wrong in the end, it'll be fine. Fooling the people, bribing newspapers, donating some money to the royal family, and firing a few temporary church workers. Oh, and by the way, I'm actually the Bishop of Chaos, not Merlin Andre."

Merlin, the god of magic, performed a series of smooth moves with ease, and it was obvious that he was quite experienced in dealing with this kind of thing. "Everyone will be very convinced this way."

All the demigods stared at Merlin with dark faces. How did such a shameless person pass the review of the Holy See and be admitted into their system? "Don't be so serious"

Although he was being interrogated, Merlin looked relaxed. "I just want to see more possibilities."

The brightest light was flickering in his pure white pupils - countless rays of light gathered from his pupils, and countless rays of light were refracted from his eyes. The whole world was almost transparent in these eyes.

Merlin had seen what she wanted to see.

Pure white eyes. Although Anzu always teased him that he had cataracts, the rank of these eyes was not ordinary. They were on the same level as the Azure Demon Eyes of the Azure Witch. They were the 'Devil's Eyes' of the Orthodox Church, also known as the Holy Eyes.

The blue devil's eyes can see through the 'river of life' that is the origin of all living things, while Merlin's pure white eyes can see through the root circuits of all magic, skills, and the world.

"Because of the next 'Red Moon Incident',"

Merlin had a relaxed smile on his face, "It's coming soon. The Naraku of our era's glorious era is about to come."

His words were not light, but they caused an uproar throughout the parliament.

All the bishops stood up and looked at Merlin seriously. "Heaven. Has there been any sign in the Heaven you are on duty for?"

"It's not my turn to be in Heaven." Merlin smiled, "My term is about to end. This shouldn't be my job."

"I am a person of this era, and the next era is coming. That person will not be me."

That person can't be me. The bishops looked at each other, and saw complicated expressions in the latter's eyes.

Merlin was referring to Princess Cersei? But she was dead.

On the other side of the council, the astral priests heard urgent voices. They pushed open the door and interrupted the bishops' meeting with anxious faces, "The error has exceeded the critical value!"

At this moment, blood-red symbols of error were brushed out from all the glass of the parliament, covering the dome, and the scarlet color was smeared on the glorious stone walls of the church, like the twilight of dusk, dyeing the faces of all the bishops with a gray color.

There was no time to guess what Merlin, the old thief, meant. Bishop Morgan stood up from his seat. The most urgent task was to immediately destroy this out-of-control world to prevent it from coming to the present world. But Merlin said, "Don't be anxious."

The pupils flashed with the purest white light. Merlin smiled and said with a relaxed look, "We should give the new era some time. Your Majesty Morgan, as a demigod of the new era, we should always maintain a relaxed attitude."

But the next second, the pure white eyes seemed to see something again. Merlin was horrified and stood up directly, full of murderous intent. He was so anxious that he even broke free from the "God's Chain" that even locked the demigod.

"Damn Ansu, how come you stole my exam room too!"

(End of this chapter)