Chapter 353: Ansu, you are alive!

The Black Death refers to the disease that kills all the dark elves?

The believers of the disaster were all confused. How could this thing be different from what was recorded in the literature? "Ha." Madam Smile sneered and looked at the boy in front of her, "You are just bluffing."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly noticed something strange.

It was a slight vibration. At first the sound was so slight that it was almost inaudible, but slowly as time went on, the disturbing vibration became louder and louder, and the dust on the floor also rose and fell. More and more people noticed this inexplicable tremor. They didn't know what was happening, and they looked around but couldn't find the source of the sound.

Everyone had a premonition that something was about to happen.

They all turned their eyes to Ansu.

"Two days ago, with the help of the Deep Sea Demons, I trained a group of apostles from the Chaos Outer City."

"They have been lurking in the shadows of Chaos Walled City and multiplying, becoming the new batch of immigrants to the Walled City. The original inhabitants have long been slaughtered by them."

An Su stood at the end of the courtroom with a smile on his face. The dark blue firelight flickered, illuminating his profile. Facing the judges' suspicious eyes, the young man slowly raised his hand.

"The fallen angel of chaos."

"I dedicate this gift to the great Mother Goddess of Disasters."

When Luo Xiaohei heard the name, bad memories instantly came to his mind. He was so scared that he meowed, hugged his head and huddled on the ground, with his little tail wrapped around his body. Mr. Devil was shocked to see that the fierce tiger of the Church was so scared.

The chaotic citizens watching the ceremony also frowned. For some reason, when they heard the name, they felt a strong sense of despair coming towards them. "You don't know what you mean!" The vampire nobles in the audience scolded, "In less than two days, what kind of disaster can you cultivate? You have to know that Madam Smile's Star Ice has been around for fifty years!"

Madam Smile has been fighting in the field of disasters for decades. How could Ansu defeat her in just a few days?

But the next second, they were speechless.

Because with Ansu's command, the vibration sound reached its maximum at this moment. The entire Tribunal was shaking, and at the end of the city boundary, groups of black clouds were gathering, rolling and stacking into mist, covering the "Tribunal" area of ​​the Holy City.

The chaotic citizens also noticed this strange thing. They looked up at the sky outside the city, looking at the lead-gray sky, their hearts filled with confusion.

Like smoke and fog, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

"Why is it dark?"

“It’s going to rain!”

"No, this is not rain, retreat quickly, retreat quickly!"

What falls are not raindrops, but angels.

Apostle of disaster, fallen angel.

The Black Death is the judgment from God!

"This is..." All the disaster apostles of the Inquisition widened their eyes at this moment. They walked outside the court in disbelief, looking at the creatures falling from the sky, watching these elves dancing towards the rising sun, covering the sky and the sun, and the admiration in their hearts reached an unprecedented level.

Ah, what a floating bath like in sleep, what a dance like a pheasant, what a green fire to avoid the sun, what a dusk like a curtain.

There were no perfect creatures in this world. It was not until the advent of the fallen angels that the believers of Disaster realized that although there were no perfect creatures in the world, there were perfect and precious things.

Just one look at the fallen angel is enough to make the believers of Disaster fall in love with it.

"Fallen Angel of Chaos"

"This child's future is really bleak."

In the audience, there were also eyes flickering faintly, those eyes came from the demigods of the Chaos Parliament. During the trial meeting for the pre-elected members, the demigods on the stairs would often lower their eyes to watch - because they also lacked fun every day.

And today, the Disaster Bishop, who holds the fifth seat in the Parliament, showed interest in Anzu's fallen angel.

The structure of the fallen angel's body, the magic circuit, and the meaning of its life source are all so exquisite and amazing. If God created humans with clay, then when he created mosquitoes, he created mosquitoes with mud.

They had never seen such a black creature, born to be disgusting! For the believers of the Disaster, if they wanted to spread the disaster they developed, the [Disaster Apostle] as a medium was indispensable. They had tried all kinds of life forms, from rats to bats to vicious dogs, but they still hadn't found the perfect [Disaster Apostle].

And today, they finally saw the most perfect and precious item.

This was destined to be a day that would go down in history. When the fallen angel of judgement flapped his wings, the people of Awad were all calling out its name in unison - the dead mosquito.

Was this precious thing created by Ansu? The judges all looked at the young man at the last seat with astonishment, but saw that Ansu was still standing quietly at the end, his expression was still calm and peaceful, the cold wind was blowing his long gray hair, the fallen angel covered the sky behind him, and the black clouds piled on the young man, just like the young man's wings, covering the sky and the sun and obscuring all the brilliance.

[Ansu Milton's approval rating is 13%, 14%.]

[Mrs. Smile’s approval rating is 30%, 29%]

After the arrival of the fallen angel, Ansu's support rate instantly rose in the hearts of the people, while Mrs. Smile's support rate began to decline.

There was a headwind and Mrs. Smile became a little anxious.

"So what?"

Madam Smile launched a "So What" law to offset the anxiety caused by the Fallen Angel, and her support rate among the people no longer fell.

"The Mother Goddess of Disasters is pleased with disasters, not apostles."

The more others admired her, the angrier she became. Since she was a child, Mrs. Smile has been a genius among geniuses. How could she have ever been stepped on like this?

"Ansu Milton, without the disaster, you will always be a human being! You will never become a social outcast! Dream on!"

[Ansu Milton’s approval rating: 18 percent]

"You will always be a noble, handsome, principled, kind and righteous young man. All filth and evil have nothing to do with you."

[Ansu Milton’s approval rating: 17 percent]

Mrs. Smile used all the vocabulary in her mind to trample on Ansu's dignity with countless insulting words. Even Mr. Devil felt that it was a bit too much!

"I have never seen a good person with such noble morals and sentiments as you. You have a noble and kind heart of a brave man. Your character is as bright and dazzling as the sun, and your sentiments are as flawless and pure as the stars. Just standing here is enough to shine in all directions and be admired."

What a powerful attack power.

The expressions of the confused citizens watching the ceremony changed drastically. It was really rare in the world that he cursed so cleanly without using a single swear word.

As expected of a quasi-parliamentarian who excels at debate, this is so scary and confusing!

At the same time, they also admired Ansu's ability to endure.

If they were being pointed at and scolded like this, they would have broken down and dropped their little pearls long ago.

This is the chaotic fight they want to see - at this moment, the audience is all

The adults who brought their children to the ceremony quickly covered their children's ears and whispered, "Bad kids, don't listen to the nice words this big sister says. You'll learn good things if you're not careful!"

"Ansu Milton——"

This kid is just pretending. This is what happens if you mess with this fairy!

At the end of the cursing, Madam Smile even used the supreme forbidden technique of insulting. A joyful and crazy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She pointed at Ansu, slowly opened her big scarlet mouth, and uttered the most terrifying curse words of the Awad Theocracy.

"You're alive!"

The whole place was silent, and everything was startled.

[Ansu Milton's approval rating is 15 percent! ]

This is so offensive, so scary! This is so inappropriate for children! Mr. Devil even planned to cut off the live broadcast. This can be called a broadcast accident. The positive impact of this broadcast on teenagers is immeasurable.

Teenagers are the most susceptible to deception. It is easy for them to learn good things but difficult for them to learn bad things. If this video spreads widely in society, the Chaos Management Bureau will be rectified by the higher authorities, and the entire department will suffer a heavy blow.

After all, if you insult others, you will die. This is the most basic principle of silence in the chaotic world of insults.

But the Smiling Lady trampled on this most basic principle without a care. In the chaotic times, this beautiful blessing was simply the greatest insult to the citizens of Awad. The self-respecting gentlemen would instantly blush and break down when they heard it.

Most people would be anxious to debate with Mrs. Smile with blushing faces, using all kinds of words to try to prove that "my mother died a long time ago, my mother is not alive."

This is how you fall into the "Self-Proof Trap" set by Madam Smile. This trick works every time, and no one can survive it.

This trial by the Seven Gods is not only a judgment by the gods on the people, but also a judgment by the people against the people.

But beyond Mr. Devil's expectations, Ansu did not fall into the self-proving trap set by Mrs. Smile.

The young man still had a smile on his face. Instead of blushing, he listened to all of Madam Smile's insults with a cheerful face. The smile on his lips became brighter and brighter. He even nodded in agreement, accepting all of Madam Smile's insults.

"This young man may not look very old, but he is very cunning!"

"This guy is very shrewd and cunning, and he plans before he acts."

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The Disaster Bishop who was watching this scene admired Ansu even more. If creating the Disaster Apostle showed Ansu's outstanding talent, then enduring this insult without getting angry showed that Ansu was excellent at heart.

In these years of chaos, geniuses have emerged in large numbers, but only a genius with great cunning can become a true chaotic politician.

Even when faced with the top insult of "Are you alive?", politicians can remain calm and not lose their temper. This is the pattern.

A man who can't even defeat "Are you alive" is destined to be unbeatable.

Only by being patient can you reach the end of the ladder of chaos! Experts look at the doorway, while laymen look at the excitement.

The chaotic nobles watching the ceremony also lamented at Ansu's strong psychological quality, but the supporters of the "correct faction" said that Ansu had no shame and was too thick-skinned. Such a shameless man was destined to lose to Sister Smile.

"Isn't this Hong Wen? Is the defense so high?"

"Is Anzu still a man?"

"If you can endure this for even a second, you're a god."

"Last time someone scolded me for being alive, I dug my () () out of the grave and showed it to him on the spot!"

"This just proves how scary Anzu is."

"It's just a weakling. What's so scary about that?"

In any case, after a brief decline, Ansu's poll ratings have stabilized at 15 percent.

No matter how eloquently Mrs. Smile used insulting words, his approval rating did not drop any further. Seeing that there was no result, Mrs. Smile became more and more anxious in scolding, while Ansu became happier the more he was scolded.

The more he looked at Madam Smile, the more he liked her. Although she looked a little radical, she was very honest. An Su admired honesty the most. In this world, none of the people An Su met were honest.

But in the eyes of Mrs. Smile, An Su's admiring look was a naked provocation.

She was so angry that her face turned red, sweat streamed down her forehead, her shoulders trembled, and her skin was steamed black and purple by her body temperature, with pink tinged in the purple. Her resurrection vocabulary was centered on Ansu's parents and the family tree was the radius, covering Ansu's ancestors for eighteen generations.

Since you came back to life, eighteen generations of the Ansu family have been resurrected by Madam Smile.

"Don't be impatient." Seeing that Mrs. Smile's speech was getting faster and faster, An Su kindly reminded her, "Speak slowly."

The boy's eyes were sincere, without a trace of sarcasm, and full of kindness.

He really hoped that Mrs. Smile would speak slower. After all, she spoke too fast and he could hardly hear clearly. He was worried that he would miss some good words or sentences.

An Su even planned to find a notebook to write it down, and ask the maid to read a passage to him every morning when he got home, so that he could be in a good mood early in the morning.

Say more, I love to listen.

An Su meant well, but to Mrs. Smile's ears, it sounded blatantly sarcastic!

"Don't be impatient." Madam Smile was about to be furious. She had never seen a young man with such a high level of defense. At the same time, due to Anzu's strong defense, the latter's support rate not only did not decline, but instead showed a trend of growing again.

Instead, his own approval rating fell below thirty.

"No matter how calm you are, the Mother Goddess of Disaster will not favor you." Madam Smile gave up the fight with Yu Ansu and directly attacked the latter's weakest point. "Without the disaster, you can't light the candle of disaster. You will definitely lose this trial."

"You can't beat me."

Fallen angels alone are nothing more than that.

As for the "Black Death" mentioned by Ansu, Mrs. Smile just thought that the latter was exaggerating.

"lady."

Seeing that Mrs. Smile had stopped insulting him, An Su shook his head with a lingering look.

"Dear noble gentlemen."

"Have you ever sucked blood in Chaos City?" he asked calmly, "Do you know how much blood a Jianmin has?"

Mrs. Smile was stunned, "No, what's wrong?"

"Five kilograms of blood. That's not enough to hold even a fallen angel!"

Those dark blue eyes stared at all the judges present. Ever since the river of life spread deep into his soul, An Su's gaze began to carry the pressure of origin. Most of the people present did not dare to look the boy in the eye.

When he said this, there was a holy light in his eyes.

What did Ansu mean by this? Was it a criticism of the vampire nobles, an accusation of the upper class's inhumane oppression of the people? Or was it some kind of humanitarian proposition or law? "So?" Mr. Devil looked at Ansu uncertainly.

"So in order to suck everyone's blood, I prepared a million fallen angels."

Are you him?

Mr. Devil's face was full of black lines.

Anzu waved his hand, and the fallen angels lurking in the chaotic outer city no longer held back, and all came out in droves. The dark clouds outside were no longer dark clouds, but a storm that deserved the name! Falling towards the dark supporters of the correct faction! They were bitten, and their faces changed drastically in an instant.

They fell to their knees, their bodies convulsing violently, their pupils trembling like crazy, and they kept muttering, "Give me a swirl, give me a swirl."

“This is the Black Death that swept Awadh.”

【Holy Water Virus】

[Legendary Low Level]

[Effect: The blasphemous holy light and blasphemous holy water are blended together. Once it enters the blood of dark creatures, it will cause itching all over the body, extreme fear and rejection of all ordinary liquids, and extreme thirst for the holy water blessed by the divine.]

In Awadri, the only place that can produce holy water is the revamped cake shop of Lorga Fast. This is a monopoly.

This is the reason why we say we must get rich first and then train our troops!

[Ansu Morningstar, you have strongly attracted the attention of the Mother Goddess of Disaster! ]

(End of this chapter)