Chapter 384 "Do you need me to kill her?"
[Divine Domain Magic]
【Divine Right Granted】
[Effect 1: All the lands illuminated by the light are the king's lands. The areas covered by the golden kite's light will be regarded as the caster's 'Golden Kite Dynasty']
[Effect 2: Expel all beliefs in the dynasty. The damage inflicted by the Golden Kite Dynasty on the king can be converted into "Kingdom Disaster" by consuming magic power, and it will be equally applied to the citizens of the Golden Kite Dynasty.]
[The glory is dead, but the kingdom lives on]
Cersei Milton's never-before-seen sacred magic finally reveals its true form. Divine Right - the granting of divine power by the monarch, the very name is a true blasphemy, and its effect is a rebellion against all faiths and all gods.
No wonder she never shows it to anyone. Even when she was forced into a desperate situation during the last assessment, Cersei never used this magic.
After using the magic eyes of the Morning Star Saint to investigate, An Su frowned.
As we all know, all sacred-level concepts are of extremely high standards, touching the level of laws.
In a word, it's just hanging.
Whether it's Anzu's own [Glorious Judgment], Miss Bones' [Blue Demon Eyes], or the [Second Amendment] of the Council of Chaos, they have all reached the pinnacle of a certain field.
As for Princess Cersei's [Divine Right], judging from the description alone, its Sima and underworld levels are not inferior to the perpetual motion machine of the Blue Witch.
This effect can be explained in a simple and easy-to-understand way:
Whenever you take a certain amount of damage, you can discard a point of mana to transfer the source of damage to all targets on the field except yourself.
An Su suddenly felt a gust of cold wind.
Can I discard a little magic and transfer the damage to the whole family of the planner?
The only thing he didn't understand was what the so-called "kingdom disaster" meant.
The azure and pure white glow originally divided the sky into two blocks, occupying the two sides of the sky of Arvad respectively, eroding and engulfing each other. But with the promulgation of Cersei's divine right, the whole of Arvad was shrouded in the brilliant light of the golden kite. All the blocks, alleys, and towers were bathed in orange hues. All the citizens of Arvad raised their heads, gazing at the night sky that was like a golden dusk with fear and excitement.
[Gloriousness: 36%]
【Dawn: 15 minutes】
Although the 'divine right granted by the emperor' is such a Sima, Ansu has rich Sima experience.
He made a calm judgment: any magic has weaknesses, even Cersei's seemingly invincible magic can be broken.
That is the 'injury limit' of the Golden Kite Dynasty.
As long as the infused damage exceeds the upper limit of magic that Cersei can transfer, the dynasty will collapse; and Anzu has another advantage, that is, Cersei's magic circuits have old injuries in order to sneak to this self-fallen realm.
Although Cersei has the magical power of a demigod, her magical circuits are only at the level of a saint and she cannot bear it.
In short, injuring is the solution.
No skills, no magic required, just pure output!
When facing mechanical monsters, you can only conquer them with pure and simple numbers!
With this in mind, An Su no longer hesitated. He asked Miss Luojia to increase the output of holy light and let it all flow into the body of the Morning Star Saint.
He gave orders from his soul again, and all the fallen angels lurking under the holy city swirled out. Countless fallen angels formed densely packed mountains. In an instant, half of the fallen angels turned into blood mist.
The deep black magic power accumulated in his body gathered towards the courtyard like an overwhelming force.
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On one side was the pure white holy light of the Saint, and on the other side was the filthy and disastrous blasphemy of the fallen angel. The dark and dark torrents of magic power were all merged into the body of the Morning Star Saint by Ansu. Her strange yet sacred aura overflowed, and the blue and green eyes suddenly shone to their maximum.
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The Saint of Morning Star was originally a witch of life, and her evil eyes naturally contained the curse of life.
Under the infusion of the two levels of magic, with the place where the bones stood as the center, all life force was completely deprived, the sea of golden irises instantly withered and dissipated into ashes, the glorious nodules dissipated and kept retreating, the blue magic eye directly sacrificed everything it saw, and the final curse was directed at Cersei Milton standing above the courtyard.
In the last assessment, Anzu used the blue eye to sacrifice Cersei.
But this time, he couldn't do it.
Cersei opened her golden pupils and smiled, staring at everything in front of her calmly yet madly.
"Rebellion against the gods."
The curse of the blue eye hovered before Princess Cersei.
Curse is also the damage caused by rebellion and blasphemy, and the damage can be converted into "disaster" by consuming magic power, affecting all citizens of the Golden Kite Dynasty.
And An Su also understood what the so-called disaster was.
——Natural disasters.
Ansu saw the mountains and forests bursting into flames, and the red sea of fire made the sky look blood red. The first thing that swept through the holy city was the scorching hot wind, which covered any building it touched, whether it was rubble, window sills, or walls, and was smeared with tiny sparks. After the hot wind blew past, the mountain fire came, and in an instant, it infected one-third of Awad's blocks! [Awad's Glory Level: 37%]
【Dawn: 13 minutes】
Suddenly, a fire broke out and the whole of Awadh was in chaos.
“The fire hydrant won’t open!”
"There's no water in it!"
"It's okay, there seems to be water in the oil tank over there, which can be connected to the fire hydrant!"
"You are a genius!"
Firefighters with extensive experience in firefighting were dispatched immediately. When they found that their own fire hydrant could not be opened, they hurried to the nearby gas station to pick up oil tankers and poured tar into the fire.
After their hard work, the fire was finally put out.
In order to watch this unprecedented witch tea party, all the citizens gathered in a densely populated area. None of them could have expected that the fire would break out when they were just there to watch the show!
This is a true doomsday scene.
Looking at the gradually burning city, the chaotic people were panic, uneasy, terrified, and crazy with excitement. Their eyes trembled as they looked at the golden kite sky, revealing their fanatical emotions.
More and more people died, and the death of chaos was the rise of glory, but this was not the glory of the gods, but the glory given by the kingship! If the demigods of the Chaos Council still did not take action, the entire holy city would be burned down.
The raging wildfire also attacked Ansu. Miss Luojia opened a blessing barrier in front of Ansu, and the flowing fire poured out along the holy light patterns. Luojia looked back at Ansu, and she blinked her silver eyes to indicate that there was a bunker.
Anzu frowned, Cersei was using his accumulated power to slaughter everyone regardless of age or strength.
Thinking of this, he stopped outputting magic power and stopped attacking Cersei Milton, and the wildfire stopped flowing.
But the next second, An Su's eyebrows raised slightly, and he finally showed a surprised expression.
To everyone's surprise, even time seemed to have stopped at this moment——
Anzu stopped attacking Cersei, but Princess Cersei raised her hand, a crazy smile on the corner of her mouth, and wiped it towards her throat. No blood splashed, but a raging sea of fire splashed.
Self-stab!
This is a self-saber! The damage caused by oneself is also within the scope of judgment granted by the Divine Authority, and can also be transferred into a disaster! [Glorious Degree: 53%]
Once the level of glory reaches its limit, the glorious Naraku will fall, and the entire chaotic era will be destroyed by Cersei first, and that will be his defeat.
This is Cersei Milton's conspiracy.
Anzu knew the weakness of the Divine Right, and Cersei knew it too.
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If you want to break up this dynasty, you must inflict harm on Cersei - if you don't kill Cersei, you will be killed by Cersei.
The bet was on who would be the first to have their oil lamp run out and turn into ashes, and who would stand on the last step of the ladder of destiny! More and more citizens were reduced to wreckage, and more and more skeletons turned into sparks and ashes. All the Naraku believers were looking at this place, looking at the golden iris-colored royal power and glory, feeling the gazes of the terrified, uneasy, hateful and disgusted beings. Princess Cersei looked at the burning secret kingdom because of her, revealing the craziest smile of her life.
[Gloriousness: 54%]
【Dawn: 5 minutes】
Let the whole world burn, whether it is esoteric Buddhism or orthodox Buddhism, let the whole world be engulfed in this fire!
Burn all the sacredness, all the faith, all the old and boring dogmas to ashes! From that day on, when Cersei followed in the footsteps of that person, climbed to the tenth floor of the Magic Guild, and glimpsed the world outside the gate of heaven -
Princess Cersei understood the truth about the so-called gods and understood the essence of faith.
Every fall, every rise and fall of civilization, every massacre and birth, all reincarnations, are just the arrogant games of gods; there has never been anything noble, nothing sacred, and nothing so-called glory!
No chastity, no healing, no alchemy, no forest, no order, no stars, no light! Only fear!
Even faith itself only originates from the fear of disaster among living beings.
Fear of the sky, fear of the earth, fear of strong winds and rainstorms, fear of landslides, fear of the unknown, fear of death. In order to seek comfort, they began to believe in God and believe in the unknown existence above the stars, and thus the initial primitive faith came into being.
Faith is the anchor that maintains the present world and the starry sky, and the fourteen beings outside the starry sky have descended. The so-called sacred divine power is just a fake thing based on tyranny and fear.
This is Farol, this is the truth of the glorious era, the Milton royal family is just a puppet crawling under the divine power. Their proud Golden Kite family, the gorgeous and sacred Golden Kite flower - this honorary name bestowed by the gods, this flower bestowed by the gods, is just a proof of being a useful servant.
The first son of the Golden Kite, who was praised by later generations and the ancestor Milton who founded the Glorious Kingdom, was just a slave chosen by the gods.
Cersei Milton felt sad and even hated such a bloodline that had lasted for tens of thousands of years.
This is not the true glory, and it is definitely not the glory that Cersei pursues, so she slaughtered all the royal family of Farorfeng.
Therefore, the magic she created is the one that can control disasters.
It should not be God who guides people, but people who guide people. It should not be the sky that kills people, it should not be the earth that kills people, but people who kill people! It should not be God who gives people rights, but people who give God rights.
And that person was the king of the Golden Kite Dynasty.
The arrogant game of the gods should be over. Even if it is a game, it should be a game for humans!
If belief in gods comes from fear, then let everyone be afraid of Cersei alone!
It was enough for her, Cersei, to do the killing.
No longer fearing God, but fearing people, this is the only way Cersei Milton can imagine to end the endless nirvana.
It is also the morbid, absolute justice that she pursues.
That's why she went back to 30,000 years ago. At the end of the chaotic era, she will start the real glorious era!
Just to prove that the Long Stairs of Destiny she believed in was the right path.
"Theocracy—"
Princess Cersei smiled crazily, her magic circuits were shattered, both her soul and body were trembling slightly from the inside out, and her roots were also burning, along with the burning holy city and the citizens who were constantly turning to ashes!
[Gloriousness: 60%! ]
Under Anzu's constant infusion of damage, Princess Cersei, who already had old injuries, could no longer support such a huge transformation of disasters. She still had some magic power to spare, but the magic circuits could no longer support the transportation of magic power.
Despite this, she still did not abandon her own domain. She was still above the golden kite's sea of flowers, smiling crazily yet calmly. She raised her hand, as if holding the power of the entire world, and she also issued her orders to the world.
"Jun Shu!"
[Gloriousness: 68%]
The long dawn finally broke, the blood-red sky slowly cleared of clouds, and the orange-yellow sunlight gently sprinkled down. In the dawn, Awad was burning, burning to the end, burning until dawn.
"Miss Luojia, go and have a rest."
Amidst the devastation and the sea of fire, Ansu gently patted Miss Lorgar, whose face turned a little pale due to overdrawing her magic power. He raised his head calmly and looked at the Witch Courtyard that had turned into ruins, and at the Witch Cersei standing on the ruins.
[70% Brilliance]
He had a calm expression.
An Su felt the gaze from deep in the shadows, felt the amber-like ink-black eyes, felt the strange yet familiar footsteps, like the smell of the first autumn rain, a slightly cold, slightly swaying rainy night, with soft and fragmented footsteps, gently swaying in his shadow.
No one can hear the sound of the autumn rain, but An Su can hear it. The autumn rain falls and hits the parasol trees and the eaves. From the bottom of Ansu's heart, a faint echo resounds. There is no emotion, just a cold echo.
Do you need me to kill her?
The autumn rain seemed to be speaking.
Ansu listened to Qiu Yu's voice. He looked at the top of the Golden Kite Empire. This was the struggle between him and Cersei Milton, and it was time for them to end it themselves.
The warm white dawn has arrived, but the lonely morning star in the sky has not been driven out by the glory and still emits that faint light.
Day finally dawned, the previous day passed, and the last day of the chaotic era arrived.
Under the shining of the morning star, Anzu picked up his fallen crown again——
[Reversed Pope]
(End of this chapter)