Chapter 389 To My Dear Maid
Tianguo encountered Mr. Merlin by chance. His toes cast a spell as powerful as a monster. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't defeat him.
Ansu's face darkened.
He suddenly remembered that Merlin was also popular among girls when he was a child, but he was forced by his teacher to cast spells with his toes, under the euphemism of training under the pretext of "the art has no fixed form, everything is subject to the law", and he ended up spending a hundred years in Chu Nan's life.
I was about to reach the maximum level and just started to recharge my new account, but it was ruined just like that.
This bitter and bitter memory of youth also became the inspiration for Merlin Andre to design the "Mother of Toes" later.
He looked at the last bishop with a look of awe in his eyes.
There are countless anecdotes about Merlin's childhood:
When he was in school, the school gate could not be opened from the other side. When he was drinking in class, he was interrupted by the teacher's teleportation. When he made a mistake, he was hit on the palm of his hand by the teacher with a fast or slow knife. There were cursed creatures in the school toilet pits, and the cafeteria was full of shrimps and crabs the size of small houses. These beautiful memories shaped Merlin's twisted personality and became an old man. And the initiator of all this, without a doubt, was the mysterious man with a warm smile in front of him.
The last Bishop of Chaos, the first ruler of the Kingdom of Heaven, the source of all births, small births, old births, and——
Lao Lao is born! "Ansu Morningstar."
"I won't kill you."
"I have made an agreement with my future disciples that whoever appears before me will be the third ruler of the Kingdom of Heaven."
"You defeated that little girl, so it's you."
Lao Lao Shengsheng stretched out his body and relaxed freely, still with that gentle tone, which formed a strong contrast with the corpses of demigods all over the ground. "Today is the last day of the Chaos Era. Don't make me work overtime at the end of the year."
"And I'm already dead. This era has already ended. I know it when I see you coming here."
“When I saw you, I knew everything about the Hereafter.”
Those pure white eyes reflected everything in sight. He tilted his head and said seriously: "Now I am just a projection left behind by Naraku."
Ansu stared at the last bishop and sighed again.
As expected of the teacher of the God of Law, as expected of the person with pure white eyes. Just by looking at himself, he could directly see the falsity of the world of Naraku, and instantly understood that he was just a projection of history remaining in the world. This was infinitely close to the gods in the starry sky.
The last person who did something similar was the Blue Witch.
With her Azure Demon Eyes, she also saw through the falsehood of the examination room. Although the results were similar, there was an insurmountable gap between the two. The world that the Azure Witch saw through was just a man-made world of Naraku, a false truth created by mortals to simulate the real Naraku.
What the last bishop saw through was the real world of Naraku.
That is the product of God.
This is a miracle that no living being has ever accomplished in tens of thousands of years of history.
While being shocked at Lao Lao's birth rank, An Su also felt a sense of disharmony in his heart. He suddenly remembered one thing. The Blue Witch realized that she was fake, so she created a "bug" in the artificial world, and eventually the entire artificial world was swallowed up by the "error".
After the error, the false Naraku created by Merlin was taken away by Anzu and became his personal first-order world 'Morning Star'.
Then, can the real Naraku created by the gods also be taken away by mortals in the same way?
Naraku is a projection of the present world, and gods are the embodiment of fate. If Naraku can be taken away, gods will also be usurped, and then the present world will be freed from the shackles of fate.
An Su's pupils trembled slightly, and more and more guesses emerged in his mind. Before he had time to sort out these thoughts, he felt a sense of disobedience from the depths of his soul. He raised his eyes and looked at the sky in the distance. The pale sky suddenly cracked.
Crimson cracks -
The cracks were filled with two words: [error].
[Gloriousness: 99%]
[Error degree: 1%]
The glorious era has not yet arrived, but the wrong era has arrived.
"Ansu Morningstar." Lao Laosheng said calmly in his ear, "I know you have a lot of questions in your mind."
Anzu turned around and stared into those pure white eyes.
"This is a plan that spans 30,000 years."
"[Heavenly Kingdom Project]"
Lao Lao Shengsheng nodded, "And the ultimate goal of the plan is to let 'you' in 30,000 years carry all the wrong information to me and reach the end of the Ladder of Destiny, the [Gate of Heaven]."
"The fate of all ages and all living beings is fixed and runs coldly like a machine. You should already know this."
[Error degree: 10%]
Ansu noticed that the crack in the sky was getting bigger and bigger, and the crimson glow invaded everything he could see. The word "error" had been deeply engraved in the root of the world. Both time and space were slowly breaking apart at this moment.
This Naraku world is heading in the wrong direction.
The old man looked at Anzu and smiled, "Just like I became the Bishop of Chaos in the original world line, but no matter how hard I tried, even if I launched a coup and killed all the insect councilors who enslaved the people, I could not save the Chaos Theocracy. The glorious era will always come."
"And my disciples in later generations will not be able to save the glorious era that he loves. No matter how hard they try, the chaotic era will return."
"This is fate, a destined fate that cannot be changed."
“A game that goes on and on forever.”
"And what we faceless people have to do——"
The last bishop stared at Ansu. The glow on his face became more and more bizarre, and his pure white pupils burned calmly and fiercely. Ansu felt the madness, chaotic madness, glorious madness, madness that transcended time by 30,000 years, but that madness was so calm, and yet so fierce:
"It is to follow the [destiny] set by the gods, and then usurp the [destiny] created by the gods."
He looked at Ansu:
"My useless disciple in the future took the initiative to lead the Kingdom of Heaven to fall, just to make you young people in the future appear in front of me, on the day when I was crowned as the Councillor of Chaos."
"I, who had become a projection of Naraku, read the falsehood of this world, and thus made the mistake of usurping this world. This made me the real 'mistake'."
An Su's eyes moved, and he gradually understood this so-called heaven plan.
Using mistakes to seize the world, his first-order world 'Morning Star' is the best experimental proof or experiment. The wrong world will not cycle back and forth, but will continue to move forward.
The last bishop's next words made An Su raise his eyebrows again.
"But our plan failed. Or rather, we saw through these eyes that the first attempt failed." Lao Lao Shengsheng calmly recounted his failure, "It failed in the end."
"The one who causes the error must also be the one who makes the error."
"To escape the fate of the times, a being must first escape its own fate."
"And the first time you tried, it was not you who came before me. You were already dead by then. It was the girl named Cersei Milton. She was the third heir to the Kingdom of Heaven chosen by Merlin."
"The mistakes she made cannot allow me to see the future, nor can they make mistakes in this world, nor can they seize the second fragment of the chaotic era.
“Ultimately, Awadh can only be stereotyped as a church world.”
"The church world is the world of righteous gods, but there is no distinction between righteous gods and evil gods. Whether it is the border world, the esoteric world, or the church world, it is still the world of gods."
"Most of the imperial capital was destroyed, but it was finally saved. Even so, the destined chaotic fate could not be stopped. If we miss the last chance, we can never recover."
"Naraku's world-destruction program has been activated."
"Ten years after the 'Fall of the Imperial Capital', the Border has fallen."
"The third and final fragment of Chaos fell from the border, and then the entire Glorious Age was destroyed."
"After the glory comes chaos, after the chaos comes glory again, the same fate repeats itself forever."
"This is [Naraku], a game of gods."
Ansu's expression became more and more solemn. The first part of what the last bishop said at this moment was clearly the entire plot of the original world line! The special copy ten years later was also the final copy, and its name was -
[Falling from the Abyss]! (See Chapter 5, Chapter 136, Chapter 166) Even the border god of war, Grand Duke Annan, who was no less powerful than the god of law Merlin, died in the chaotic fall after three days of bloody battle.
The entire border family, the three families of Sun, Moon and Star, all mobilized their people to fight to the death and annihilate the entire clan! Only by doing so could they gain three days for the people to evacuate.
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"The last piece of chaos." An Su was silent for a long time. He raised his dark blue eyes and looked at the last bishop. His thin lips moved, "What is it?"
Even he didn't know what had fallen from the abyss. The first and weakest Chaos Fragment, the City of Free Glory - the border of the Chaos Theocracy.
The second piece of chaos fragment is Avad, the capital of the Chaos Theocracy.
"And what about the third Chaos Fragment?"
Why did the third fragment fall from the border? Why was it the border? Why was it the border? "You should be able to guess it, Ansumoningsta. Because you have seen Him."
"Chaos and glory are opposites. The border of chaos is the capital of glory, and the border of glory is also the capital of chaos. It is the place where all destinies are intertwined and the end point of all ladders."
The sticky blood exuded a smell of corruption, and the stairs were stained with blasphemous distortions. From the end of the stairs, the sacred door emitted a sacred light, but the light was so distorted and chaotic.
"It's where you are standing now. Behind this door."
"Falor's [Heaven] will be usurped by the Chaos Cult. This is an unchangeable fate, a destined destiny."
The last bishop stared at Ansu for a while, then he said calmly: "Awad's [Heaven] will fall from the glorious border in 30,000 years."
"After the Kingdom of Heaven falls again from here in the Age of Chaos, Awad will be revived from here, and the Age of Chaos will be revived."
“This is the final truth of Heaven’s Gate.”
"The last fragment of all times is the [Heaven] of each era!"
Ansu finally understood why the geographical locations of the two eras were completely opposite, because the place where the kingdom of heaven fell was the capital of each era! "Ansu Morning Tower."
The last bishop looked at Ansu and said, "The glorious bishop is only guarding the heaven of Falor, just the glorious heaven."
"And your fathers, the families and border guards who have been on the border for generations, have been confronting the chaotic kingdom of heaven for the past 30,000 years. When the glory is lost, your fathers will face the gods directly."
"Perhaps they are the ones who can be called 'guardians of heaven'."
The last bishop shook his head slowly. "In short, we failed in our first attempt. We have failed in countless cycles of Naraku. Only creatures who are wrong themselves can guide the mistakes of the times. Only those who break free from the fate of this life can break free from the fate of the times."
"Just at this moment, Ansu Morningstar, you appeared."
"This is really interesting."
He stared at Ansu, his pure white eyes reflecting the latter's face. In a long silence, He slowly said,
"You who shouldn't be alive, you who should have died long ago in your original destiny, you who were destined to die in that sacrifice, yet you appeared in a place beyond your destiny."
"As the 'Son of the Cursed', you walked out of the border where you were, to the Imperial City, to the Kingdom of Heaven, and expelled Cersei Milton, who was [destined] to become the third ruler, and walked to the front of the Stairway of Destiny."
[Error degree: 20%]
Densely packed crimson fonts covered Awad. The last bishop, draped in a robe, stood among corpses and blood. His smile was still calm, but that calmness suppressed chaos, a chaos that spanned 30,000 years.
【Error degree: 30%】
"You have broken free from your destined fate. You are the error itself, a variable outside of fate. Only by seeing the true error can I become an error, others become errors, and the entire era become an error."
"One mistake leads to another, and more and more mistakes, like a chain reaction."
"The fate of an individual will eventually determine the fate of the times."
"In that exam, my disciple also tested you. After seeing you and smelling you, the False Blue Witch realized the falsehood of this world and became a mistake. And you successfully took away the world from the God of Law with a 'mistake'."
"No one can defeat the fate, no one can escape the fate."
"Countless attempts, countless rescues, countless failures. The Heavenly Kingdom Plan that spanned 30,000 years has finally become possible."
"This is a miracle that even we cannot achieve."
The pure white pupils reflected Ansu's face. The last bishop looked at Ansu. He seemed to have guessed it. He just smiled and asked, "How did you do it?"
Ansu was stunned.
He remembered the fleeting autumn rain, the swaying dim shadows of the parasol trees, the dark altar in the orange sky, and that it had rained more than once. He remembered the countless attempts, the countless rescues, the countless failures, the touch of the warm autumn rain kissing his lips, and the words that fell by his ears.
'My dear Master Morningstar'
'My dear Master Morningstar'
'My dear Master Morningstar'
The sky was covered with crimson mistakes, and blood-red ripples were rolling over Awad. And that fleeting autumn rain had never existed, and yet existed forever.
Error, error, error!
That gentle autumn rain achieved a miracle that two generations in power had failed to achieve.
An Su seemed to see that autumn rain again, falling softly and silently from the shadow that no one knew, from the shadow of the young man.
[Error level: 40 percent]
"It wasn't me who triumphed over fate. It wasn't me."
After a while, An Su whispered in his heart and lowered his navy blue eyes.
——"It's my dear maid."
(End of this chapter)