Chapter 92 Epic Blessing

Ansu and Luojia went up to the second floor, pushed open the heavy door, and looked down from the terrace, where they could see the dense crowd.

The honors bestowed by the Astral Church are different from those bestowed in the secular sense.

The shaper of the Naraku world has the right to explore the fragments of this world for one year, and has the responsibility and obligation to build a new church in this world. In a sense, he is a temporarily hired regional bishop.

Although there were no believers, no churches, no resources, and everything had to be built from scratch - it was a glorious right after all, so there was an awarding ceremony.

This kind of bishop is different from the real bishop, and is collectively called the "Naraku Bishop".

The grade is actually not high.

Still can’t catch up with the priests in the real world.

The bishop of the real world can even concurrently serve as the bishop of Naraku in more than a dozen fragment worlds.

However, it is quite shocking that a quasi-saint who has not yet officially joined the Holy See can become the Bishop of Naraku.

Luojia poured the water from the holy grail on Ansu's head, and then placed the holy sword symbolizing glory on Ansu's shoulder. He knocked it three times in a row, stood on tiptoes, and put the holy mark on the boy's left chest.

The people's cheers became louder and louder.

"Okay, let's go outside," Luo Jia said.

Ansu went to the terrace.

In addition to the onlookers, there were also many reporters. As soon as Ansu appeared, the flashes of the magic cameras were directed at him.

For ordinary people, it is not surprising to completely clear a second-level world fragment. What is new is that the person who cleared it is actually under the age of fifteen.

And he's very handsome.

This is a great selling point.

"He's out! He's out!"

"Mr. Ansu, what do you think of this victory?"

"How do you feel now?"

Everyone was staring at Ansu on the terrace eagerly, with a beaming smile on everyone's face; Luojia stood side by side with Ansu, and although she still had a smile on her face, she looked at Ansu with some worry.

After all, such large occasions are still difficult to deal with.

According to the next plan, Ansu will give an inaugural speech, and finally receive the blessing of God.

As a saint, this kind of scene is her biggest headache; An Su is in the imperial capital for the first time, so he won't be nervous, right? He once told Luo Jia that he was born to be introverted . Luo Jia looked at An Su's profile, but saw a faint smile on his lips.

An Su smiled very subtly, and it just flashed across the corners of his mouth. If Luo Jia hadn't observed carefully, he wouldn't have noticed it at all.

After spending a month with this guy in the border city, she understood his physiological habits better. Every time he smiled like this, he would cause trouble.

"Victory?"

“Did we really win?”

Ansu's voice was low and full of compassion.

As soon as An Su spoke, the whole scene fell silent for a moment.

You are going to do something bad again. Father Passi stared at this guy from below and felt his face twitching slightly.

"One hundred and twenty-one saints. In this war, I lost a total of one hundred and twenty-one brothers, brothers who were as close as brothers to me."

There was sadness in An Su's eyes, and every word he said was so sincere and heartfelt.

"If it were a real battlefield, my dear brothers would all die. I cannot call it a victory."

What brothers are like birds, beasts, and pigs? Above the starry sky, the celestial messenger stared at this guy's abstract speech: You have cooked your brother into a dish and served it on the Mother Goddess's table.

"They suffered from serious sequelae. Some cried bitterly, some shouted their parents' names, and some even crawled out of the Vatican, with their honor gradually slipping away under their crotch," Ansu said in a low voice.

Shut up! I managed to suppress it with great difficulty! Father Persi wanted to cut off Ansu's magic microphone.

"Alice, Shana, and Rosen." Ansu read out the names one after another as if the King of Hell was calling out names. Every saint who was called out by Ansu felt terribly ashamed.

Is this guy a demon? Reporters wrote down the names in their notebooks. Well, let’s just write that all these guys wet their pants and cried for their moms.

"I will never forget their sacrifice,"

An Su said with a heavy face, "But I cannot tolerate that all these sacrifices only resulted in such an outcome. This is far from being a victory."

An Su was very dissatisfied that he did not get much reward for offering so many saints.

“I will keep going,”

An Su's tone gradually became more confident. He waved his arms, his body movements full of power. "Have you ever known how many life points a Saint's life is worth in the Mother Goddess of Life?"

"Three life points."

This is the knowledge in the holy teaching textbooks, but ordinary people have never been exposed to this knowledge. However, after hearing these cold numbers, many people were at a loss.

shocking.

This layer of window paper was rudely broken by An Su, and the people were shocked.

There are so many of them. No wonder the cult wants to hunt down the Orthodox Christians, many people thought to themselves.

There are so few. No wonder the esoteric sect is doing so poorly, An Su thought to himself.

"You may say, Mr. Morning Star, I need a goddess' blessing. Yes, you are right. Blessing is really important. But I want to tell you. There is something more important than life in this world. That is freedom! That is dignity!"

The saints must practice well so that they can offer their value. It is too shameful to have only three life points!

No dignity at all.

"As long as the flag of the Pain Cult is still flying in the Naraku world, our dignity will not exist! As long as those Chaos Cultists and Life Cultists are rampant in our land, our dignity will not exist!"

The esoteric believers can offer a price, and Anzu wants to sacrifice all the esoteric believers in Naraku.

"What we need is not just a goddess' blessing! But a glorious future! A world of order!"

Ansu wants not only the blessing of the goddess, but also the blessing of the mother goddess.

“It was not achieved through begging and protesting, but through iron and blood!”

Ansu's words seemed to have magical power, with inspiring passion, one sentence after another of ups and downs of emphasis, one sentence after another of shouting that penetrated deep into the bones, all of which penetrated deeply into the minds of ordinary believers.

The infectious force gradually spread among the crowd.

"We will explore, explore unknown territories, explore uninhabited areas, and explore the vast world."

"I, Ansu Morningstar, become the Bishop of Naraku in Saidian Town."

"I hope you guys can go with me,"

"My fellow countrymen,"

The previous long paragraph is all foreshadowing, and the last sentence is Ansu’s ultimate goal.

After the world is finalized, even ordinary believers can enter the world fragments.

But the fragments of the world are far away from reality after all, and not many people are willing to go there.

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The church in Saidian Town is being built and they are in need of cattle and horses!

There is an even greater lack of believers to preach.

He wants to trick people into coming in.

You work not for Ansu, but for a bright future! Of course, Ansu will still double the wages, after all, the last thing he lacks is money.

The people were looking at Ansu on the stage. They saw the brilliant starlight shining on Ansu, making the young man look so sacred.

Many young people became excited. An Su's words were so contagious that they all started to shout, "Morning Star! Morning Star! Morning Star!"

"We don't fight for sacrifice, we fight for glory! We are not machines, not cattle or horses, we are human beings! We are God's people who have never surrendered!"

Ansu was talking nonsense the whole time. He gently placed his left hand on his chest, made a cross with his right index finger, and stretched his palm outward with an open hand - this was the blessing ceremony of the Most Glorious Church.

"My compatriots, long live the glory!"

Infected by this, the believers who came to watch the ceremony started to shout along.

"Long live the glory!"

"Long live the glory!"

Looking at Ansu who was speaking passionately beside him, Luo Jia silently held his forehead with his hand.

What about being introverted?

After the speech, it was the blessing of God.

Ansu took a step forward, maintaining the posture of holy light. The stellar priests also activated the terminal to communicate with the gods, and the sacred sight was focused here.

Lister and Arthur followed behind.

One second, two seconds, a full half minute of waiting.

Why is there a delay this time? The Astral Priest was very confused. Is he lost? Finally, after more than ten seconds, the blessing finally came.

Because of the double full marks, Ansu received the epic blessing of the Goddess of Light, while Lister and Arthur directly obtained faith points and ordinary blessings.

The magic bestowed is unique, also known as epic magic.

They are all designed based on performance in the Naraku world and automatically adapt to the personality of the blessed person.

Rather than saying it was a gift from the goddess, it would be more accurate to say that it was created by Anzu himself.

The blessing of the glorious goddess is: [Holy Light Praise]

【Holy Light Salute】

【Blessing Field Magic】

[The only magic (epic magic)]

[Consume 3 mana points (originally 3, epic magic, not affected by the negative effects of Cursed Child)]

[Effect: For every death of a cultist within the area, the magic value is restored by 5 points, lasting for ten minutes]

[Note: Mr. Ansu Morningstar is a devout believer in Holy Light. After years of research, he found that Holy Light is divided into many types, among which Killing Light is a rare branch of Holy Light.]

I feel like this thing can be paired with [Life Tribute] to become a sacrificial perpetual motion machine, Ansu thought to himself.

At the same time, the reward for hunting down the secret cultists was also given to Ansu.

All together, there are a total of one hundred and twenty faith points.

After that, he went to the church to exchange it, which was enough to bring Anzu's rank to the third level, "From beginning to end."

Ansu was about to say his last words as a conclusion. He looked at the fanatical crowd around him and said righteously, "I, Ansu Morningstar, am the most loyal believer of the Goddess of Light." At the same time, in a place even farther than the border.

The northern continent, the Awadh Empire, the country of esoteric religion.

The fourth division of the third church of the Cult of Pain.

A similar ceremony is going on.

Although almost all of his companions who infiltrated were killed, the Pain Priest didn't care.

Because the saints were also completely destroyed.

But they are a little confused now.

Looking at the name ranked first on the list, the Painful Mystic with the highest number of heads

They fell into deep thought.

Now, they are looking for a mysterious man called Painful Confidant.

(End of this chapter)