The more they object, the more it means I did the right thing.

Chapter 187 Anzu's unique transformation (two in one)

An Su defeated three fourth-level saints in a row, and his reputation became very famous in an instant.

An Su, feeling embarrassed, left the Magic Guild in a hurry, but as soon as he stepped out of the door, he saw cameras and long guns set up at the door. Reporters were holding notebooks, pencils, carrying briefcases, and wearing colorful newspaper uniforms. All of them looked very excited.

The reporters originally came to interview Her Majesty the Princess, but according to the information from the guild's internal informant, they discovered an unexpected gain.

Those who study journalism these days pursue hot spots and explosive points, and contradictions and conflicts are the best way to create explosive points.

Handsome men and beautiful women, differences in status, and conflicts between the capital and the border are all hot topics!

#The Duel between the Border Boy and the Imperial Capital Saint#, the reporters have even thought of the title for this issue.

An Su felt a headache when he saw all these reporters. He wanted to keep a low profile, but his appearance with gray hair and blue eyes was too unique, and he had been ranked first on the #Most Popular Male Saints Ranking# for consecutive years.

These reporters are very familiar with their faces.

"Excuse me, Mr. Ansu Morningstar, did you really defeat three fourth-level saints in one go?"

"Are you provoking the Imperial Capital Saint's Sect?"

"Is it to help Saint Luojia?"

When the Capital Morning News reporter saw An Su coming out, he quickly leaned forward to ask questions.

"May I ask what is your relationship with Princess Cersei? As the rumors say, in the promotion exam in ten days, will you compete with Her Majesty for first place? To compete for the position of heir to Her Majesty the God of Law?"

An Su got a headache when he saw these reporters. He said a few perfunctorily, "These are all untrue. Don't make up facts. I don't have such ambitions. I respect Her Majesty the Princess."

The reporter quickly wrote down in a small notebook that these were all facts and that Anzu had no respect for Her Majesty the Princess.

An Su pushed aside these journalists who were studying journalism and went straight back to the chaotic border. Along the way, he avoided eye contact with passers-by to avoid encountering undercover agents sent by the cult.

After more than ten days of construction, the chaotic border has begun to flourish, especially the municipal area.

The sea-blue sky is clear and transparent, and the refreshing breeze blows through the clean streets.

The warlocks of the Druid sect planted a row of pine and cypress magic plants in front of the city hall gate. At this time, the plants have grown lush and formed a small forest. The leaves are gently rubbing against each other, casting golden floating lights in the gaps between the trees.

Fortunately, Miss Yoko did not hand over her socks. According to the druid's suggestion, they wanted to extract the bacteria on Miss Yoko's socks, cultivate them into magic plants, and plant them around the city hall to create a small forest with the smell of the sun, named "Forest of the Sun".

Ansu sternly rejected the application.

The Cult of Pain should hire these biology students as its followers.

In order to win the smile of the beautiful woman, these geniuses from the imperial capital have completely devoted themselves to the construction of the chaotic border, and they even almost forgot about the deacon promotion assessment that will be held in ten days.

It's good for Ansu as it has fewer competitors.

Now all we have to do is find a way to lead the secret followers and assassinate the candidates who are not from the imperial capital.

Thanks to the hard work of these geniuses in the imperial capital, in just over ten days, Ansu has accumulated a considerable amount of pain value. In terms of efficiency, it is ten times that of the Pain School in Eden Town. It seems that it is necessary to continue to develop the fan circle.

With this amount of magic power, Ansu can continue to learn technicians.

Ansu had two purposes in summoning the bones this time.

One of these is Transfiguration.

He now has two sets of Transfiguration, one is the Chaos Church version of Transfiguration, and the other is the Transfiguration that Merlin claims he has absolutely not plagiarized. After leaving the Magic Guild and returning to the Chaos Border, he began to think about and conceive a set of Transfiguration of his own.

Just copy it.

But Ansu’s current realm and strength are not enough, and Merlin, the stingy guy, is unwilling to help him copy.

At this time, we need to ask for external help.

Bone was also a demigod during his lifetime, and was once the Saint of the Church of Life. His understanding of esoteric magic was even better than Merlin's.

He used mercury and blood to set up an alchemical array, chanting a prayer, "Blue Witch who subverts life, from the ancient dark priest, I call on your name, and I hope you will wake up from your long sleep."

That indescribable existence came from the long river of time. The surrounding atmosphere was instantly oppressive and dead silent, and the light blue sky gradually turned dim.

Above the void, pale blue pupils slowly emerged, filled with emptiness and indifference. Miss Bones stepped barefoot on the blood-soaked altar, her dark black robe dragging on the ground. "Who is calling my name?"

"Well, it's you again, Ansu Morningstar, who dares to disturb my eternal sleep."

The Blue Witch snorted coldly, her eyes emitting a majestic look, which was the bearing of a demigod.

Ansu cast a light spell on Miss Bones' head, causing her to scream in pain.

"Who taught you to talk like that?" An Su asked.

"I suddenly remembered." Although the skull was hit by the holy light, Miss Bones still maintained the dignity of the Saint of Life. "I used to speak like this when I was alive, because it was very cool."

It seems that the more times the dead are summoned, the more they will gradually remember their habits in life.

"Help me take a look at these two Transfiguration spells." Ansu didn't waste any words. After connecting to Bone via friendly communication, he handed over two Transfiguration magic circuits. "One is from the Radiant Bishop, and the other is from the Church of Chaos."

"Humph, you have found the right person. Let me show you the vision of the Blue Witch."

Bone took it and looked at it, his face showing a thoughtful look, his pupils uncertain, after pondering for a long time, he slowly said, "I guess this Transfiguration is from the Chaos Church."

She picked up the "Absolutely Uncopied Transfiguration" and said mysteriously,

"I have never seen such evil magic in my life. It actually extracts the soul of the enemy and plays with it at will. Such a treacherous method is truly the most evil and despicable secret cult master."

"Who in the Chaos Cult wrote this magic? The Chaos Patriarch, or the Chaos High Priest?"

Bone couldn't help but sigh that today's young esoteric sect members have a lot of ideas.

The other Transfiguration was just about taking over another body and fusing souls. In comparison, it was quite anthropomorphic, even sunny, and it was obvious that it was written by the Glorious Bishop.

Nothing more.

"You got it wrong." Ansu said expressionlessly, tapping the head of the Saint of Life with the Illumination Technique again, "'Transfiguration without plagiarism' was written by the Glorious Bishop."

He began to doubt the vision of this demigod.

Why are all the old men and women I meet so unreliable?

Bone was incredulous. "How can the orthodoxy of the Church of Chaos be in the Church of Glory?"

“To tell you the truth.”

Bone had just acted pretentiously in front of Ansu, and Ansu was very unhappy. He planned to act back, "I have become the Son of God of the Stairway Sect of the Church of Chaos. At the same time, I am also the Patriarch of the Star Sect of the Church of Pain."

Because they are now connected in heart and soul, Bones can feel that what Anzu says comes from the bottom of his heart.

Bone couldn't help but sigh that the young people of the Holy Church today are really thoughtful.

She is too old to watch it anymore.

It's only been a dozen days since I last saw him, but Ansu has already become the saint of the esoteric religion. He is only just fifteen years old.

Although Bone couldn't remember how old she was when she became the Saint of Life, it was definitely later than 15. Bone brought the two magics back to her eyes again. After her death, she only had the desire for knowledge, and Ansu could bring her new knowledge every time. The higher Ansu's rank, the better it was for Bone.

These two pieces of magic are of legendary quality and epic quality respectively.

Epic magic has two main branches of magic power, and the magic circuits have similarities. They cannot be said to be completely identical, but they are exactly the same.

Bone extracted exactly the same circuit structure, and then carefully sorted out the two twisted and entangled magic branches and spread them out to make it easier to read and study.

Legendary magic and above, except for magic directly bestowed by gods, needs to be learned and understood by the warlock himself. Clarifying the tangled magic circuits will greatly reduce the difficulty of learning.

This sorting out is simple to say, but the actual operation is quite mentally exhausting, and it cannot be done without extremely strong souls.

But it took Bones less than ten minutes to complete the task.

In contrast, it took Ansu three days and three nights to completely clarify the three main magical powers of the sacred magic "Light of Judgment", and this was achieved even though his soul was constantly broken and repaired by Heaven.

If Ansu wants to reach this level of magic, he needs to continue to hone his skills.

"Okay, I'm done."

"The main magic structure here is 'soul separation', the holy light magic circuit here is 'changing the shape of the soul', and this one is 'soul fusion'."

Bone wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead, took credit for it towards Ansu, and said proudly, "You can study hard now."

"I can copy it well now!"

Anzu also said with pride.

He has always wanted to create his own transformation technique.

If you want to improve your magical realm, you have to copy. The more you copy, the faster you will improve - this is what the god of magic Merlin said!

"Plagiarism?" Bone was surprised by the saints of the new era again, "I have never heard of anyone who can plagiarize this."

What's more, it was a plagiarized epic magic. Miss Bones couldn't help but smile helplessly.

Given Anzu's current status, this is simply nonsense.

But if she knew that Anzu had plagiarized divine-level magic, she would not be able to laugh.

"I'll sleep for a while." Miss Bones said to Ansu, "Call me when you're done copying."

Bone is quite considerate of his boss.

It was too energy-consuming for her to stay like this, and she would lose a lot of pain points every minute, so she went into sleep mode directly. She would just have to wait for Ansu to finish and then summon her again.

Although Gutou thought Ansu would not succeed, he was the boss.
After Bone left, the mayor's office fell into silence. An Su looked closely at the three magic trunks that Bone had sorted out, thinking about their common characteristics.

Ansu is actually not good at plagiarism. Plagiarism is something that despicable people like Merlin like to do, and Ansu disdains to associate with them.

Anzu is good at sewing.

After being tempered in heaven, Ansu's willpower has reached an alarming level, and having experienced many baptisms from the Mother Goddess of Life, Ansu's body and soul are constantly rising.

Although Ansu's rank was only level three, his soul strength had already reached level four, approaching the level of a level five saint.

And the creation of magic depends on the strength of the soul.

Time passed little by little, and Ansu copied only one of them just like last time.
There are three thousand magic circuits in the three main trunks of sacred-level magic, while sacred-level magic and legendary-level magic do not have such an astonishing content. The sacred-level magic has two hundred magic circuits in two main trunks, and the legendary-level magic has ten in one main trunk.

Further down is ordinary magic.

For example, the friendly communication and elementary magic that was once created only had two magic circuits.

Concentrating on reading these hundreds of magic circuits, Ansu's brain was nearly torn apart. The severe pain that could drive an ordinary third-level warlock crazy would linger in the depths of Ansu's soul, but Ansu had already adapted to this spiritual pain.

This time his soul was no longer guarded by the god of law.

The blue-scaled dragon heart pendant on the necklace flickered slowly, and the cold touch penetrated into the soul through the skin, dispelling distracting thoughts and pain. With the help of this alchemical pendant, An Su quickly entered a state of mind as calm as water.

Soul leaving the body, soul changing form, soul merging
There must be holy light.
The sun gradually set, the azure sky gradually turned dark, dusk rose, and the fiery clouds dyed the skyline pink. According to yesterday's order, the Saint of Chaos would test their learning of Chaos Transfiguration tonight. Now dusk was approaching, and the agreed time was almost here.

When the last ray of sunlight converged at the end of the skyline, Ansu exhaled slowly and opened his eyes. He was done.

There are stitching and plagiarism, but more of it comes from the warlock's own memory and experience, and his understanding of the Holy Light.
Ansu looked at the magic that was created.

He wondered why it looked so strange.

Is this still Transfiguration?
The more he looked at it, the more he wondered if he had done the splits. It was no use trying to figure it out on his own, so he had to ask an expert to take a look.
Anzu chanted the summoning magic again, and the indescribable great existence awakened again. The atmosphere was extremely depressing. Her pale blue pupils slowly opened, and she still spoke like a saint.

"Who is calling my name?"

"Well, it's you again, Ansu Morningstar, you dare to disturb my lunch break."

She said majestically.

Because she had slept for too short a time, Miss Bones did not take a long sleep, but instead took a nap, which further demonstrated the rigor of the Saint of Life.

An Su also used the light magic to hit the skull of the Saint of Life hard.

"Failed?" Miss Bones covered her head, thinking that Ansu must have failed, so he was so rude.

"I think it was successful." Ansu handed the magic circuit he wrote to Bone.

Success?
The bone was originally thought to be Ansu's bragging, but when he took a look, his pupils widened and he hummed in confusion.
"Ok?"

She blinked her eyes and said, "Huh?"

The magic in front of me has twenty magic circuits.

It has surpassed the ordinary level and reached the legendary level of magic.

A fifteen-year-old saint created legendary magic, which was rare even thirty thousand years ago when magic power was at its peak.

What surprised Bone even more was how fast Anzu had improved. Not long ago, he could only use two magic circuits, and it was only with his help that he was able to barely create [Friendly Communication].

Is this guy really a genius?
But when Miss Bone carefully looked at the effect of Anzu's magic, she retracted her idea. What the hell is this?
[Holy Light Transformation]

[Legendary Intermediate Magic]

[Holy Light]

[Magic power consumption: 10 (not affected by the negative effects of the cursed child)]

[Effect: Drive the staff to make the soul leave the body and merge with the vast holy light, changing the soul's form and size, transforming into a huge holy light giant. This form lasts for five minutes. In this state, the effects of all holy light attacks are increased by 50%]

[Note: Ansu Morningstar is a devout believer of Glory. After years of research, he found that the Divine Light Rod is also a rare branch of the Holy Light Staff.]

Miss Bones widened her eyes, how did the Transfiguration become the Shapeshifting Technique!

(End of this chapter)