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

Chapter 359 Shadows and the Unknown

Many years later, facing the Paladin, the Life Cultists will all recall that distant afternoon when Anzu gave his blood to the chaos, and his apologetic apology -

"sorry."

Blood flowed down An Su's cheek, and had already dyed the boy's snow-white clothes red.

Although he was attacked and extremely weak, he still maintained the posture of a fighter, still held his straight spine, clenched his fist and raised his arm, with only pride and bravery in his dark blue eyes. He would never surrender, he would never bow his head. The howling cold wind stirred the chaotic gray candles, and the flames hit the boy's back like flags. He said noblely and honorably:
"I'm already in the shape of Lord Chaos"

[Delicious child, interesting, you are the first child who dares to speak to the Mother Goddess of Life like this]

Damn it, how the hell can you have the presence of mind to say such irresponsible words with such a proud and handsome face!

Damn An Su, relying on his extraordinary talent, he actually did such a thing!

Speak with love.

The Life Cultists pounded the ground in pain, tears of bitterness and regret streaming down their cheeks. It was all their fault that their bodies were useless and not tasty enough, so they could not satisfy the Mother Goddess, making her hungry and intolerable. It was all their fault!
But what can the believers of Life do? Ansu is the cursed son chosen by God, and they can only choose to forgive him.

At the same time, the chaotic citizens were completely boiling with anger.

Ansu Milton's words officially declared his position as a "chaotic faction". Even though he was the cursed son in the prophecy, he stood completely on the side of the chaotic people.

"Councilor Ansu! Councilor Ansu! Councilor Ansu!"

Today was about to end. Ansu stood on the top floor of the courtroom. The tipsy evening breeze carried countless waves of sound, and the cheers of the people poured into his ears like waves.

[Trial Court constituency support rate: 100 percent].

——This is an achievement that no politician has ever achieved since the establishment of the Tribunal District.

No matter how popular or charismatic a candidate is, his or her support rate can only hover around 90 percent at best. A 100 percent support rate symbolizes that Ansu has completely conquered this constituency and turned it into his own voting base.

Ansu now has two constituencies, one is the Chaotic Outer City, and the other is the Judgment Square. This brings his support rate in Awad to 10%, which means that he has entered the top five candidates in this election.

There is no need to say much about Ansu's contributions. In just the first two days of becoming a candidate, he achieved many impressive political achievements.

First, he solved the problem of too many immigrants in the chaotic outer city (all the colonists were sucked to death), then he rectified the largest source of pollution in Awad (Miss Lorga's cake shop was closed), and improved the cleanliness of the chaotic prison (all the garbage was sacrificed to the Mother Goddess of Life), and finally he resolved the high debts of all the citizens of the Tribunal (all the creditors were burned to death).

No candidate has ever achieved such outstanding political achievements in the three major areas of population, environment, and economy. Therefore, it is only natural that Ansu can get the unanimous support of the Tribunal.

Of course, in order to achieve such results, in addition to Ansu's noble character of loving his people like his grandchildren, the help of Mrs. Smile is also indispensable.

He watched the Smiling Lady gradually disappearing from his sight - the punishment for blasphemy had come, and her soul and flesh melted in the sun-like flames. In an instant, only faint colored ripples were left on the ground, and as the sun's light disappeared, the rainbow also dissipated.

The rainbow has more colors than the sun, but it forgets that all its light comes from the sun; when the day ends, when the sunset of Awad falls and melts into Ansu's pupils, without its shelter, the whole world will dim, including these rainbows.

This is the sunset of the Awadh Theocracy.

From tonight onwards, this will also be the kingdom of the Morning Star.

Ansu looked into the distance. The demigod candle was almost burned out. The sky returned to normal, and the sun at the end of the sky was falling from the thick clouds. The gorgeous and prosperous city streets were gradually fading with the sunset, fading back to gray and white. The gray was the hazy sky, and the white was the piles of bones.

In any case, when it comes to rewarding merit, Madam Smile should be credited with great merit. If it weren't for Madam Smile's final golden assistance, Ansu would never have achieved 100% support.

"Fight, fight, fight!" - When he raised his arms and shouted with blood all over his face, the chaotic citizens were completely boiling. Fight, fight, fight! Who else can stop such a great councillor Ansu? Who else can stop him!

Fight that final battle. Although I don’t know why we have to fight, I’m just so excited to fight, fight, fight!

When the people saw how Lady Smile openly killed Ansu, they realized that the so-called "correct faction" were all brave but reckless men who would not even try assassination. How could they lead their future?
If Madam Smile didn't kill Ansu openly, but hired some magic snipers, used retired military wands, squatted on the eaves of the opposite house, and took advantage of Ansu's speech to shoot a big fireball at his head, that would be
At this moment, it is the time for green garlic.

"I'm going to kill you all, I'm going to kill you all!"

"Green garlic, green garlic!"

With the death of Madam Smile, the Righteous Faction that originally ruled the Inquisition also began to collapse:
The rioting citizens stormed the gathering place of the rainbow elves, the fire giants threw down the burning pots, the protein and fat were sizzling and emitting an enticing aroma, and the merchants and butchers were sharpening their knives, ready to weigh all the right pie. With the rainbow elves, there was no need to prepare New Year's goods this year, as these delicacies would be enough to last until next year.

Ansu withdrew his gaze from the beautiful scenery and set his sights on the second hero of this trial - Mr. Devil.

Mr. Devil was not burned to death by the fire. Of course, he could not be burned to death. Tonight's bill was still waiting for Mr. Devil to pay.

If Madam Smile is the best auxiliary, then Mr. Devil is the best economic person. As the shift guard of the Chaotic Urban Management Bureau, he is the first person responsible for the Tribunal.

The courtroom was burned down, but it’s okay, all expenses tonight will be paid by the Devil Prince!
As soon as Mr. Devil saw the look in Ansu's eyes, he began to sweat profusely. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he said in an unpleasant manner, "Mr. Ansu, the ceremony is not over yet. There are still two candles that have not been judged. Once the Seven Gods Ceremony begins, you must complete the ceremony thoroughly."

"Do you think the fire isn't big enough?" An Su widened his eyes in surprise.

"That's right." Mr. Devil nodded. "If you burn me to death, I will be considered dead in the line of duty, and my family won't have to pay the debt anymore."

"I see." Ansu nodded thoughtfully.

"And if I die, it will be your turn to pay the debt."

Mr. Devil smiled, his mouth twisted back strangely, "If I die, you will be the only official in the Tribunal, and you will be the person in charge."

"You?" An Su also started sweating profusely. He was actually waiting for me here!

Mr. Devil did not lie. Once the Ritual of the Seven Gods begins, it must be completed, otherwise Ansu will also be punished by the ritual.

He looked helplessly at the navy blue candle in the center of the altar. This was the candle of the stars and Naraku, and it was the only absolutely neutral god among all the gods.

Next to the navy blue candles were the dark black human oil candles, the Shadow and Unknown candles. Even in the prosperous era of the esoteric religion, the Shadow and Unknown sect was still the rarest and most mysterious of the seven sects. Only pure-blooded demons could practice shadow magic and become shadow believers.

According to common sense, a pure-blooded human like Ansu cannot receive the blessing of the Shadow Mother Goddess.

His connection with the stars was not as deep as the previous beliefs, and Ansu had never come into contact with the Shadow Belief, a mysterious belief that was almost extinct in the future. There was almost no intersection, so it was reasonable that there would not be any big flames. It should be like this?
All in all, try the 'Astral Candle' first.

With such an optimistic idea in mind, An Su dragged his bloody body and walked into the area covered by the navy blue candles.

As soon as he stepped into the realm of the gods, under the blessing of the ceremony, all the experiences and pasts related to the stars unfolded like flowing water. What surprised Ansu was that they were not memories from the present world, but dreams one after another. It was just a moment, but it seemed as long as a lifetime.

Not only what he could remember, but also the past he had forgotten appeared clearly before his eyes.

He entered the Naraku world three times in total, had three dreams, and remembered those three dreams.

Ansu saw the starry sky's dinner plates arranged on the long blood-red table. He was also a dish on the dinner plate. The gods used knives and forks to divide the food of the times.
He saw countless stars falling from the sky, and fragments of the times smashing into the dynasties of mankind. After one dynasty after another collapsed, they turned into fragments of stars, floating in the air, waiting for the next fall.

At the end of the dream, Ansu saw himself becoming one of the stars, falling with the stars into the glorious era.

The navy blue flames engulfed everything in the memory, including Ansu.

When Ansu woke up from his dream, he heard countless noisy and strange moans in his ears. He was gasping for breath and his heart was beating violently. What did all this mean? What did all this portend? Ansu had no idea. No one except God could know.

How about the candles?
In this short moment, An Su lost consciousness.

He raised his head, and looked towards the court with tired eyes - but he did not see the court, the entire court had disappeared.

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The navy blue embers flowed on the gully-filled ground, and the broken walls of the Court of Inquisition melted into navy blue, with scattered spots of starlight everywhere; and all the citizens of the Court of Inquisition Square and the people in front of the magic screen stared at Anzu in amazement, the explosion just now was approaching life and chaos.

In the long silence, no one was able to speak.

This young man was actually chosen by the six gods.

He is just a pure-blooded human, yet he can achieve such a level!

Everyone realized that fact, and from now on, the history of the Chaos Theocracy would add another record of "the election of the six gods".

Mr. Devil's entire body was burnt to a crisp, with flames flowing from half of his body and flesh and bones exposed on the other half; but the vitality of the pure-blooded demons was extremely strong, and even though half of his body was melted and the other half was torn apart, Mr. Devil still did not die.

He looked at Ansu as if he was looking at a monster.

"What a pity." Mr. Devil shook his head with regret and pain, "It was just a little bit short of the right timing. There is no chance."

The most painful thing in life is to have no money, and what is more painful than having no money is to have no money and still be in debt, and what is more painful than being in debt is to have no money, still be in debt and still be alive.

Although Anzu has brought countless shocks, Mr. Devil still does not believe that Anzu can light the shadow candle - not only he thinks so, even Anzu's fanatical supporters do not have any hope.

Because the shadow in the belief of shadow and unknown is the belief that most values ​​racial bloodline.

Even though he is the child of a curse, Anzu is still a pure-blooded human.

In addition to bloodline, the 'unknown' in the shadow and the unknown depends on the cultural level; Madam Smile, an orthodox Rainbow Flag race who dropped out of school after prenatal education, has only just ignited the fire of shadow and barely managed to get the title of 'chosen by the six gods', while Ansu, this kid, is obviously very cultured and knows a lot of knowledge.

Suffering from cultural erosion and lacking the innocent smile that the Shadow Mother Goddess likes, he is destined to be a test-taker for his whole life.

Even Anzu didn't think he could light it up.

The most important thing is that [Seven Gods Chosen Together] is a false proposition that cannot exist. For tens of thousands of years in the Chaos Kingdom, no matter how gifted the esotericists were, they could not become the Seven Gods Chosen Together. Even in the epic stories, the "Seven Gods Chosen Together" has never appeared.

"Okay, let's go through the necessary procedures." Mr. Demon shrugged indifferently. He was just a human being. Only a pure-blooded demon like him could gain the recognition of the Shadow.

An Su nodded. It was already late and Miss Luojia was still waiting for him to be released from prison. It was time to finish early and go home.

The time for that stupid saint's crown has passed. She dared to be so arrogant because she didn't have any driftwood. Ansu couldn't wait to go home and watch her explode into a steam engine.

Besides, he needed treatment.

Although Ansu's body has now reached the level of a saint, he has suffered multiple injuries and lost too much blood. His face has started to turn pale and he walks a little unsteadily. It's time to end today.

The sunset had long since disappeared at the end of the mountains. The gloomy night was filled with heavy shadows, and darkness enveloped everything in Awad.

An Su took somewhat unsteady steps and stepped in front of the last candle.

And all his memories and past related to shadows and the unknown, whether he remembers it or not, as long as they have existed, will be evoked in this ritual of the seven gods and judged by the gods.

The black candles stood on the edge of the altar, swaying gently with the evening breeze, and also swaying in Ansu's eyes. The black shadow became larger and larger, and at this moment, covered everything in the boy's eyes.

An Su saw himself climbing up the ladder of destiny, and then falling into endless darkness. He heard the sound of autumn rain mixed in the wind. It seemed familiar, so strange, and yet so familiar.

[Shadow and unknown] corresponds to [Glory and truth].

The shadow drowned in the brilliance, the truth buried in the unknown, this is the first time that the footer is turned in the seventeenth year of the Naraku world.

Shadow is light, the unknown is truth.

In the dark cell, flaking iron filings fluttered in the air with the autumn rain.

The swaying figures were reveling in the rainy night, the splashing blood and bones were dancing, and the candlelight on the altar was blasphemous and crazy.

And the sacrifice placed on the altar, the gray-haired boy with dark blue eyes extinguished and looking like he was about to die—

【Ansu Morningstar】.

That is himself.

In the alternation between shadow and light, Anzu heard a voice in the darkness:
——"Master Morning Star."

(End of this chapter)