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

The raging tongue of fire licked the night, dyeing the layers of clouds with layers of blood red. The billowing black smoke entangled at the end of the wasteland like a colony of crows. Under the flames, countless monsters grinded their teeth and sucked blood, This is the view at the end of Jimu;

Even closer to Ansu, the towers and church buildings called the 'Dawn Church' were covered with the corpses of the Holy Knights. The glazed tiles scattered the bright red sky in the distance. The church was in danger, as if it would collapse in the next second. Before dawn.

[The dawn may never come, and the dawn may only come in the last night]

[Task Introduction 1: Support until dawn]

[Full score: five points, current progress (0)]

[Dawn time limit: three hours]

[Task Introduction 2: Suturing life will devour the Saint of Dawn. The Saint is currently performing a dawn ceremony in the hall of Dawn Church. Please protect the Saint of Dawn before the ceremony is completed]

[Full score: five points, current progress (0)]

[End time of dawn ceremony: six hours]

[Mission Introduction 3: The Life Cultist is located on the side of the wasteland, using life magic to create a steady stream of stitched lives. As the number of human bodies transported increases, its offensive will become more intense. Please try to kill as many stitched lives as possible]

[Number of kills: 0]

[Full score: ten points, current progress (0)]

[Note 1: The Church of Dawn has a sacred barrier magic. Stitching Life can currently only attack from the east tower where the barrier is broken, but as time goes by, more holes will appear in the barrier]

[Note 2: The church’s blessed statue will restore the saint’s lost magic power, restoring five magic points per minute, but the restored magic power can only be used for holy light magic. Glorious saints, please use holy light to dispel all darkness]

[Note 3: Because the difficulty of this room assessment is too low, it is a double room]

[If the saint dies, the exam will end directly and exit the room]

[All holy light magic has been unlocked and the original rank of the saint has been restored]

To protect the Saint of Dawn? Ansu looked thoughtful.

The Holy Lady of Light at the end of the Third Era, also known as the Saint of Dawn, named 'Maria Iasi', is also a quite famous figure among the Saints of Holy Light in the past. Dawn purifies all dark creatures.

Ansu wiped his neck and wiped away the trickling blood from his skin. The pale white magic surged from his hands and healed the wounds caused by suturing life;

He frowned slightly. There were three tasks in this room, and the points were twice as high as those in other rooms. So the difficulty might have increased exponentially.

Several tasks may seem very complicated, but in summary they are simple and crude. Task one is to save his own life, task two is to save the life of the glorious saint, and task three is to kill kill kill kill kill Ansu thinks that as long as there is task three, it will be enough. As long as you kill all the enemies, you will naturally complete the first two tasks.

What really made Ansu frown was that although this exam restored Ansu's original rank, it only unlocked the magic of the Holy Light attribute.

This clearly shows the malice of the designer, the old thief Merlin, who cut Ansu into a semi-crimp with one knife!

As a priest of light and darkness, looking back at all his magic arsenal, there are very few holy light magics that can be used for direct attacks, and most of them are used in conjunction with other magics.

And Anzu's most powerful sacred magic, the 'Holy Light Judgment' - these sutured beings have neither hair nor consciousness, and only want to gnaw away the radiant saint, which is of no use at all.

As for the radiation that transforms into Ultraman Radiant Warrior, it is irradiated to the entire audience, regardless of friend or foe, which will directly affect the prayer ceremony of the Saint of Dawn.

Everything he did was aimed at me

Ansu did not feel sorry for himself and lament his bad luck. On the contrary, a calm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his blue eyes were shining. For evil players, the more targeted the designer is, the more he can get through the gaps in the rules. He is the kind of person who finds out the real fun of games.

Use all available materials and all available means to find a way to pass the level.

The most suspicious point is note three.

What does it mean that because the difficulty of this room is too low, teammates are set up?

This sentence is inconsistent and full of flaws!

This is what makes Ansu most uneasy.

There was no time to care about this now. Ansu stared at the suture monster in front of him. This was the first one he wanted to kill.

Suture Life has completely opened its body, with a dozen stitched palms crawling on the floor, and a dozen other arms raised high, holding various swords, guns, swords and halberds made of human bones, towards Ansu It came crushingly, as if a huge mountain was crushing in front of him!

【First attack】

[Please defeat the Esoteric Cult Pioneer: Suture Life.Human Centipede]

Many viewers who were psychologically fragile closed their eyes subconsciously. They felt that Ansu couldn't even kill the first monster.

After all, it was a fourth-level suture life, and it was still at such a close distance!

Warlocks simply don't have time to chant magic.

And the name of this monster sounds so perverted. I don’t know which old pervert designed it.

Ansu took two steps back, and the remaining half of the blood redemption dagger in his hand faced the bone spurs. Between the collision of blood and bones, a series of flowing fire broke out, making a sharp stabbing sound——

Since magic can't be used for the time being, let's use physical skills first.

The blood spread and the bones cracked, but Ansu's body remained as firm as a loose ball. The blessing of the mother goddess gave him strong mental power. The action of suturing life fell into Ansu's eyes, as slow as if it was in slow motion.

He followed the rhythm and smashed one bone weapon after another with his backhand, as if he was walking among the forest of arms, chopping up the joints and cutting off the Achilles tendons, and the forests of flesh and blood followed row after row. Fall down.

He breathed softly and mastered a certain rhythm. Stars of light splashed everywhere, blood splashed everywhere, and the crisp collision sound like blacksmithing echoed in the corridor.

Looking at the young man's flowing movements, the glorious examiners who had just made up their mind were sweating in their hearts. They felt that Ansu seemed to be in danger of surviving.

At this moment, Merlin showed a cold smile.

Ansu smashed an arm again, and watched as he was stitching his life together. The last hand held a heavy hammer, raised high, and when he saw it was about to fall, he followed the previous rhythm and directly used the dagger to block it. ——

But this moment did not fall.

The slender arm lifted the weight, holding it high above Anzu in a way that stagnated in the air and violated the laws of physics. It paused for a full millisecond.

Is it the dead quick and slow knife?

Ansu's pupils shrank, and the dagger that was originally used to block the heavy hammer fell into the air. At this time, his strength was gone. Suiting Life raised the heavy hammer and smashed it down. Ansu had no time to block anymore.

He could only try his best to move back, barely avoiding the heavy hammer. Unexpectedly, the suturing life move was not over yet. It stood up, and the arms that were climbing on the ground like feet were raised together. A dozen arms were like a rainstorm on the pear blossom ground. Slapping at Ansu, before the previous palm fell, the next palm had already pressed against Ansu's face, and each move in succession prevented any air from coming through.

This dung monster is definitely not the original Stitched Life Ansu with black lines on his face. It must have been adjusted by Merlin's old birth.

How can ordinary fourth-level suture monsters be so shitty?

Anzu's soul could keep up with these slaps, but his body couldn't!

At the critical moment, Ansu quickly pulled Luo Xiaohei, who was watching the show, off his shoulder and held it in front of his chest.

You damn meow. Luo Xiaohei looked at the palm strike that was so fast that it left an afterimage, and the hair all over his body exploded. He quickly raised the kitten's paw and followed the human centipede with her seven times reaction speed. You slap me. Slapping her palms together, she mentally attacked Ansu's xylophone that no longer existed.

Her cat's paws were all red.

While holding Luo Xiaohei, Ansu took several steps back, and then left the Stitch Life attack range.

Suturing life. The human centipede slowly stood up straight, changing from crawling to standing. As if entering the second stage, new bone spurs poked out of its arms, forming various long-handled weapons.

On Ansu's side, the original small half of the blood dagger had been broken into pieces after successive collisions, with only a small blade remaining.

Long weapons fight short weapons.

As far as weapons are concerned, Ansu is at an absolute disadvantage. Grand Duke Ansu, the god of war, narrowed his eyes slightly and mocked Count Carlo, "Every inch is longer and every inch is stronger. Your child is not long enough, so he has already lost. "

"That's great, the money was not wasted." Count Carlo showed a pleased expression.

Merlin also had a proud smile on his lips. This was the reason why the saints were prohibited from carrying weapons.

Judging from the level of birth, your child is still too young.

Not only did Grand Duke Annan notice the problem with Ansu's weapon, but Ansu himself also knew that this thing was useless: if it had been long enough, he would have stabbed the life-stitching throat in the early stages of the battle.

The Blood Redemption Blade is a crude method of freezing vampire blood and holy water together. It is very rare for it to be able to resist for such a long time.

"Meow." Luo Xiaohei glared at Ansu with her two little paws red, and asked Ansu what she should do now.

"I have an idea, just make the sword longer!"

Ansu showed an innocent smile. As an alchemist, he must learn to refine weapons all the time. He stuffed the small half of the blood dagger into Luo Xiaohei's little paw. In the latter's confused eyes, Lift it upside down, hold Luo Xiaohei's tail, straighten it, and a blood-redemption long blade. Luo Xiaohei's extended version is ready.

You damn me are using me as a weapon, right?

Luo Xiaohei, who was standing upside down, was stunned for a while before she reacted. She bared her teeth and claws at Ansu, meowing and cursing all kinds of swear words.

At this time, the human centipede had already crushed it. Ansu grasped Luo Xiaohei's tail like a sword hilt and slashed at the human centipede. Luo Xiaohei twisted in the air, avoiding all palms like water. , holding the knife and stabbing towards the throat that was suturing life.

The Human Centipede never thought that Ansu had such a trick, and there was no such thing written in the life circuit. At that moment, he couldn't dodge, and was directly cut by the holy water blade in the throat. The holy water scattered along the throat and spread around. The body shape is a little unstable.

Ansuti kept Luo Xiaohei's tail, and then a new blow cut off its supporting arm. It rumbled and half-knelt on the ground. Ansu stepped heavily on the chest that was suturing life, and raised his head high. With the last touch of holy water in his hand, he pointed it at the latter's head——

The owl's head.

The head flies up and the world spins - this is the last scene that the Human Centipede can see.

[End of the first attack]

[Sewing Life Pioneer. Human Centipede, has been killed by Saint No. 16 Ansu Morningstar]

The sound of a full-court announcement sounded.

[The second attack will come in three minutes. 】

[Current number of expeditions: 1]

[You can go to the statue for treatment]

Merlin looked at the small black sword in Ansu's hand and fell into silence. He felt that this kid's level of prowess had improved in the past few days.

However, that's all.

Merlin snorted coldly. Of course he had to do practical things after receiving so much money. This time it was just the appetizer.

As time goes by, more loopholes will appear in the magic barrier. In the end, there will be four routes. The Life Cultists will attack the Dawn Church from all four routes at the same time, and the level and number of created stitched lives will further increase, even if there are Teammates, they also have no time to protect four directions at the same time.

This is the real difficulty in the room. The saints are too busy to protect the Saint of Dawn.

What's more, Merlin also prepared a surprise at the end before dawn based on the historical remnants.

This little boy was destined to lose, and Merlin had a happy smile on his lips.

He loves nothing more than having fun.

At this moment, the priest in another room reported,

"Your Majesty Merlin, you have finished the examination in the last examination room and have just logged into the room. She applied to temporarily block all magic surveillance."

It is the candidate's right to block the magic invigilator. In order to prevent the privacy magic from being leaked, Ansu also applied for it. But Merlin frowned slightly. He didn't understand why he had to block it as soon as he entered the room.

"Whatever." Merlin said.

【Please protect the Saint of Dawn】

The voice of the astral messenger echoed in Ansu's ears. He wiped the blood mist from his body. The first attack had been repelled, and he still had three minutes to rest.

Ansu frowned slightly, sorting out the current information and analyzing all the situations. All in all, he should have a teammate now. If there is help, it is not difficult to defend the Dawn Church in the early stage.

Moreover, he already had a vague plan in his mind and had a vague preliminary idea.

holy light

Idols can replenish holy light

This room looks complicated. If we classify it in terms of games, it is a tower defense game.

The first room is Ansu's alchemy workshop, the second room is Plague Company, and the third room should be where his eyes become brighter and his thoughts gradually become clearer.

Anyway, let's go back to the church hall first.

By the way, discuss the next plan with that unfamiliar teammate.

Ansu had made up his mind. He held Luo Xiaohei, who was still sulking, on his shoulders, and walked along the corridor towards the church not far away; Dawn Church was the only building that was not damaged. It is three stories high, and the glazed magic crystal glass is pure white.

Bell towers stand on both sides, and there are palm trees at the door. The moonlight floats the shadows of the trees, and countless sacred light points converge towards the center of the church. The Virgin of the Dawn stands in the center of the glory.

He came to the church door, opened the door, and saw——

[The door cannot be opened from this side]

Damn it. Ansu hunted Merlin's mother countless times in his heart. When Merlin was a child, the door to school could not be opened from here!

Who locked it from the inside, the Saint of Dawn?

I want to open it from this side!

Ansu wanted to open it. He pressed on the door and exerted force with his hands. The so-called force was so strong that bricks flew away. He had a body that had been baptized many times and had strength beyond ordinary warlocks. There was only a click, and the door frame first shattered into pieces. Piece after piece was broken, and finally the hole suddenly opened, revealing the interior of the church——

In the sacred hall, before the glorious statue, where all the light converges,

It's pool after pool of blood,

Like a pure white sky dyed red by red clouds.

The Saint of Dawn named Mary fell quietly at the peak of the petals, like a beautiful and peaceful white swan; this sage who left a huge influence on later generations, the benchmark of glorious saints in the past, this symbol of The girl at dawn closed her bright eyes,

Fell asleep forever.

And in the deepest part of the blood, stood another beautiful girl.

She turned around and showed a perfect smile to Ansu. She nodded slightly, held up the hem of the pure white lady's skirt, shifted her center of gravity slightly, and made a perfect gesture with absolutely perfect and absolutely no mistakes. Lady etiquette.

"Mr. Ansu——"

In those pure white eyes, there is no color, no dirt, only justice, the purest, most unscrupulous justice.

"Gui'an."

[Saint Mary of the Dawn, has been killed by Saint No. 19 Cersei Milton]

Suddenly, the voice of the astral messenger echoed in Ansu's ears!