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

Chapter 352 Ansu: My Struggle

[The delicious child that was lost and found, you attracted the crazy eyes of the Mother Goddess of Life]

After asking the Mother Goddess of Life to eat Skittles, the rewards of the sacrifice came to Ansu.

Because the colorful elves are the messengers of the rainbow, and they are very sweet, they call this delicious snack "rainbow candy". The Mother Goddess of Life likes to eat these little candies, so the harvest of this sacrifice It's also quite impressive.

[Compared to candy, the Mother Goddess of Life looks forward to a delicious meal]

".Speechless."

Ansu felt the crimson moonlight moisten his skin, and endless blessings came to him. There are a total of sixty or seventy prisoners in the three parks. The lowest rank is at the fourth level, and all of them have chaotic constitutions. This quality and quantity allow Ansu's body to break forward further.

This is Ansu's first sacrifice this autumn.

What surprised him most was that since he dived into the River of Life 20,000 times, the depths of his soul had been tainted with a trace of the origin of life. After the sacrifice, this ray of life in the river actually stirred up and emerged. The ripples seemed to be a little thicker.

Most of the blessings he received from this sacrifice were absorbed by this river of life.

This doesn't seem like a bad thing.

Ansu gently raised his hand. Under the fair skin, one could see the flow of green vitality. The structure of the magic circuit became brighter from the body. The magnificent and complicated patterns were like art. However, these lights were fleeting and slow. Slowly return to silence, lurking deep in the body.

At this time, the sacred pattern was lit up, and Ansu's body was about to become holy.

"Chaos No. 1 Prison, Prisoner No. 4396 Ansu Milton."

The corner of Mr. Devil's mouth twitched slightly. He looked at Ansu as if he had seen a ghost. The latter's front legs were still sunny and cheerful, and his smile was bright, but his back legs were covered in blood and curses. This dramatic transformation into a human-like one made Mr. Devil think that he was dreaming for a while. He suppressed the doubts in his heart,

"It's trial time."

He originally planned to put Ansu in prison for ten minutes to kill Wei Feng, but why he killed all the prisoners ten minutes later!

Now that all the prisoners are dead, what should we do with the government's employment rate next year, and what should we do with his evaluation of excellence? The more he thinks like this, the more headache Mr. Devil gets.

He has never seen this kind of "unprecedented sacrifice". Without an altar, a ritual, or a prayer, dozens of high-level warlocks were sacrificed. There was only one person who could achieve such a miracle. She is the current Blue Witch of the Secret Cult of Life. Her 'Blue Demonic Eye' can make sacrifices in an instant without any hesitation.

The Blue Demonic Eye cannot exist twice in an era. Ansu does not have the Blue Demonic Eye, but he has other means.

Mr. Demon could feel an aura similar to the blue magic eye from Ansu's navy blue blade. The latter was probably relying on this strange magic weapon.

If you think about it this way, maybe there's nothing to worry about.

No matter how Ansu was born, he was most blessed by the Mother Goddess of Life, and most likely relied on the treasure in his hands; and Mrs. Smile was truly blessed by the Six Gods.

Anzu may not be human, but Mrs. Smile is definitely a matrix.

"Let's go, blessed son."

Mr. Demon tore open a passage in the shadow space. He deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the word "blessing" to emphasize Ansu's identity, "Mr. Ansu, you have been accused of 'treason' by the leader of the 'correct faction', Mrs. Smile. The citizens are still waiting to see you executed."

"You are a pure-blooded human from the border."

Ansu's perception was also infinitely magnified at this moment. It had never been so clear and bright. Although there was a shadow space, Ansu clearly felt that there were hundreds of thousands of eyes prying in the Judgment Square that was thousands of kilometers away. He, then the young man raised his head and smiled politely at those eyes.

"Mr. Devil. When you say that I am a human being, do you mean the blood in my veins, or do you mean my actions?"

"If a wicked person sacrifices my sacrifice, and I sacrifice the wicked person, am I considered a person?"

The navy blue pupils were as clear as a mirror, as if they were judging everyone.

"On the day when the red moon fell a hundred years ago, my hometown, the City of Freedom, was betrayed by criminals. Luojia Fast and Ansu Morningstar, these people claimed to be our leaders. They ended They are the ones who caused the war, sacrificed all the sacrifices in the Free City, and caused the fall of the Red Moon!"

"Now, a hundred years have passed, and Cersei Morningstar, the descendant of Ansu Morningstar, is still serving in the Theocracy and even becoming a member of Parliament. They are committing treason!"

In the world of Naraku, the fragmented histories of the same series are connected together. For any world that is stereotyped, its fixed history will be reflected in the connected worlds, and the 'City of Freedom and Glory' and the 'Era of Chaos' both belong to Times of chaos.

So in this world of Naraku, there really was a man named Ansu Morningstar a hundred years ago. He ran for mayor in the border city and indirectly led to the destruction of the chaotic border.

"I, Milton, took the name Anzu to remember this hatred. I just came to the Holy City to sacrifice things that were stolen a hundred years ago. I want to give away all the races that Ansu Morningstar sacrificed. Sacrificing it is justifiable."

The fire in the navy blue eyes seemed to be overflowing, and the blood-red moon poured down overwhelmingly. Ansu opened his hands against the blood light, as if embracing the world,

"If I am really guilty, if I am really a human being, then my crime is to defend the right of the people of Awadh to be sacrificed!"

"I've never been to a juvenile detention center, but I sacrificed the entire Awad Prison!"

What an indifferent speech.

Could it be that this young man was really wronged and he was actually not a human being at all?

The chaotic citizens watched this scene from a distance and were filled with emotion. This congressman named Ansu Milton exceeded their expectations. Everyone's expressions became more and more excited, watching every move of the young man expectantly.

Especially the believers of the Esoteric Cult of Life, these lunatics have already gone crazy when they saw Ansu's sacrifice. What a great glory this is, what a wonderful death and grace this is, sacrifice, sacrifice, sacrifice!

"We need a new born, a great born with the courage to strike and annihilate our friends, and he is already here."

Ansu raised his hands to the people, "He has come," he will lead his people to the altar, that birth has come, that birth is me! "

"I decided to accept this trial—"

Ansu threw the blood cup in his hand on the ground, and the blood and the glass were splashed in the gray autumn light. He walked resolutely towards the shadow passage. The shadow enveloped the young man like wings, and countless twisted and weird magic circuits surrounded him. The space folded and compressed, and he stepped towards the only brightly lit exit.

"To make the Kingdom of Chaos greater!"

[Main mission. Ladder of destiny, has been opened]

[Please pass this trial, light all the trial candles, and defeat the third candidate ‘Mrs. Smile’]

[Side mission: Please achieve a support rate of more than 50% for the ‘Tribunal’ in this constituency]

[Ansu Morningstad, support rate in this district: 10%]

[Total support rate across Awadh: 1%]

The Tribunal is one of the constituencies in Awad. There are ten constituencies in Awad. With a total support rate of more than 50%, it has directly become the chaotic member of the current session.

After passing the shadow world, Ansu finally arrived at the crowded and noisy Judgment Square.

He saw steel cities all over the mountains and silent chaotic crowds. Hundreds of thousands of people lined up like ants at the bottom of the trial hall. There was silence. In the brief silence, cheers like waves spread from the depths of the crowd. , many people are calling Ansu’s crown, “Ansu Milton!”

This was also the first time that the public saw the real Ansu Milton, the new richest man in the chaotic outer city.

Just one look at it and they knew instinctively, ‘This guy definitely doesn’t have a xylophone’.

Just that stance is not the stance of a strong man.

The ominous curse radiating from the inside out, its oppressive feeling and what is seen on the magic screen are completely different from the concept, and it is definitely not the so-called 'blessed child'. Contrast leaves the deepest impression.

In people's expectations, Ansu should be a good baby who has never even been to a juvenile detention center. But what they really saw at this moment caused huge waves in their hearts.

He retracted his gaze from the square and looked up at the central courtroom.

This is a palace that is both luxurious and eerie.

The red mosaic glass shines with ominous light, and the dome casts swaying shadows from the obsidian floor. In the center of the trial hall is a huge round table made of glazed glass. Ansu, as the prisoner on trial, stands outside the round table, standing next to Ansu. It is surrounded by seven seven-color candles made from human oil. Presumably these are the ritual tools needed in the 'Judgment of the Seven Gods' ceremony.

At this moment, the pale blue candle symbolizing 'life and sacrifice' has been lit, shining like a star.

"Oh."

Everyone heard a disdainful chuckle coming from the seat of the presiding judge at the highest point of the splendid and luxurious court.

Mrs. Smile slowly stood up from her seat, her mouth still filled with that perfect smile that made people laugh, "I don't know the so-called straight man. When I gave birth to my third child in the toilet, you were not born yet. Woolen cloth."

She opened her big smiling mouth, and the green pustule at the corner of her mouth split open, and the pus wrapped with no poison, AIDS, etc. fell to the ground.

The floor of the magic crystal also rotted and collapsed, and the civil servants sitting next to it were instantly covered with red spots. They fell to their knees in pain, and various tumors appeared all over their bodies.

"Help."

The accompanying doctors quickly stepped forward and cured the dying viruses in their bodies.

【Law of Chaos】

[Confusing Anti-Discrimination Act]

[Based on the law: respect, equality]

[Law Effect 1: Those who are within the scope of the law and look at the caster with discriminatory eyes will be infected with the same disease as the legislator. And the skin will be assimilated. As long as everyone has STDs, there will be mutual respect and equality]

[Note: I ask you to get Wuduer, AIZEr, WartZhenEr, YinZiEr]

Madam Smiling is anti-discrimination law when she comes out and you will get sick just by looking at her!

Not only the civil servants in the trial hall, but also the chaotic citizens outside have begun to spread the virus on a large scale. Their skin turned pitch black, pus formed all over their bodies, and they were constantly struggling in pain. Under the Anti-Discrimination Act, there was no more discrimination and inequality.

Mrs. Smiling's faction is the 'correct faction', and most of its voters are discriminatory patients and black elves and other lower-class people, so they will naturally speak out for the lower-class people.

Therefore, as long as Mrs. Smile infects more normal people, the latter can only stand on her side. In this moment, Mrs. Smile's support rate in the trial hall skyrocketed, surpassing Ansu in an instant, reaching 100 Twenty out of ten.

The purpose of the correct faction is to 'save the people at the bottom from the fire and water'. As for how the people at the bottom are in the fire and water, don't worry about it!

Under the influence of this powerful law, the recognition of the disaster judgment came to Mrs. Smile, and the blue candle symbolizing the disaster lit up behind her and burned.

"This is the rule of the Seven Gods' Judgment."

Mr. Devil explained from Ansu's ear that this was also his job, "In the Tribunal to please the Mother Goddess and gain her grace, the human oil candles symbolizing the corresponding gods will be lit. After the ceremony, more human oil candles will be lit. The one who is brighter will win this trial of the Seven Gods.”

I see

Ansu nodded, this was the 'Judgment of the Seven Gods' 30,000 years ago.

A few months ago, while lurking into the secret sect stronghold, Ansu also conducted the so-called trial of gods, but that time it was just the three gods of 'life', 'pain' and 'chaos'. The steps of the ritual were also very simple. If you don’t do it, just stand there and wait for the candle to light up, and then the high priest will interpret the divine revelation based on the fire signs of the candle.

At that time, Ansu also burned the entire Tantric stronghold, and the divine revelation interpreted by the high priest was: 'Each stronghold must be equipped with fire emergency measures, and fire drills must be conducted regularly every month. And entry via confusing stairs is prohibited’.

But this time in Awad, both the scale and process of the ceremony far exceeded the small fight last time.

After all, this time, citizens from one district came to watch the ceremony.

Ansu smiled with a smile on his face. He couldn't let his beloved citizens down.

"You're not sick." Mrs. Smile looked at Ansu's healthy face and was a little surprised.

The boy was still clean, with no trace of pollution on his body.

This may be the purification effect of the 'Blessed Son'. Mr. Demon showed a thoughtful look and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. The body of the Blessed Son is too clean, and with the blessing of the Holy Light, it can purify all pollution.

"Could it be that you like me?" Mrs. Smile also looked thoughtful.

Not sick = don’t discriminate against her = like her.

Ansu stared at the pustules on Mrs. Smile's face expressionlessly. He felt that the hurt in his heart was no less than being sick.

The reason why he was not infected was simple. His heart was too dirty this time, and the disaster aliens didn't dare to come because they were too dirty.

Ansu has experienced 20,000 baptisms in the long river of life. This long river of life is equivalent to the water of the Ganges. The water of the latter is filled with various microorganisms and bacilli, while the water of the long river of life is filled with all kinds of twisted and disastrous little souls. .

If ordinary people can swim three laps in the Ganges without dying, they will naturally become a holy body that is invulnerable to all poisons.

And Ansu swam in the river of life twenty thousand times. He was contaminated with the breath of the river of life, and in the sacrifice just now, the origin of life became even more intense. Compared to his body, the mere germs were considered clean.

The Cursed Son is the Son of Darkness among the Sons of Darkness, and there is no creature darker than Ansu in all of Awad.

All in all, the current Anzu can be called the real version of Awad t0

"Oh, Nan people nowadays are all duplicitous. There is nothing you can do about bowing down under your sister's skirt. Really bow down."

Mrs. Smile seemed to have decided that Ansu liked her, her smile became more charming and ugly, "That's fine, little brother, you just need to kneel down and beg sister. After this trial is over, sister will spare your life."

In Mrs. Smile's view, Ansu is bound to fail in this trial of the Seven Gods.

The Mother Goddess of Disasters will only look after her.

In the face of sexually transmitted diseases, Ansu would never be able to light the candle of disaster.

"Judges."

Faced with the insult, Ansu was not angry, his face was calm.

There was only calmness in the navy blue eyes.

"Have you ever heard of the Black Death?"

Black Death. Everyone looked at each other. Only a small number of disaster believers have vaguely heard of this thing.

This thing seems to be an extremely lethal plague outside this world, infecting all living beings indiscriminately, without scope, and inhumanely.

The disaster believers frowned. Could it be that this young man is going to recreate this disaster outside of reality?

Ansu smiled and said,

"A disease that only kills dark species is called the Black Death."

The pupils of the disaster believers trembled. What kind of Black Death is this?

(End of chapter)