Chapter 275 Ansu Xie De Zheng

Farol, night.

The miserable and cold autumn wind blew in the square, and the dim twilight faded at the end of the mountains. The mosaic glass of the church also turned from bright to dim, covering it with a lead-colored film.

With a burst of white light rolling in the clouds, the black clouds pressed down, and the rainy season in Farol was about to come.

It's getting dark, and today's exam is at the end.

In the church corridor, priests from all walks of life walked in a hurry and looked grim.

Forty minutes have passed since the contact between rooms 16 and 19 was lost, and the astral priests tried to resume surveillance of the 'Dawn World'.

But no matter how they tried, the end of the magic screen would only be filled with scarlet 'error' words, and the deep blood red seemed to overflow through the screen.

The next second, cracks exploded from the mithril screen.

They all know that this is a sign that the artificial world is starting to get out of control.

Once the big loss of control begins, it cannot be stopped. If the outside world takes action rashly, it will only accelerate the process of collapse - this is the principle of the so-called bugs being repaired more and more.

Even the most basic negotiation ‘observation’ cannot be attempted lightly, otherwise it will break the balance.

This is Schrödinger's world.

[The degree of world collapse, 95%]

If the artificial world loses complete control and reaches a level of 100% error, it will escape the control of the church and transform from the 'Church World' to the 'Border World'.

At that time, the world will no longer belong to the church, and the world protection of the Seven Gods will cease to exist.

Once it reaches the final stage, the consequences are unimaginable. If the candidates die in this world, it will not be as simple as "losing their memory". The most serious situation is to die in reality in the true sense.

As for the two candidates in the Naraku world, one is the third princess of the empire, and the other is the only son of the Border Morning Star family. No matter who gets into trouble inside, it will have irreparable consequences for the reputation of the Holy See and even its rule.

The old man in the forest looked at Merlin with a worried expression.

Unexpectedly, there was no trace of worry on Merlin's face. He propped up his cheeks and crossed his legs, leisurely waiting for the final result.

They are all crazy. The old man of the forest sighed.

The audience in the square has also exploded and made a fuss, even triggering a large-scale protest; the ordinary people are so excited, not because they are concerned about the safety of the saints - they do not know the consequences of the world losing control. I was just dissatisfied with the signal being cut off after paying for the money, and I only got to watch the most exciting part.

The slightly knowledgeable nobles, dignitaries and church believers frowned, and everyone had complicated expressions. They were aware of what was going on inside, some were worried, others were secretly happy.

The projection of the legendary witch ‘Blue’ is out of control. That is the most violent, evil, and terrifying witch.

Although the child Ansu had some means of birth, after all, he was just a boy who had just turned sixteen. Being locked up in the same world as the Blue Witch, no one could imagine how miserable Ansu would end up.

Everyone has given up hope on Ansu; and in the area of ​​​​the great nobles, Earl Carlo is already preparing to have secret talks with the imperial family. Once something happens to his child in the Holy See exam, he will cut off the economic supply to the border front and open the border. authority, allowing the Secret Cult Legion to enter the empire.

He had already told Ansu not to join the Glory Holy See, there was no good person in it!

No one thought that Ansu could win. Maybe the Princess could survive the wrong world, but Ansu was determined that it was impossible - he was just a fourth-level ordinary warlock after all.

If he begged for mercy quickly enough, maybe the Blue Witch could leave his body intact.

Miss Enya bit her thin lips and looked indifferently at the astral terminal in the center of the church. There was no emotion in her dark black eyes. Her young master was on the other side of this terminal, suffering from the torture of a bad woman.

"Aww, I beg for mercy!"

The blue witch, Miss Bones, covered her tail vertebrae that had been whipped red by the holy light whip, and crystal tears rolled in her blue eyes. She sobbed, her tearful eyes filled with aggrievedness, and she raised her hands high to express surrender, "Don't Fight, Boss An, no, Master An, don’t fight!”

"I'm already a corpse!" Miss Bones protested, "If I continue to beat you, I won't even have a whole corpse!"

Ansu's face was calm, and he used one hand to use the holy light whip to make the tiger angry.

He has been obsessed with the traditional crafts of the Chaos Dynasty since he was a child. After these years of hard study, he has become quite accomplished in the fields of 'improving tool production efficiency and promoting commodity reuse trade'. , every move and every move shows the professional rigor of Daguo Heavy Industry, and it is full of details.

The whip fell, and the wailing sound was combined with the crackling sound of the whip and the snapping of bones, whether it was heavy or light, and the whipping was very rhythmic, as if what he was wielding was not a whip, but a musical instrument, and the whipping was no longer Miss Bones. , but a gong and drum.

When people see it, they can’t help but sigh, what an Ansu waist drum! As soon as he hammers it, he becomes violent, forgets his feelings, and loses his life!

That sense of beauty and artistry has transcended the level of the senses and composed the most unique song. Because traditional art comes from the local complex and needs to be close to the local atmosphere, Ansu calls this song a 'mud song'.

You are close to hell...

Luo Xiaohei's face was full of black lines as he stared at Ansu's upper line and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Fortunately, the little boy didn't give himself a gift.

One hundred strokes were over.

Miss Bones was whipped like a spinning top, spinning several times in a row, dizzy, and sitting on the ground with a slap. In addition to the pain, the wound also had a strange feeling. Being whipped on the spine in front of so many people was equivalent to being spanked.

——A strong sense of shame swept through her heart. She looked at Ansu with resentment. Couldn't she choose a place where no one was!

Or in front of her 19-year-old self, the overwhelming sense of shame almost swallowed Miss Bones!

Her cheeks were flushed, and her blue pupils were moist as if they were about to drip water. She was panting slightly, and a thin mist of water was lingering in the night sky.

Too shameful!

At this moment, her feelings for Ansu reached the most passionate level.

The prerequisite for the magic of "Resurrection of the Dead" was met.

The strategy was successful.

Ansu smiled with satisfaction. He was indeed a master of love game strategy. If you encounter a cold and arrogant female character who is impossible to conquer, just slap her in the face.

Strong emotions are the anchor that connects the dead souls and the summoners. They can lead the dead souls upstream from the long river of life and return to reality without getting lost on the other side. The reason why Ansu whipped so many whips is to ensure that the anchor point is more solid.

And shame is the strongest, most solid and most unforgettable emotion of all intelligent creatures. It is one of the best materials for anchor points.

Recall carefully, everyone has done embarrassing and stupid things when they were young and ignorant. Even if it has been ten or twenty years, these shameful emotions are still buried deep in the soul, and then on an ordinary night, the stupid human lying on the quilt suddenly remembered, and then rolled on the ground wrapped in the sheets and banged his head against the wall, wishing to strangle himself to death.

Shame is the most unforgettable emotion for intelligent creatures.

However, whether you can successfully skip class with this temporary method depends on your luck in the future.

"Well." Ansu bowed slightly and saluted Miss Bones, "Miss Bones, we'll see you later."

"I'll call your name."

Bone covered his still aching spine and looked at Ansu with resentment. He abandoned her just after using it. Before she could say anything, Ansu snapped his fingers lightly and released the magic supply for the 'Life Tribute'.

Once the summoning magic 'Life Tribute' is lifted, Miss Bones' soul will return to the long river of life, unable to survive in the world, and return to the confused and wandering world.

She can only wait quietly, waiting for Ansu to use another resurrection magic 'Resurrection of the Dead', using the newly acquired strong emotions as an anchor and traction, returning to reality in a more difficult and arduous way, and temporarily entering the body of the 'Saint of Dawn' - if she can do it.

The difficulty of resurrection magic is much higher than that of summoning magic, especially for beings of this level, the conditions are more demanding.

Whether she can complete this evil way of skipping class depends on her luck in the future.

This is the so-called "do your best and leave the rest to fate".

This shows the value of the Blue Witch's Soul Art. As the ultimate meaning of life magic, the Soul Art has almost no conditions and directly gives life to the undead, and can even be mass-produced.

After Ansu released the summoning magic, he took a breath and his face was a little pale. The magic value consumed by the gift of life was extremely high. In just a short while, he squeezed out more than half of the magic value he had just recovered.

He took a breath, raised his eyes, and looked at the skyline at the end of the Jimu. The pure white and blue had cut the world in half, and the errors of the world were constantly rising. Red warning characters were all over the red earth, cracked mountains and broken stars.

For evil players, errors (bugs) are double-edged swords.

Players can use a moderate amount of mistakes to escape the restriction of the rule of "only using holy light magic", but at the same time, they need to control the amount. Excessive mistakes will also devour players. Once the degree of collapse reaches 100%, the starry sky collapses, which will lead to real death.

Commonly known as, too many mistakes directly freeze the screen.

The battle between the Golden Kite Princess and the Blue Witch has already caused half of the sky to fall.

The Blue Witch watched her future self being beaten into a spinning top by Ansu. The unprecedented sense of shame completely invaded her heart. She could no longer suppress her appetite and couldn't wait to eat Ansu, the little born.

But despite this, she was stopped outside the Dawn Church.

But even the Blue Witch had to admit that Cersei's madness had reached a creepy level.

Obviously, her body had been attacked by the Dawn Ritual, and her magic power had been consumed by the army of living spirits. It was clearly like this. But she could not break through the pure white light.

This madman, once she has an obsession, once she has a goal, she will use any means without taboos, and she can burn endless crazy fires, which can ignite and devour the whole world, even if she has to devour herself first.

Despite this, Cersei was smiling.

"The seed of extreme evil is so pure that it is about to be corrected." She smiled, "It cannot be destroyed by a shameful technician. Extreme evil cannot be devoured by small evils. Extreme evil can only be erased by justice."

I am not a technician!

You crazy woman!

You raise a small bad seed, raise it into a big bad guy, and then kill it yourself. You use killing extreme evil to prove your absolute justice, and confuse the cause and effect to confuse people's minds. Are you a perverted person who cultivates?

Strange XP!

The Blue Witch's eyes were gray, and she had to admit that if the Imperial Princess was in her prime, with her hatred, even she would not be able to say that she could defeat her.

Countless legions of living beings poured into the pure white light, and then they were constantly bowed down, and the blood-red golden kites filled the entire sky.

but

The blue witch's eyes calmly stared at Cersei who was covered in blood. Everything ended here.

[The degree of world collapse, 96%]

We must seize the time

Ansu glanced at the sky one last time, turned around, and headed towards the ruined Dawn Church without looking back. Luo Xiaohei followed the young man with short legs, jumped up, and jumped onto his shoulders. He scratched the side of his face with his tail.

[Please fix the error factor]

[Remaining time: ten minutes]

The farthest sky was faintly glowing with warm light.

But no one knows that the light that is about to usher in this world will be the twilight of dusk or the dawn of dawn.

The eyes of the Saint of Chaos are getting brighter and more joyful. She can witness this level of chaos with her own eyes, and she can witness the collapse and destruction of a world with her own eyes, ushering in the end in the final dusk, or ushering in rebirth in the steps of desolate ruins. , are all desperate situations that make the Saint of Chaos extremely happy.

Ansu Morningstar.

She gently bit Ansu's earlobe, smelled it, and continued to let this saint watch.

Either be swallowed up by chaos, or reach the top of the ladder at the end of chaos.

This is more enjoyable than doing a hundred sets of "Holy Light Rush Secret Volume", then taking a sip of holy water with crushed ice, drinking eight bottles of holy water, and finally taking a puff of traditional holy cigarettes!

Can be listed by Luo Xiaohei as one of the "Top Three Most Happy and Chaotic Behaviors in Kittens"

Ansu punched the keycap Luo Xiaohei, causing his head to buzz. The head that loves kittens is also one of "Anzu's top three most enjoyable behaviors".

[The degree of world collapse, 97%]

He walked through the desolate ruins, passed through the broken stone pillars, crossed the broken and cracked church corridor, and came to the vast and grand statue of the Goddess of Glory. The statue was not damaged at all, and the majestic god stood tall in the sky. The end of the desolate world seemed to stand above the heaven on the other side of the clouds. He lowered his eyes and stared at the young man calmly.

In front of the statue, the golden lily 'Golden Kite' swayed slightly in the wind, as if swaying with the golden dawn; the holy girl with a perfect face was lying under the statue and in the sea of ​​flowers, her white spinning skirt spread like flowers. Open, her chest rose and fell slightly, as if she was still alive and just having a long, long dream.

The young man came to the holy body, his blue eyes as deep as the sea, reflecting the latter's face.

The idol emitted endless holy light, which poured into the young man's body to replenish the magic power he consumed. Thanks to the blessings of these holy lights, he was able to use the 'Resurrection of the Dead' for a long time, constantly calling for bones in the long river of life. Miss.

"The blue witch who subverts life,"

The young man opened his thin lips and recited prayers softly - these prayers were also what Miss Bones once told Ansu, and she only told him one person. Prayer words can also be anchored, and can be used for both summoning and for resuscitation.

The more influential a being is in history, the clearer and more effective its anchor words will be.

This is also one of the reasons why Ansu is confident. As a demigod of the Secret Cult of Life, the Blue Witch is originally from the life system. Because of her characteristics, she is easier to be temporarily summoned and temporarily revived than other factions.

Especially when Ansu has mastered the secret prayer, has strong emotions, and has an endless supply of holy light.

Without one condition, the ceremony would be impossible to complete.

"A dark priest from ancient times."

The young man looked at the Saint of Dawn and said in a calm and calm tone, "I call your name——"

The vast holy light gathered bit by bit, converging on the body of the Holy Maiden of Dawn. The light paved the way and turned into a channel to extradite the dead souls. Ansu stood on the boundless sea of ​​light road and stretched out towards the other shore. hand.

“May you awaken from your eternal sleep.”

He stared at the end of the long river of life. The light turned into a bridge at this moment, and the strong emotions left behind were the lighthouses in the long river, leading the path of the dead.

——"Ansu Morningstar invites you to join the world."

The Holy Maiden of Dawn lay quietly in the ocean of light, in the sea of ​​brilliant golden kites, with her snow-white eyes closed, seemingly unresponsive. The blue dusk has arrived, covering this broken and wrong world.