Chapter 276 The Saint Returning to the Morning Star

Ansu looked at the Saint of Dawn, who was still bathing in the sea of ​​holy light. Her delicate profile reflected the halo of dusk, and her long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, just like the branches of a sycamore tree swaying in late autumn. Every tremor represented vitality and vigor.

Ansu could feel that he had vaguely connected the existence of the Azure Witch from the long river of life, but this emotional anchor was still not strong enough to revive her.

But despite this, Miss Bones still did not wake up from the holy body of the Saint of Dawn.

Later, even her eyebrows did not tremble.

Miss Bones was still bound by the long river of life, wandering in the endless whirlpool of life.

"Meow."

Luo Xiaohei rushed to the cheek of the Saint of Dawn and gently touched the latter's cheek with her claws. She looked back at Ansu, pointed at Ansu with her tail, and held her belly to laugh.

It seems that this shame is not strong enough. I have said that I will let this Saint whip me another hundred times!

It was rare for her to see Xiaosheng being humiliated, but before she could make a sound, she heard a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and the sky shattered for several kilometers.

Large pieces of leaden night fragments fell down, hitting this broken world and the center of the Dawn Church. The night in the fragments splashed up, and the Dawn Church, which was already in ruins, completely fell into the darkness, without a trace of light.

[World Error Degree, 98%]

When the error reaches this point, even the most basic rules of the church world will collapse.

Unless the biggest error factor is completely killed, the degree of collapse will continue to rise.

Luo Xiaohei turned around and looked at the holy stone statue of the Goddess of Light, but saw a little crack cracking from the cheek of the statue, and the jade fragments peeled off layer by layer, and the "holy light" that could be supplied endlessly disappeared at this moment.

The Dawn Church has been destroyed, and this glorious statue is the last cornerstone of this world.

In the fragments of the sky, the Blue Witch stood in the starry sky with a smile, raised her index finger towards the statue of the Goddess of Light, and her gorgeous demon pupils gathered brilliant light——

What is the Blue Witch doing? The Blue Witch is stealing the tower!

The fountain was smashed!

Luo Xiaohei meowed, and she looked at Ansu, meowing, someone has stolen it at home, and you are still resurrecting here?

The Blue Witch tore open the fragile sky of Naraku again, and large pieces of the sky fell down and hit everyone; the art of living souls penetrated the earth, and countless dead souls were given life. They chanted the name of the blue, crawled out of the abyss, and bowed to their lord.

The blue pupils reflected the whole world, whether it was Cersei, Luo Xiaohei, or even the remains of the saint with slightly twitching eyelashes, every heartbeat, every breath, fell into the eyes of this witch one by one.

And Ansu's behavior. He tried to stuff her soul into the body of Holy Light, but it was in vain.

What a cute child.

She had had enough of this ridiculous humiliation.

It was over. The Blue Witch had a cold smile on her lips. She would completely destroy the goddess' blessing of this world, causing the church world to degenerate into an ownerless border world, and the soul of the saint would completely die in this world.

By then, Blue would completely devour Morning Star, crushing every piece of his skin, swallowing his fingers and toes into her stomach.

She seemed to be able to smell the smell of the boy's soul. She could no longer suppress this instinctive "appetite". This feeling was so intense that as long as she devoured his body and soul, even if she was a projection of history, she would become real through this meal.

[World Error Degree, 98.5%]

Cersei also felt the blessing of glory fading rapidly. She frowned slightly and felt a strong discomfort in her body. A huge cut was made in her abdomen by the stitches, and blood gushed out;

Without the blessing, these wounds are difficult to heal, and the magic power of the whole body is almost exhausted. Both the soul and the spirit are a little weak.

This is the first time that Her Majesty has been injured to this extent, and the first time she has felt such pain. She feels very happy.

However, if the church world completely loses control and becomes a border world, then it will really die.

In the church world belonging to the true god, if the body dies but the soul is still there, it will be revived by the blessing of the goddess, and finally just lose memory; in the ownerless border world, the death of the body is the real death.

Ansu Cersei looked back at the boy standing in front of the statue. She could see what Ansu wanted to do.

First, he summoned the blue undead with summoning magic, then beat the undead to leave her with a psychological shadow, and finally contacted summoning magic, using this psychological shadow as an anchor to find the blue, cleverly bypassing the restrictions, and using resurrection magic to temporarily revive the blue witch into the body of the Dawn Saint.

Summoning and resurrection can be used in this way. This is a strange magic combination, even Cersei has never seen it before.

However, that's it?

If he just came up with a plan that was just this, which could only be regarded as a plan based on luck, then this boy was just like this, and Cersei was disappointed with this.

This level of emotional anchor can only contact the witch at most, and can't revive her at all.

Too fanciful.

Neither paying any price nor making any sacrifices, always in a safe area, relying on cleverness and fantasy to try to make miracles come true. If Ansu only does this, Cersei will be disappointed from the bottom of her heart.

Evil without awareness is as fragile as hypocritical goodness. He could never be the only one worthy of being hunted by her all his life.

This kid is still not crazy enough.

Leave before the world completely collapses.

Cersei gradually lost interest. She didn't want to accompany this child on any more adventures. His cleverness had come to an end. When Cersei thought this, she saw Ansu slowly raise his head.

He showed a calm smile, without any trace of frustration or loss, and his blue pupils were as clear as lakes. It was clear that the world was about to collapse in front of him, but Ansu could still laugh out loud.

[The degree of world collapse, 99%]

Bones couldn't wake up, which was actually something Ansu could predict.

The chips he prepared were too few. Resurrection of the dead was just a high-level magic. Even if the Blue Witch was a saint specializing in life, it would be easy to revive her. Even if she had mastered the anchor words and infinite supply of holy light, she still wanted to temporarily revive the person. Great Witch, this is still not enough.

On this basis, the emotional anchor that had been whipped a hundred times could only allow Bones to feel itself in the long river of life, and could not respond to Ansu's expectations.

But that's all Ansu wants to achieve.

Make it possible for the bones to feel it, hear it, and smell it.

His smile became calmer and calmer. If you want to complete a resurrection ceremony of this level, you must prepare large enough chips and large enough sacrifices. Luo Xiaohei looked at the smile at the corner of Ansu's mouth, and she seemed to have thought of something. His eyes widened slightly.

The strongest, most intense emotion in the world.

Emotions that are stronger than the acquired emotions such as [Shame] or [Hate] for living beings,

They all originate from the instinct of life,

It is an emotion that is possessed by all living beings since birth. No matter high or low, whether human or insect, it is the root emotion that cannot be separated from. It is the desire blessed by the Mother Goddess, which can transcend life and death.

That root feeling is called——

【appetite】

From the very beginning, Bones, the Holy Maiden of Life, had harbored the strongest emotions in the world for Ansu, but she chose to ignore it just because of the influence of the summons.

What Ansu has to do is to awaken this emotion.

The crimson color in Luo Xiao's black eyes reached its maximum at this moment. The Saint of Chaos watched Ansu's actions with joy on her face. At this moment, she only felt that the chaos had reached its peak - but Seeing the young man's face calm, he took out a sharp alchemy knife and slashed it towards his own neck with a smile on his face!

Blood spurted out in an instant, and his body became weaker and weaker, but Ansu's smile became calmer.

"Priest of life from ancient times——"

His hands were already covered with his own blood, and the thick cursed blood exuded a strange fragrance. The young man walked unsteadily in front of the Holy Maiden of Dawn, lowered his body slightly, approached the latter's thin lips, and whispered softly.

Undetectable, the fingers of the body trembled slightly.

The smell of delicious children can even be smelled by the 'Mother Goddess of Life' above the starry sky.

"I call your name."

He was like a real high priest of life, performing the most grand resuscitation ceremony in history. All his actions were flawless, and all operations were flawless. First, he smeared the throat blood of the living sacrifice onto the living corpse. Using his forehead, lips, and nose, he dug out the blood from the victim's lungs and poured it down the living corpse's throat. Then, he dug open the living sacrifice's chest, took out the heart, and let the heart blood drip onto the living corpse. Eyes.

All the processes of the young man were in perfect accordance with the traditional resurrection ceremony, except for one exception, that is, the sacrifice of this resurrection ceremony was himself as the host.

The best chef is to make his own food.

"madman!"

Even from such a distance, the Blue Witch could smell the intoxicating fragrance. She watched coldly as Ansu cut himself apart and fed the precious blood and flesh to the dead Saint of Dawn, and then Gritting his teeth tightly.

Those are my blood, those are my flesh!

You are not allowed to eat it! Canlan wanted to stop Ansu's wasteful behavior immediately, so she mobilized all the magic power in her body and poured it all towards the Dawn Church, but was blocked by the pale magic barrier;

Cersei, who was already bored, stood in front of her again. She was covered in blood, but her eyes were shining with excitement. When she felt the expressionless Ansu cutting her body, her pupils burst out with a morbid look. Crazy -

That's how it should be, that's how it should be!

Ansu Morningstar, this is how you should be!

Let's go crazy together to the end of the world!

It turns out that the dawn and the blue are not sewn together, but the dawn, the blue, and the morning stars are all brought together.

The god-given body of Saint Dawn is a treasure in the Orthodox Church; while Ansu's cursed body is a jade treasure to the Esoteric Cult, from toes to hair, far more than Shuguang. body!

Once light and darkness merge, it becomes chaos in the world.

[The degree of world collapse, 99%]

Ansu's face was so pale that it was almost transparent. Due to the loss of too much blood, he could hardly stand still. Without his heart and five internal organs, he only relied on unimaginable willpower to support his body and complete this final battle. Ritual - Use your body as an anchor to sacrifice to the undead in the sea of ​​life.

But after the ritual is completed, by then, his physical body will die.

Ansu also sacrificed his body to the Mother Goddess of Life in the Painful Cadre School of the Church World. Finally, under the protection and blessing of the Righteous God, his soul was resurrected when he returned. But the situation this time was completely different from last time. This time it was a real fight for life.

Once the degree of world collapse reaches 100%, the church world will fall into a border world, and the souls of saints will be annihilated along with the death of the physical body.

The only chance to survive is to kill the biggest mistake in the world - the Blue Witch - at the last moment of dusk before the world completely collapses.

In this way, the soul can escape.

Anzu can win the world and more.

Everything, or nothing.

Ansu wants to use everything he can use. Everything is a ladder for him to climb upward. No matter mistakes or chaos, even his own life is just a step in this long ladder, nothing more!

Crazy!

Not only Cersei, but also Elf, the Saint of Chaos, thinks Ansu is a complete madman. This kid looks gentle and has an innocent smile, but in fact he is crazier than anyone else!

"A dark priest from ancient times."

His trachea has been cut, and he is speaking with his soul.

Ansu used his body as a sacrifice and entered the Saint of Dawn. Through the resurrection ceremony, he merged with the blue who was lost in the long river of life. His flesh and blood entered the soul of the Blue Witch, and the revolving lantern As if walking through that vast life.

From the moment she awakened the Blue Demon Eye to her parents and relatives dying for it, no one could look at her anymore. All those who were close to her were devoured by the Demon Eye. Therefore, the Blue Witch joined the Secret Cult of Life, not because of hatred, but because Want to love.

The Blue Witch is looking for someone who can catch her eye. But she didn't find it, everyone was swallowed by the evil eye, and she became the most evil woman in this chaotic era. She eventually died, and the color in her once blue eyes faded.

But at this moment, those confused and faded eyes, like the gray-white night, reflected the figure again.

"Ansu Morningstar calls your name——"

Morning stars envelope this world, hanging in the gray sky, and the navy blue starlight refills this empty and monotonous world.

Filled her eyes.

The young man stood in the blue, under the starlight, stretched out his hand to her, and extended an invitation to her like a master——

"I call your name."

Ansu Morningstad recited the last prayer,

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

The long river of life paused for a short time. With the instinctive appetite of living creatures, Canlan took hold of the hand offered by the young man. Her eyes were lowered, and she knelt on the ground with bare feet, like an apostle swearing an oath to the Lord, with her cheek close to the back of the young man's hand. , thin lips slightly opened, exhaling warm breath.

Use a bite instead of a kiss on the hand.

Blood and flesh splashed at the same time, and Ansu watched calmly as the Blue Witch ate up all the sacrifices. This contract of flesh and blood from the soul was the proof of joining the world and the oath of surrender.

"The deceased." He and Canglan said together, "Susui."

[The degree of error in the world, 99%]

[The degree of world error, percent.]

[The original world line has been repaired, and world errors have begun to decrease! 】

[The degree of error in the world, ninety-eight percent, ninety-seven percent, ninety percent]

【Dawn wakes up! 】

[Error factor is decreasing]

[You have aroused the resentful gaze of the Mother Goddess of Life]

The next moment, the glorious saint of this world, or the saint of life, opened her eyes. She belongs to both the glorious dawn and the dark dusk, but the newly born she is neither a saint of the Holy See of Glory nor a saint of the Holy See of Life.

The morning star is the so-called morning star. It was born in the night but fell in the day, so it neither belongs to the day nor to the night.

She is the saint of light and darkness, she is the saint who belongs exclusively to Morning Star, and she is the saint who belongs exclusively to Anzu——

Saint of the Morning Star.

Miss Bones opened her eyes, and the beauty of those eyes was beyond reality. It was thrillingly reflected in the depths of everyone's souls and could never be forgotten again.

The left eye is the blue of the Blue Witch, and the right eye is the navy blue of the Morning Star!