Chapter 279 Then, the Day Dawned (5500 Words, End of This Volume)

Dusk stopped.

The heaven and earth are extremely clear at this moment, the stars are slowly flowing along the outline of the broken sky, the sacred door of heaven is opened, splashing time into this dark and desolate world, the clear children's voice of the choir sounds from deep inside the door, Singing the dawn of the goddess and explaining the mystery of time.

"One thought, ninety moments, nine hundred births and deaths."

"Born, gone, changed, destroyed."

"All actions are impermanent, and all dharmas have no self."

Ms. Cang Lan’s head was pounding when she heard this. What kind of glorious angel is this?

Did you come back from studying abroad?

She looked towards the sky, towards the depths of the gate of heaven——

The Judgment Angel of Morning Star was born from the depths of time. Twelve black and white wings spread out in the sky, half falling in the night and half falling in the day. He slightly opened his navy blue eyes, looked down at the world, and slowly He raised his slender white index finger and judged the creatures on the ground with time.

Absolute sanctity and justice.

The first magic circuit of Holy Light Judgment, the standard for judging is [souls whose appearance is lower than Anzu], whether it is Bishop Radha with long scarlet hair, or His Majesty Merlin with smooth long hair, an angel of absolute justice. The lady thought they were not as handsome as Ansu, so she shaved their heads.

There is no intention to discriminate against other people's appearance, or to look at faces superficially, and it is impossible to have any lower thoughts.

As a glorious apostle, the Judgment Angel is absolutely sacred and dignified, just like the astral messenger in the starry sky, adhering to the idea of ​​absolute neutrality.

The judgment standard for the second magic circuit is——

[Any existence whose soul age is no less than that of the caster will not be able to pass the judgment of the Judgment Angel (a maximum of two people can be judged at the same time)]

In short, creatures older than Ansu cannot pass this judgment.

Ansu is now sixteen years old, so old people over the age of sixteen are not exempt.

Similarly, this does not mean any discrimination against the elderly. The guardian angel is absolutely sacred and dignified. He is not the kind of lower angel who likes to look at faces as well as children.

As the embodiment of the divine, He has no such blasphemous and inferior mortal thoughts. At the same time, He simply thinks that good-looking, preferably younger, children should smell good.

All in all, angels are absolutely divine and dignified.

Unfortunately, Miss Blue Witch, who is already nineteen years old, naturally fell into the trap.

The Judgment Angel chuckled and looked at Cang Lan, the old aunt, with regretful eyes.

And even though you are such an old man, you still imitate the speech of a child. I am really not ashamed.

"." Although the Judgment Angel cannot speak, Miss Canlan always feels that his eyes are quite rude.

Miss Canglan sighed softly, today was really the most humiliating day in Miss Canglan's nineteen years of invincibility.

She felt that the second disease would be cured in advance.

[One hundred percent], [Ninety-nine percent], [One hundred percent], [Ninety-nine percent].

Ignoring the angel below, Miss Witch silently watched the world seem to jump sideways in the boundary between life and death, flashing back and forth, her face expressionless.

This is like being in the Magic Network Library in the Kingdom of Chaos. Because she did not have a recharged membership, the download of magic book resources would always stay at 99%. No matter how she loaded it, it would never reach 100%!

There is no doubt that this is the greatest torture in history. After all the hard work and energy invested in waiting, in the end it cannot achieve 100% reality. However, it still gives you a little hope, as if you can download it if you try a few more times.

But you will always be in a cycle of struggle!

Can this level of thought about birth really be designed by humans?

The witch girl really wanted to take apart Ansu's head and see what was inside, but she actually came up with this kind of sacred magic that was purely torturing.

As the highest magic that living things can currently achieve, sacred magic will faintly touch the laws of the world and achieve quite terrifying effects.

Also known as the ‘miracle of the gods’

For example, the Blue Witch's 'Living Spirit Technique' touches the law of life and can directly give life to the dead, making it a living spirit, and then sacrifice it through the magic eye. Repeatedly, it becomes a perpetual motion machine for sacrifice. During this, she can continuously accumulate tiny blessings. The longer the battle lasts, the stronger the witch lady will be.

Another example is the Chaos Witch's 'Chaos Judgment', which combines the Law of Chaos, and its effect is simple and crude. The weak one is fixed damage, and the strong one is percentage. It ignores the rank and directly deducts half of the enemy's health points.

But when it comes to Anzu's sacred magic, the painting style becomes strange.

Is the level of Holy Light Judgment high?

The quality is indeed very high, and it has slightly touched the realm of time.

But is it lethal?

More subtle.

This is purely designed to torture people!

The blue witch looked at Ansu in the form of Morning Star with an expressionless face, because the magic power consumed by the holy level magic was quite terrifying, especially when it involved the time domain——

Therefore, when Morning Star rewinds the enemy's body time, he also needs to rewind his own body time at the same time and return to the full magic reserve. Otherwise, he will not have enough magic power to use 'Holy Light Judgment' multiple times, let alone use other offensive magic. .

The second circuit of the Holy Light Trial is not an attack type of magic, but more like a life-saving magic, or it can be said to be the most powerful control magic in the history of control magic.

Because of this magic restriction, both Blue Witch and Ansu were imprisoned by the cage of time and space. They were trapped in the cycle of this second, endless reincarnation.

In the time cage of one second, what they can do is quite limited.

If it is placed in a special scene, such as a one-to-many team battle, and Ansu has one or two teammates to assist, then the lethality of this 'Judgment of Holy Light' will increase exponentially.

But unfortunately, it's a one-on-one battle now.

The only teammate, the peak saint Cersei Milton, has been eaten by Ansu, the bodyguard. As long as Ansu maintains this time magic, Ansu will never be able to win.

Of course, one can never fail, it seems.

They are all trapped.

In the infinite loop of this second, the Blue Witch made many attempts to break free from the time prison; she tried to use the art of living spirit to create a massive army of living spirits. Look at the army of living spirits. Can she get around the restriction of 'only two people can be judged', but she failed.

In the angel's judgment, the vitality she gave to the living spirit army was also part of the 'Blue Witch'. It would naturally return after one second passed. The living spirit army that had lost their vitality fell to the ground one after another, turning into bodies one after another. Their corpses melted into the dust.

She tried to kill Anzu by directly destroying the world.

But this is also invalid, because she is the biggest mistake in the world, and all the damage she has caused to the world will also be part of the bug, and will eventually be restored by the trial, and the world's chaos will be reversed.

But the blue witch came to understand. Through the blue magic eyes, she had seen through the truth of everything: Holy Light Judgment and Time are definitely not invincible, and this magic is definitely not so beyond the standard.

Let alone allow Anzu to remain invincible forever.

The world exists in this second, in a continuous cycle of sit-ups and sit-ups.

The same goes for the life of Ansu's soul, which lives and dies with this world. Because the church world has fallen, the blessing of the saint's soul is gone. The church world is restored, and the soul blessing is back.

Although his consciousness fell into the eyes of the Morning Star Saint, his soul body still stood on the bank of the long river of life.

At one moment he was on the verge of death, and at another he was revived. His soul was jumping back and forth on the boundary between life and death, seeing his mother-in-law back and forth. As soon as his front foot fell into the long river of life, his back foot was returned to a second ago. Be fished out of the river of life.

The cycle goes on and on, jumping and landing again, landing and jumping again.

The undead brothers who have just wandered in the long river of life have not completely lost their personality. From the ancestors in the previous life to the newcomers in the later generations, from the heroic saints of the past generations to the leaders of the demonic path in each life, hundreds of millions of souls are all the same. He raised his head in bewilderment, witnessing this scene that could be described as a ghostly beast with doubts on his face.

Holy shit, this young man.

Where did the athlete come from?

Actually practicing diving in the long river of life!

What a talent!

No matter it is the future, the present, or the past, living beings from ancient times to the present have never seen such a talented person. He can be selected as the best chaotic wizard of the year.

They have never seen such cruel work!

I have practiced diving for the rest of my life. Is this a place where I can come and swim casually?

Countless demigods and heroic spirits can be sure that this child is definitely not a mortal. If he can swim in such a place, he may have broken through the level of demigods and reached the realm of 'true god' that no one has ever touched.

A boss of this level was afraid that they would be bored on the way to death, so he came to give them a diving performance. It was really touching and approachable. The demigods and undead clapped and cheered, applauding Boss Anzu's diving performance.

At this moment, Cersei arrived.

Her situation was the same as Ansu's. The world collapsed. Without the goddess's protection of her soul, she fell into the river of life again and again with a face full of silence.

“It’s still tandem diving!”

The cheers of the demigods became even more enthusiastic.

“The bosses are so awesome!”

Although they seemed happy - things were not going well for Anzu.

Ansu died repeatedly and seemed to be resurrected. His soul was constantly contaminated by the water of the long river of life, feeling the confusion of life and the tranquility of death. His consciousness became increasingly weak and fragile. In the endless cycle, he felt To the longest criminal law.

Dying and resurrecting, falling from the cliff of life to the abyss of death, endless loop, falling forever.

Just like the structure of Naraku's world. In the interpretation of the secret language, "Naraku" means "falling into hell", also known as the endless hell, which is constantly struggling from destruction and rebirth. In the secret language, this is equivalent to the Naraku trial in the myth.

[Naru] is the never-ending falling.

According to the legendary records in the "Holy Code", the Naraku Trial is a must-pass trial in the long stages of becoming a god. Mortals who pass the Naraku Trial may not necessarily be able to reach the final stage of becoming a god, but all true gods must pass the Naraku Trial.

Of course, this is just a ridiculous fairy tale.

No matter how deep the obsession is, people's consciousness will be completely dissipated in this infinite dissolution. Even Ansu couldn't survive this endless torture.

And Miss Canglan undoubtedly saw this.

She stared at the Morning Star Saint in front of her with a smile. Although her life was not damaged in the cycle again and again, the luster on her right eye had become darker and darker, showing a dark color.

The balance of victory has tilted towards her.

She has endless time to wait, waiting for Ansu's will to be exhausted, and finally give up the time cycle; as a projection of the witch lady, she has been waiting for countless tens of thousands of years, so this period of time is not a big deal.

The cage created by Ansu has only trapped himself from beginning to end!

She is the only one who will always be invincible.

Her blue magic eyes reach directly to the long river of life, watching Ansu being washed by the long river of life again and again, and the will to live is gradually washed away by the river of death. His eyes are getting more and more empty, his expression is getting more and more stiff, and the blue light is gradually disappearing.

The light of the morning star is getting thinner and thinner.

In the ancient country far away in the East, there is an idiom called "sparse as the morning star", and there is also a proverb that says "the morning star is sparse, and the morning light is shining again". The closer to dawn, the rarer the morning star is, the thinner the light is, the more unable to maintain its brightness, and the more unable to persist.

Finally, it was swallowed up in the glory of the day.

When the light of dawn comes, it is the time when the morning star dies; the stars in the night will never wait for dawn.

In this case, why should he continue to struggle? The blue witch looked at Ansu curiously.

Ansu was falling, falling continuously. And rising continuously, and then falling continuously.

I can't remember how many times the "holy light trial" has been repeated, how many times it has been cycled in this second, and how many times the world has been restarted, maybe hundreds of times, maybe thousands of times, maybe tens of thousands of times?

Maybe the real time of reality has passed a whole day, but Ansu is trapped in the time cage he created with his own hands, struggling, confused, and falling forever.

Anzu looked back at Cersei who was falling with him, but found that the latter had closed her eyes, her pure white pupils were a little empty, and her crazy flame seemed to be extinguished by the unlimited fall.

But only Anzu could decide whether to stop this fall,

and what he chose was——

Continue to fall into the abyss.

Continue to fall.

Sink his mind, soul, and even will into the endless abyss.

The demigod heroes who were watching in the long river of life also gradually realized that something was wrong. They saw the level of Anzu's soul. Surprisingly, this boy was not even a demigod.

They gradually stopped cheering and fell into silence.

The boy's soul was only at the level of a saint.

And the magic power was even weaker.

It was just the fourth level, the fourth level that could be seen everywhere. In their lifetime, it was just an ordinary saint who would not even bother to look at.

"He's just a fourth-level saint, and he doesn't seem to be that old."

"We still care so much about him, we are really old and blind."

The demigod ancestors shook their heads. They really made a mistake. They sneered at Ansu's rank, and they also realized that he could only maintain this strange state through some special magic.

But as he continued to fall, their thoughts slowly changed.

He was obviously just a fourth-level mortal, and obviously just a child who was not even a demigod. Why could he keep falling and struggling, unwilling to be swallowed by the long river of life, unwilling to give up.

From the initial astonishment, to disdain, to doubt, and finally back to astonishment.

"The child is still falling"

"Why doesn't he give up?"

"How many times?"

"Four thousand, five thousand?"

"It's already ten thousand times, and the girl who was with him has lost consciousness."

"But this boy is still awake, not confused..."

Ansu has been struggling and falling. Although his eyes have dimmed, he still keeps his eyes open and struggles to open them.

No one can understand, not even the Blue Witch. She stares at Ansu's soul through the Blue Demon Eyes and falls into silence.

Time has cycled more than 20,000 times, and this second of falling has been repeated more than 20,000 times, but Ansu is still falling forever, and the faint light of the morning star is falling towards the deepest part of the world, endlessly and without hesitation.

This "holy light trial" is not judging the Blue Witch, but judging Ansu again.

It's like this exam, Merlin, the ruler of heaven, is deliberately judging Ansu.

Ansu still did not choose to stop the Holy Light Judgment, nor did he stop the fall, because, for the evil way that does everything, everything in the world is his ladder to rise.

Mistakes are the ladder to rise, chaos is also the ladder to rise,

Falling is also the ladder to rise.

Always try, always fail, always fall.

Always try, always fail, always rise.

Falling into the abyss at the deepest part of the world is to climb towards the heaven at the highest point of the world!!

Endless falling is endless rising!

And the Morning Star that fell into the night has risen to the final dawn!

"Twenty-one thousand six hundred times."

Morning Star whispered, lowering his eyes, the dark blue light in his right eye was already thin and almost transparent, he whispered, "I repeated it twenty-one thousand six hundred times, that is, twenty-one thousand six hundred seconds is exactly six hours."

"And the normal time to hold another dawn ceremony is also exactly six hours."

Morning Star's voice was intermittent, "Although the Dawn Ritual is ineffective for the living spirits you created, it should be effective for you, because you are just a projection of history. You are not really alive, and it still restrains you."

"Especially at this time-now that you are controlled by the holy magic."

"What?" The Blue Witch blinked her eyes, the Dawn Ritual?

Why mention the Dawn Ritual.

The Dawn Ritual has obviously failed, and even Cersei, the host, is dead?

Wait, her attention seems to be drawn away by Ansu, she seems to be misled. What's wrong.

From the beginning, the Blue Witch thought it was just a duel, so Ansu's Holy Light Judgment could only trap herself. But what if this is not actually a duel?

The balance is about to be broken by a third party outside the world cage

The Blue Witch slightly widened her eyes.

She has always ignored the most fatal detail, where did the silly, harmless little black cat go?

Morning Star raised his head, which had been hanging down all the time. His soul was still falling in the long river of life, but his will raised his head in this body.

This was the only time that Anzu rose in the 21,600 times of falling.

"I have a cat. It is a magic genius that is no less than Cersei."

"It has drunk holy water, and it has also bathed in the holy light of the goddess in front of the statue, which shows that it has not been rejected by the goddess. It has promised to help me because it thinks it is interesting."

The young man smiled, and the smile seemed to be glowing.

His voice was very light, but it fell into the ears of the blue witch, but it was as heavy as the sky.

"It likes to read."

"The book I like to read most now is--"

Anzu, or Morning Star, raised his eyes and smiled to welcome the first ray of dawn in this broken world.

"Ancient books of holy light."

From the distant ruins, from the ruined temple, from the glorious and glorious statue, a joyful cat cry came, as if awakening the clear morning of this world, the dawn poured out, and bloomed the brightest dawn.

"Meow——"

Then the sky brightened.

The star from the night, after 21,600 falls, rose to his morning.