Chapter 269: Final Stage, Blue Witch

[Forty minutes left before dawn]

The thin twilight completely faded at the end of the long night. The sky gradually became clear. Layer after layer of clouds spread out along the pale blue plain, slowly being stained with a hazy yellow color. When the dawn was about to come, it was also the darkest moment of the long night.

The dead fortress at the end of Jimu exuded a cold breath. Countless stitched lives were refreshed in the non-existent temple. They were waiting to come out together and tear the Dawn Church into pieces.

In order to prevent the evil stitched lives from harming the Dawn Saint, Ansu thoughtfully used the remaining alchemical materials to add a few more locks on the Holy Light Wall to ensure that the doors and windows were locked. The Dawn Saint could complete her ritual with peace of mind, and then she was relieved.

The mosquito net is ready.

This is how the exquisite princess prays.

Ansu, the guardian knight, first covered the church's light-transmitting glass with an alchemical eye mask to prevent light from leaking through, perfected the wall of holy light, and made mosquito nets to ensure that no one could disturb the exquisite princess. Then he lit a druid's life incense on the windowsill as the core outfit - life incense.

Life incense can activate the vitality of living beings and stimulate their spirits. It is a positive amplification, so it can pass the judgment of the wall of holy light and ensure that all creatures inside have strong excitement.

All the details are perfect.

Ansu, who was conscientious and responsible, clapped his hands and admired the fruits of his labor with a smile on his face.

Luo Xiaohei looked at Ansu's series of smooth operations with fear and swallowed a mouthful of saliva gently.

Under normal circumstances, the flower fairy would naturally not be able to hurt the saint princess, but now the princess is in a special state where she cannot be disturbed. The buzzing roar of the flower fairy alone is enough to kill people!

Now the mosquito is also lit with stimulants!

Being locked in the mosquito net with mosquitoes, Luo Xiaohei couldn't imagine what kind of torture this was. Ansu was lucky to invent such a creative way of execution!

But the nobles outside didn't know what Ansu did in private. They looked at the boy with great appreciation and expressed satisfaction with the latter's meticulous protection. Although this child was a little bit naive in doing things on weekdays, he at least respected the royal family enough.

With training and good guidance, he will definitely become the leader of the new generation of righteousness.

The girls in the Chastity Church were even more amazed by Ansu's small details. Some of them had taken out their notebooks and decided to copy down Ansu's outfit process. When they go to the church to pray and worship next time, they will have a set of outfits like the princess, which must be quite exquisite.

Most of the alchemists were curious about what kind of peculiar alchemical materials Ansu's small bag was, and it could hold so many utensils.

In short, Ansu's smooth operation won the favor and curiosity of most people.

It seems that this little girl has really turned over a new leaf and become a good person.

This time, Her Majesty has won. Everyone smiled with satisfaction.

[The third stage of the attack is coming]

The sky is turning pale, dawn is coming, and the sky is about to brighten, but Cersei's vision of the light changes outside is not clear, because the windows of the Dawn Church are covered with black cloth by Ansu.

But she knows that the sky is about to dawn.

Most of the church area is relatively dim, only in front of the statue is bright, the Dawn Ceremony has reached the final stage. After all is completed, the vast holy light blessed by the Kingdom of Heaven will destroy all the disasters in the world.

Although the celestial messenger reminded her that this is only the "third stage", Cersei knows that this is the last stage.

Because her ceremony is about to be completed and enter the last step.

So far, things are going well.

Cersei's calculations were not bad. Ansu relied on the holy light supply of the statue and his own skills to successfully resist the attacks of the first and second stages, and even defeated the headquarters of the cult - this surprised and even amazed Cersei.

But he did not successfully demolish the temple of the cult, and did not cut off the next few stages.

This was the only chance for Ansu to score more than himself, but unfortunately he failed. However, according to Cersei's prediction, perhaps Merlin, the god of law, did not design a way to demolish the temple.

In any case, Ansu lost this only chance.

The scores of the first two stages will be given to Ansu, and he can also get a good score.

As long as the Dawn Ritual is completed, all the stitched lives will die, and the Dead Castle will be destroyed in advance from the historical concept, which means that the remaining four stages of the attack on the world line are all wiped out, and all the remaining influences will be attributed to Cersei, and the world achievements she can achieve will surely surpass the "Dawn Saint" in history.

According to Cersei's calculations, after Anzu survived the first two stages, his Holy Light supply would be cut off; without supplies, Anzu would have difficulty and barely survived the third stage of attack, or even be unable to resist.

Even so, the third stage of stitched life would find it difficult to break through the "Wall of Holy Light" in a short period of time.

Once they broke the barrier, Cersei's ritual would be completed.

Cersei lowered her snow-white eyes slightly, her face calm, thinking about all aspects of the plan, making sure there were no errors or omissions in it. She knew Ansu would never give up, so Cersei deliberately placed herself on the Wall of Light. Leaving a back door, if a sudden change occurred, she would give up the dawn ceremony and evacuate out of the church instantly to avoid the annihilating backlash of the holy light of heaven.

Then, kill everything in sight with your own hands.

As long as all the esoteric and orthodox religions are illuminated by one's own hands, the dawn ceremony can be regarded as completed.

But this is also the worst outcome. Cersei is unwilling to do this, or must endure not to do this, because this is a live broadcast.

Cersei lowered her eyes slightly, a slightly crazy light flashing in her pure white pupils. She checked every link again and found nothing missing. After confirming that nothing was missing, she gently closed her eyes. The next process was quite Importantly, she must put down all her thoughts, gather all her soul, and devote herself to the ritual process.

Forcibly compressing the original six-hour dawn ceremony to three hours was not such an easy task.

There must be no distraction, otherwise the ceremony will fail, the holy light will be annihilated, and the altar will explode.

Meditate

Cersei's soul instantly calmed down, like a blue and clear lake, calm and without a trace of color. She knelt and sat in front of the statue, with the pure white saint's skirt folded into some folds. Her slender white limbs were interlaced and placed on her chest. Her thin lips like cherry blossoms opened softly, and she softly chanted prayers.

Before entering a state of selflessness, she vaguely noticed what Ansu did outside the door, but apart from her perception of the outside world, she was not very clear. The wall of holy light directly blocked all sounds from the outside world, allowing Cersei will not be disturbed. Her soul settled in the ocean of holy light, gathered all consciousness, and completed the final ritual process.

Cersei suddenly smelled a faint fragrance. She knew that this smell was the Druid's incense of life, which could pass the judgment of the Wall of Holy Light.

Is Ansu trying to use the smell to influence herself? Cersei smiled faintly and ignored these things, her heart still.

The dazzling brilliance gathered in front of the statue. The ceremony will be completed in half an hour. The dawn of victory has already illuminated the path of the princess.

Meditate.

"Buzz~"

The discordant voice dormant in the dark depths of the church suddenly sounded.

The Wall of Dawn has blocked outside sounds, so the noise can only come from inside the church.

Cersei paused, ignoring the strange noise.

"Buzz."

"Buzz buzz buzz."

"Buzz buzz buzz."

Who knows, this discordant sound is not Cersei's auditory hallucination? Is this some kind of strange creature?

Ignore it.

Meditate.

Cersei frowned slightly and continued to concentrate on the ceremony. But the more she concentrated on the ceremony, the louder and harsher the buzzing sounds became. What was even more terrifying was that Cersei noticed that the sound seemed to be surround sound

That sound is circling around him!

The frequency is getting faster and faster, and the buzzing sounds seem to come from all directions, all over the world, overwhelming Cersei. In her original state of mind, she was walking on the ocean of holy light, but now, Cersei seems to be walking on the mosquito in the ocean!

Cersei can feel it

That is [extremely evil].

This is not an ordinary mosquito, it is a mosquito that has made meritorious deeds, a mosquito that has been strengthened by Ansu, a mosquito that has had its radiation position sealed, it is the angel of disaster and the flower fairy.

That comes from the most instinctive and pure malice of living beings, and is a path that is extremely incompatible with Cersei's justice. All of Cersei's evil deeds are for the final justice, while all of Mosquito's evil ways are just for being mean!

Simply to disgust people!

She didn't know what this creature was, or that it was called a mosquito, but she had a murderous intention in her heart. When she ascended the throne and became the queen, she would use the whole country to kill these evil creatures. After killing the mosquitoes first, we would talk about the plan. Picture people!

No matter what, you must restrain your mind now and not be disturbed.

Cersei calmed down and adjusted her mentality.

The next second, the flower fairy bit Cersei's left arm, although due to the difference in rank, she was unable to cause any damage.

But, it's still itchy.

Moreover, Cersei felt a strong and irresistible urge to slap this evil creature to death!

Calm down, don't move, don't move, don't hit it.

She told herself in her heart that she couldn't find a way, and finally restrained the shaking ritual circle, so the flower fairy bit Cersei's right arm again.

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Ansu! ! What did you put in your room?

The nobles outside looked at the princess's expression on the screen, and they all looked confused. The flower fairy was moving too fast, and they couldn't see clearly for a while.

Merlin sighed slightly, he had already guessed the bad things Anzu did in private.

There cannot be any interference in the Dawn Ceremony. Cersei was tricked by Ansu, but Ansu's situation is not easy. If he wants to defeat Cersei, he must overcome the first enemy without supplies. The third stage is the last stage.

It all depends on who can survive until the end.

And the worst outcome is that both of them die together.

But even if Ansu wins, how will he complete the rest of the Dawn Ceremony? Merlin's expression becomes more and more subtle. It is impossible for this little boy to become the Saint of Dawn by himself.

In any case, who wins or loses depends on this last wave.

The smile on Merlin's lips became more and more pleasant. Although there were too many incomparable differences in this exam, it was still enough fun. As long as there was fun to kill Merlin's boring working life, it didn't matter who won or lost.

In this case, let's adjust the situation directly to the end. The smile on Merlin's lips became more and more pleasant.

He wanted to see where the limit of this kid Ansu was, and whether he had the qualifications to shoulder the [Gate of Heaven]!

But the god of law Merlin gently raised his hand, and the authority of the rotation of the Kingdom of Heaven acted on the artificial Naraku. The vast magic power surged wildly, and the world was suddenly turned upside down and the lines were disordered. He slightly interfered with the historical process and slightly advanced the surprise that was supposed to be prepared for Ansu and the others in the sixth stage of the attack.

It was all because of Cersei's plan.

The six stages were directly reduced to three stages.

But fortunately, Merlin is an authority dog. Anzu made trouble, Cersei also made trouble, if Merlin didn't make trouble, he would seem out of place.

Merlin slightly interfered with the originally set world line, and the artificial stars began to report errors frantically. The red warnings in the sky instantly filled the entire sky, and the blood-red light poured down, dyeing everything with crimson blood. The secret priests who were still in the dead fortress turned back with fear and looked in the direction of the temple.

His Majesty, no longer give them time.

The surviving believers would rather die directly in the disaster of the Mother of Toes than be punished by His Majesty. It is a kind of happiness to die happily.

But they didn't expect that His Majesty suddenly didn't want to give them time anymore.

Did it devour the chaotic lines in advance?

"Please. Please spare me."

Robus, a fourth-level high priest, knelt on the ground in fear, his lips trembling slightly. Before he could say anything, his face turned pale, as if all the blood in his body had been drained away. Before he could say anything, the next second, his skin and flesh separated from his bones, and his body expanded to form a huge piece of living flesh, which merged with the bodies of several life believers and grew wildly together. The pool of flesh fell to the ground, squirming constantly, and growing tiny tentacles.

[Fifth-level Sutured Life]

[Life Slug]

So far, this is the only fifth-level life that has appeared in this world. It is not sewn with the dead bones of saints, but directly merges the living creatures into a group of twisted creatures.

Although the art of necromancy is powerful, it actually deviates from the original meaning of life.

For the Mother Goddess of Life, She prefers to eat tender and energetic children. The habits of gods directly affect faith and magic, so the one that is higher than the art of necromancy is the [art of living beings] that has appeared now, which refers to the concept of the origin of life.

All the secret believers in the Dead Castle were merged together. They could not resist. The flesh mass spread from the crowd and finally devoured all the living beings in front of them. Then it fell down and turned into a pool of wriggling life slugs on the ground. Their strength was all at the fourth level.

But these secret believers are still alive. They can clearly feel the pain, disasters and tribulations of life, but they can't seek relief. This is the suffering of living beings.

It is not a lie that the Secret Cult of Life is praised by later generations as the craziest and most crazy lunatic sect. Because of the special teachings of its Mother Goddess, they can even sacrifice their companions.

And it is not uncommon for the companions to be used as life materials.

The life slugs came out in droves at this moment, and under the blood-red sky, they crushed towards the Dawn Church at the end of the plain.

[Thirty-five minutes left until dawn]

[The third stage of the attack has arrived! ]

[Warning!]

[Astral program error! Warning! ]

[Extremely dangerous! ]

As long as the Life Temple is not destroyed - in fact, it is impossible to destroy it, then the stitched life will be endless, and the number will be larger each time.

This time, the magic barrier of three regions has loopholes, and the endless stitched life will attack from the tower, the chapel and the monastery at the same time. The red warning from the star covered the entire sky. At the end of the long night, this world did not usher in the dawn of salvation, it only brought blood -

Only brought blood that could engulf the whole world!

This is not dawn, this is a bloody dusk.

In the deepest part of blood, in the grandest dusk, in the non-existent temple, the Azure Witch who did not exist in this era gently opened her azure eyes.

The Azure Witch sniffed and smelled a pleasant aroma in the distant Dawn Church.

"Slurp~"