Chapter 358 Fight! Fight! Fight!

[Delicious kid, you are playing with fire]

Speechless

Ansu felt down when he heard it.

He looked at the beautiful scenery in front of him, the chaotic holy city full of joy and bustle, the chosen place of God that countless colonists yearned for, and smiled with satisfaction.

The New Year is coming, and it's time to add some excitement to Awad.

We also need to kill the New Year pig to prepare for the New Year.

The flame pot thrown by the giant splashed on the ground, which was the ten-mile tassels dyed by firecrackers; the nobles were blocked in the defensive magic circle, stepping on each other's bones and making crisp sounds, and the sound of skulls breaking and gongs and drums were the New Year's chapters played by bronze drums; the rainbow messengers, who were covered in oil and had already been released, had their fat sizzling under the flames and the fragrance spread for a hundred miles, which was the fireworks of the world burned by the stove. Everyone coming and going is familiar, and it is lively with everyone chatting and laughing.

Ansu looked at this beautiful scenery happily. In order to realize this beauty and for the dream of the Awad Theocracy, he would be willing to be beheaded by the Mother Goddess.

The young man opened his hands, and blood trickled down from his palms. Most of the candle oil of the demigod was burned out.

Then use his blood, the blood of Ansu Milton, the councilor, to burn out the winter of Awad!

Burn the new spring of Awad!

[Ansu Morningstar, why the hell did you still give chaos! ]

The scarlet sea of ​​life exploded completely, and the red moon stirred the flames, dyeing half of the sky dark blue. Most of the lives in the court of judgment were engulfed; even the most educated and oldest life priests had never seen such a hot and grand life flame. There is no doubt that this is close to divine punishment.

Only Mr. Devil knew that this was not divine punishment at all, but food protection.

Mr. Devil looked at Ansu with a pale face and despair. Looking at the crazy and joyful smile on the latter's mouth, there is no doubt that this guy has become the shape of Lord Chaos!

If you want to cause trouble, don't take us with you!

He had a new understanding of Ansu's degree of chaos and ability to cause trouble. He actually sacrificed his life to chaos in front of Hongyue and dripped his cursed blood on the gray candle. Now the original balance was completely broken.

Ordinary chaos families can cause chaos in a city, some chaos families can make a country crazy, and the top chaos families can seduce gods.

Mr. Devil's eyelids twitched. He looked at the burned-out court of justice and began to think about which subordinate to volunteer to take the blame and pay the money. The boss is in trouble, and the subordinates take the blame. He has cultivated so many loyal people over the years, and now it's their turn to save lives.

But soon, his expression became subtle.

-- Because he saw that all his loyal subordinates went to [put out the fire].

Our leader was locked in the fire scene. There is such a rare good thing in the world!

The city management officers of the Chaos Management Bureau quickly joined the fire brigade and poured all kinds of fuel and burning pots into the fire scene. As the saying goes, when the time comes, the heaven and the earth will work together. Originally, the demigod candles were mostly burned, but with the generous help of the Chaos City Management Officers, high-quality saint fuel was continuously supplied.

This has become a full-name doomsday carnival.

Merchants threw illegal bills into the fire, esoteric believers threw contraband into the fire, and even the elementary school students in the Chaos Juvenile Detention Center hurriedly threw the winter vacation crime "Happy Winter Vacation 100 Cases" assigned by the teacher into the fire.

With the help of the chaotic citizens and firefighters, the fire became more and more intense, and it was going to ignite the whole world.

Despite this, the most desperate people were not the nobles who were burned to charcoal, nor the devil who was about to face huge compensation, but the life believers in front of the magic screen.

The goddess of their own faith was abandoned.

They have been pursuing sacrifice and life all their lives, but they can't protect anything.

They can only watch the Mother Goddess they believe in being plundered, and watch Ansu, the cursed son in the prophecy, sacrifice his blood to chaos. As the most loyal believers of the Mother Goddess, they can do nothing and protect nothing.

This pain, this insult, and this wonderful but weird sense of shame and pleasure make their hearts suffer.

These lunatics of the secret religion who claim to be omnipotent and do all kinds of evil are all completely broken, just like Merlin who has to work overtime in the New Year, like Luo Xiaohei who is sterilized, like Luo Jiafast who is locked up in the cake shop, like the sun and the moon who have changed their sex, they feel despair and pain from the bottom of their hearts.

They fell to their knees helplessly, weeping and crying miserably:

"Don't do that kind of thing!"

"Don't sacrifice the cursed blood to chaos or something like that!"

"I hope Anzu will only offer it to Her Majesty the Mother Goddess for the rest of her life! At least ten years after we are burned to death!"

"You can't!"

The fire of chaos also reached its peak in this inversion and confusion.

That's how it should be, that's how it should be, it should be plundered, inverted, and joyful.

The best way to watch a movie is to become the protagonist. This inverted joy of plunder is the true meaning of chaos. All the sacred things are profaned, whether they are righteous gods or secret religions, they are all profaned, plundered, and confused, climbing together at the end of the stairs of chaos!

The gray-white flames had already risen with flames that were no less than life, colliding with the latter, and the gray and red twisted and entangled into a vortex, which was also a spiral staircase that continued to rise.

"It's easy, absolutely possible!"

"That's how it should be, that's how it should be! That's how it should be in front of you!"

The chaotic citizens and believers were extremely excited and happy. They celebrated crazily, their pupils trembling constantly, and they were so excited that they were about to pull the flag, and they cheered with trembling mouths.

"That's how it should be. Not only should we do it, but we should also record it for 300,000 people to enjoy!"

"Grand Councillor Ansu, we love you!"

The joyous and lively scene was broadcast live on the giant screen of the Inquisition, and the chaotic citizens were the craziest. They have been pursuing joy and chaos all their lives, and the chaotic scenery in front of them is the miracle they have been pursuing all their lives!

I have no regrets in dying to witness this scene.

"Bliss! Bliss! Bliss!"

The Chaos Cultists had long been unhappy with the Life Cultists, and the contradictions were deep-rooted, but buried under the prosperous surface of the Avad Theocracy. Now they finally got the chance; some Chaos Cultists even mocked the Life Cultists who were kneeling on the ground in pain. Their mouths were exaggeratedly cracked, and their eyes were curved like wolf teeth. They said mockingly,

"I just want to see your expressions now!"

Ansu sacrificed the cursed blood to chaos, and what was ignited was not just the flame, but the contradictions of Avad, and the vortex hidden under the prosperity - after all, the Avad Theocracy is a country of seven faiths, but how can multiple faiths coexist easily? They are just hidden under the prosperity.

Just like steel covered with cotton wool, as long as the breeze blows, the cold iron bones under the cotton wool will be exposed!

Ansu wanted to tear open this window, to ignite the flames of the entire Awad from bottom to top, from inside to outside. Only by throwing everything into the furnace can the only ladder to climb up be forged. Burn all the chaos, so that new order and glory can be built from the ruins.

At this moment, Ansu heard the low voice of the star.

[Main Mission 1: Ladder of Destiny]

[Awad Glory: 10%]

[Tribunal Constituency Support Rate: 90%]

As a Glory Cultist, spreading glory and order is Ansu's mission. He has never forgotten his mission.

So the more chaotic, the more people will die, the fewer people there are, and the fewer people there are, the more order there is, so the more chaotic, the more order there is, there is nothing wrong with it.

"Ansu Milton!!"

Mrs. Smile's whole body was covered in flames. Her luxurious and precious human fur coat had been burned, and her skin was covered with traces of charcoal. She was the only judge who was still alive besides Mr. Devil. Mr. Devil could not die, and he had to live to pay his debts.

Mrs. Smile's reason was completely eroded by the deepest anger she had ever experienced.

At this point, she didn't care even if it broke the taboo of the Seven Gods Ritual. She was already dead anyway, so she might as well fight to the end.

Even if it was meaningless, she had to fight to the end for the right thing!

She was seriously injured and suddenly jumped out of the fire, raised her fist full of fireworks, and the martial power of the peak saint burst out instantly, gathering all the magic power into this attack, and all of it came to Ansu.

This punch was so powerful that it broke the sky and the earth, and it actually penetrated the sea of ​​fire in front of Ansu and instantly killed the latter.

But what shocked Madam Smile was that facing the threat of this punch, Ansu did not dodge or evade. There was only calmness in his dark blue eyes, which reflected Madam Smile's face like a mirror.

Ansu did not defend himself. He had time to defend himself with magic, but he did not do so.

He did not even dodge.

He just stood calmly in the center of the court, in the center of thousands of magic screens. Time seemed to stop at this moment, and all the shots were infinitely stretched in this second. Madam Smile saw Ansu tilt his head slightly, and the piercing and sharp fist wind passed by his ears, splashing circles of blood. The blood splashed in the air, reflecting countless ripples, and at the end of this second, Madam Smile saw Ansu with a happy smile on his lips--

He did it on purpose, the boy deliberately accepted this punch with his body!

Madam Smile screamed wildly in her heart, this guy did it on purpose!

Boom!

Everyone's breathing stopped, and they stared at the scene with wide eyes.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, all the punches were used up, and a huge pit was smashed in the entire courtroom. The billowing smoke and dust were blown up by the wind and covered the sky. When the smoke dissipated, all the chaotic citizens saw the shadow of the young man. He stood at the end of the flames, as if he would never fall down, as if he would never retreat, and would never escape.

Half of Ansu's face was covered with blood. The blood kept dripping down his cheeks, soaking his whole body in blood. His white shirt was also dyed blood red, and his navy blue eyes were also soaked in the blood, a little dim, a little dark, and a little low, but always high, but never falling.

"Why don't you hide?" Madam Smile asked tremblingly, "You can obviously retreat."

"Because behind me is the candle of chaos," the boy's mouth twitched slightly, "Although the church is big, I have nowhere to retreat."

All the chaotic citizens looked at Ansu's back in horror, and there was indeed a gray candle behind the boy.

The reason why the chaotic gaze can come to the world is that it is attached to the candle. If the candle is destroyed, the mother goddess' gaze will naturally cease. In order to protect his faith, Ansu chose not to retreat even one step when faced with the saint's heavy punch, and protected the way with his body.

Regardless of whether the 300,000 citizens outside the Judgment Square noticed this scene, through the broadcast on countless magic screens, the people of Awadh witnessed this great historical moment.

At this moment, the citizens finally understood: when the flames of chaos burned from Anzu's back, God had already cast His vote!

【Ansu Milton】

[The support rate of the Tribunal is ninety percent, ninety-one, ninety-two percent]

[National support rate: 10%]

That's his acting skills! That's his acting skills!

Mrs. Smile stared at Ansu. She already knew that she was completely defeated. Whether it was talent, policy or chaotic state, she was completely defeated by the man in front of her. She knelt down in front of Ansu in despair. , the pupils have gradually dimmed.

Just for a moment,

The blasphemous punishment of violating taboos and destroying the rituals of the Seven Gods has come to Lady Smile.

Her soul was burned by the fire of the gods, and her body was steamed by the fire of the gods, but death will not be her end. She will no longer be able to enjoy the last gift of life. She will continue to suffer from the torture of the endless fire.

Despite this, all the venereal diseases in her body were burned away by fire, and there was no trace of dirt left; her rainbow blood was evaporated, and all her political rights were forever deprived. She had nothing left, only nothing. , nothingness.

It wasn't until this moment that she finally understood that.

In front of the real, eternal sun——

"A rainbow is just a ripple in the passing sunbeams"

Mrs. Smile knelt down in front of Anzu and dissipated into nothingness like a rainbow; and the citizens of Awad were not just the 300,000 citizens of the Tribunal, but the tens of millions of citizens of the entire Awad. At this moment, they were all staring at the magic screen, staring at the bloody and scarred young man in front of the whirling gray candlelight.

His whole body was covered with injuries. There were knife wounds on his wrists and palms. His chest was also stabbed. Dark black blood gushes out from the wounds. The most serious injury was on his cheek, which had withstood the saint's assassination attack. , half of his face was covered in blood.

Despite this, the young man is still standing - Ansu was originally the last seat in the court, a prisoner who was unjustly imprisoned, but now, he is the only one standing at the end.

Tens of millions of citizens held their breath, lowered their heartbeats, and watched intently.

The sky has darkened, but it has not become completely dark. It is neither day nor night. The fire clouds have completely spread out, and the navy blue starlight falls in the eyes of the young man.

Before the night came, as the color of lavender gradually infected the gray sky, and in the silence of tens of millions of heartbeats, the young man finally raised his eyes, clenched his fists and raised his hands, blood streaking across his cheeks , he shouted like this——

"Fight, fight, fight!!"

[Inquisition selection support rate: 100%! 】