Chapter 384 "Do You Need Me to Kill Her?"

[Divine Domain Magic]

[Divine Right Sovereign]

[Effect 1: All lands illuminated by the light are the king's lands. The area covered by the Golden Kite's light will be regarded as the caster's 'Golden Kite Dynasty']

[Effect 2: Expel all beliefs in the dynasty. The damage caused by the Golden Kite Dynasty to the king can be converted into 'Kingdom Disaster' by consuming magic power, and equally imposed on the citizens of the Golden Kite Dynasty]

[The glory is dead, the kingdom lives forever]

Cersei Milton's sacred magic, which has never appeared in the world, finally revealed its true form. Divine Right Sovereign - the monarch grants the power of God, the name alone can be regarded as a real blasphemy, and its effect is a rebellion against all beliefs and all gods.

No wonder she never showed it to others, even when she was forced into a desperate situation in the last assessment, Cersei never took out this magic.

After using the magic eye of the Morning Star Saint to investigate, Ansu frowned.

As we all know, all sacred concepts are super high-level existences, touching the level of law.

In short, it's a cheat.

Whether it's Anzu's own [Glorious Judgment], Miss Bones' [Blue Eyes], or the [Second Amendment] of the Chaos Council, they have all reached the pinnacle of a certain field.

And Princess Cersei's [Divine Right], just by the description, its Sima and Hades level is not inferior to the perpetual motion machine of the Blue Witch.

This effect can be explained in a simple and prosperous way:

Whenever you receive a certain amount of damage, you can discard a little magic power and transfer the source of damage to all targets in the field except you.

Anzu instantly felt a gust of cold wind.

Can I discard a little magic power and then transfer the damage to the whole family of the planner?

The only thing he didn't understand was what the so-called "Kingdom Disaster" meant.

The blue and pure white glow originally divided the sky into two blocks, occupying the two sides of the sky of Avad, eroding and engulfing each other. With the promulgation of Cersei's divine right, the whole of Avad was shrouded in the brilliant light of the Golden Kite. All the blocks, alleys, and towers were bathed in orange tones. All the citizens of Avad raised their heads, looking up at the golden dusk-like night with fear and excitement.

[Glow level: 36%]

[Distance to dawn: 15 minutes]

Although the "divine right" is so simple, Ansu has rich experience in simple.

He made a calm judgment:

Any magic has weaknesses, even Cersei's seemingly invincible magic, there are places that can be cracked.

That is the "injury limit" of the Golden Kite Dynasty.

As long as the infused damage exceeds the upper limit of Cersei's transferable magic, the dynasty can collapse; and Ansu has another advantage, that is, Cersei's magic circuit has been injured in order to sneak into this self-destructive realm.

Although Cersei has the magic power of a demigod, her magic circuit is only that of a saint, which cannot bear it.

In short, the solution is to infuse damage.

No skills or magic are needed, just pure output!

When facing a mechanical monster, you can only conquer it with pure and simple values!

With this in mind, Ansu no longer hesitated. He asked Miss Lorgar to increase the output of holy light and pour it all into the body of the Morning Star Saint.

He also gave orders from his soul, and all the fallen angels lurking under the Holy City circled out. Countless fallen angels formed dense mountains. In an instant, half of the fallen angels turned into blood mist.

The dark black magic accumulated in his body gathered towards the courtyard.

Love rises with the bell, and it is hard to calm down when the bell stops.

In short, add a bell first!

Make a double-heaven package!

On one side was the pure white holy light of the Saint, and on the other side was the filthy blasphemy of the fallen angel. The dark and gloomy magic torrents were all merged into the body of the Morning Star Saint by Ansu. Her strange and sacred breath overflowed, and the blue and blue eyes suddenly became the brightest.

Let's test it first.

The Morning Star Saint was originally a life witch, and her magic eyes naturally hosted the curse of life.

Under the infusion of the two-layer magic, all the vitality was completely deprived of the place where the bones stood. The sea of ​​golden irises instantly withered and dissipated into ashes, the glorious nodules dissipated and retreated continuously, and the blue magic eyes directly sacrificed everything they saw, and the final curse pointed to Cersei Milton standing above the courtyard.

In the last assessment, Ansu sacrificed Cersei with the blue magic eyes.

But this time, he couldn't do it.

Cersei opened her golden eyes, a smile appeared on her lips, and she looked at everything in front of her calmly and crazily.

"Rebellion against the gods."

The curse of the blue magic eye hovered in front of Princess Cersei.

The curse is also the damage of rebellion and blasphemy, and the damage can be converted into "disaster" by consuming magic power, acting on all citizens of the Golden Kite Dynasty.

And Ansu also understood what the so-called disaster was.

- Natural disasters.

Ansu saw the mountains and forests rising with raging flames, and the red sea of ​​fire made the sky blood red. The first thing that swept through the holy city was the scorching hot wind with scorching heat. Any building that came into contact with it, whether it was rubble, window sills, or walls, was smeared with tiny sparks. After the hot wind blew past, the mountain fire came, and in an instant it infected one-third of the blocks in Awad!

[Awad Brilliance: 37%]

[Dawn: 13 minutes]

Suddenly a fire broke out, and the whole of Awad was in chaos.

“The fire hydrant won’t open!”

"There's no water inside!"

"It's okay, there seems to be water in the oil tank over there, which can be connected to the fire hydrant!"

"You are simply a genius!"

The firefighters with rich experience in firefighting immediately went out. They found that their fire hydrants could not be opened, so they hurried to the gas station next to them to pick up the oil tanks and poured tar into the fire.

With their hard work, the fire was finally put out.

In order to watch this unprecedented witch tea party, all citizens gathered in densely populated areas on a large scale. None of them could have expected that they were just watching the show, and the fire came!

This is a real doomsday scene.

Looking at the gradually burning city, the chaotic citizens were panicked, uneasy, fearful, and crazy because of excitement. They looked at the golden kite-colored sky with trembling eyes, revealing fanatical emotions.

More and more people died, and the death of chaos was the rise of glory, but this was not the glory of gods, but the glory given by the kingship!

If the demigods of the Chaos Council still did not take action, the entire holy city would be burned down.

The raging wildfire also attacked Ansu. Miss Lorgar opened the blessing barrier in front of Ansu, and the flowing fire poured out along the holy light pattern. Lorgar looked back at Ansu, and she blinked her silver eyes, indicating that there was a bunker.

Ansu frowned. Cersei was using his accumulated power to slaughter everyone regardless of age or weakness.

Thinking of this, he stopped the output of magic power and stopped attacking Cersei Milton, and the wildfire stopped flowing.

But the next second, Ansu raised his eyebrows slightly, and he finally showed a surprised expression.

To everyone's surprise, even time seemed to stop at this moment-

Ansu stopped attacking Cersei, but Princess Cersei raised her hand, with a crazy smile on the edge of her mouth, and wiped it towards her throat. There was no blood splashing, but a raging sea of ​​fire.

Self-knife!

This is a self-slash!

The damage caused by oneself is also within the scope of the divine right, and can be transferred into disaster!

[Glorious degree: 53%]

Once the degree of brilliance breaks through the limit, the glorious Naraku will fall, and the entire chaotic era will be destroyed by Cersei first, and then it will be his defeat.

This is Cersei Milton's conspiracy.

Ansu knows the weakness of the divine right, and Cersei knows it too.

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If you want to break this dynasty, you must infuse damage to Cersei-if you don't kill Cersei, you will be killed by Cersei.

The bet is who will be the first to run out of oil lamps and turn into ashes, and the bet is who can stand on the last step of the ladder of destiny!

More and more citizens were reduced to wreckage, and more and more skeletons turned into sparks and ashes. All the Naraku believers looked at this place, looking at the golden iris-colored royal power and glory, feeling the eyes of the panic, anxiety, hatred and disgust of all living beings. Princess Cersei looked at the burning country of the secret religion because of her, and showed the craziest smile of her life.

[Glorious degree: 54%]

[Distance to dawn: five minutes]

Let the whole world burn, whether it is the secret religion or the orthodox religion, let the whole world fall into this fire!

Let all the sacredness, all the beliefs, all the old and boring dogmas, burn to ashes!

From that day on, when Cersei followed the footsteps of that person, climbed to the tenth floor of the Magic Guild, and glimpsed the world outside the gate of heaven -

Princess Cersei understood the truth of the so-called gods and understood the essence of faith.

Every fall, every rise and fall of civilization, every massacre and birth, all reincarnations, are just the arrogant games of gods; there has never been anything noble, sacred, or glorious!

No chastity, no healing, no alchemy, no forest, no order, no stars, no glory!

Only fear!

Even faith itself is only derived from the fear of disasters of living beings.

Fear of the sky, fear of the earth, fear of storms, fear of landslides, fear of the unknown, fear of death. In order to seek comfort, they began to believe in gods and the unknown existence above the stars, so there was the original primitive faith.

Faith is the anchor point that maintains the present world and the starry sky, and the fourteen existences outside the starry sky have descended. The so-called sacred divine power is just a fake based on tyranny and fear.

This is Farol, this is the truth of the glorious era that has been multiplied to the extreme, and the Milton royal family is just a puppet crawling under the divine power. Their proud Golden Kite family, the gorgeous and sacred Golden Kite flower - this honorary name bestowed by the gods, this flower bestowed by the gods, is just a proof of being a good servant.

The first generation of Golden Kite Sons, who were praised by later generations, and Milton's ancestors who opened the Kingdom of Glory, were just slaves chosen by the gods.

Cersei Milton felt sad and even hated such a bloodline that had lasted for tens of thousands of years.

This is definitely not the real glory, and it is definitely not the glory that Cersei pursued, so she slaughtered all the royal family of Falorfeng.

So the magic she created is to control disasters.

It should not be the gods who guide people, but people who guide people. It should not be the sky that kills people, it should not be the earth that kills people, but people who kill people! It should not be the rights given by gods to people, but people who give the rights to gods.

And that person is the King of the Golden Kite Dynasty.

The arrogant game of the gods should be over. Even if it is a game, it should be a human game!

If the source of belief in gods comes from fear, then let all beings fear Cersei alone!

It is enough for her, Cersei, to kill people.

No longer fearing gods, but fearing people, this is the only way that Cersei Milton can imagine to end the endless hell.

It is also the morbid and absolute justice she pursues.

That's why she went back 30,000 years ago, at the end of the chaotic era, she will start the real glorious era!

Just to prove that the long ladder of destiny she believes in is the right path.

"Divine power--"

Princess Cersei smiled crazily, her magic circuit was broken, both her soul and her body were trembling slightly from the inside out, and her roots were also burning, burning with this burning holy city and the people who were constantly turning into ashes!

[Glorious degree: 60%! 】

Under the constant infusion of damage from Anzu, Princess Cersei, who already had old injuries, could no longer support such a huge disaster transformation. She still had some magic power, but the magic circuit could no longer support the transportation of magic power.

Despite this, she still did not cancel her domain. She was still above the sea of ​​golden kites, smiling crazily and calmly. She raised her hand, as if holding the power of the whole world, and she also issued her orders to the world,

"Your Majesty!"

[Glorious Degree: 68%]

The long dawn finally broke, the blood-red sky slowly dispersed the clouds, and the orange-yellow sunlight gently sprinkled down, and at dawn, Awad was burning, burning to the end, burning to dawn.

"Miss Lorgar, go and rest."

Amidst the devastation and the sea of ​​fire, Ansu gently patted Miss Lorgar, whose face was slightly pale due to overdrawing magic power. He raised his head calmly and looked at the witch's courtyard that had turned into ruins, and at the witch Cersei on the ruins.

[70% brilliance]

He showed a calm expression.

Ansu felt the gaze from the depths of the shadows, felt the amber-like ink-colored eyes, and felt the strange yet familiar footsteps, as if the smell of the first autumn rain, slightly cold, slightly shaking the light of the rainy night, stepping on the soft and fragmented footsteps, gently swaying in his shadow.

No one can hear the sound of the autumn rain, but Ansu can hear that the autumn rain fell and hit the sycamore and the eaves, and from the bottom of Ansu's heart, a shallow echo echoed, without emotion, just a cold echo.

——Do you need me to kill her?

The autumn rain seemed to be talking.

Ansu listened to Qiu Yu's voice and looked at the top of the Golden Kite Empire. This was the end of the relationship between him and Cersei Milton, and it was time for them to end it themselves.

The warm white dawn had arrived, but the lonely morning star in the sky had not yet been driven away by the light, and it still emitted that faint light.

The day finally dawned, the previous day had passed, and the last day of the chaotic era had arrived.

Under the shining of the morning star, Ansu picked up his fallen crown again——

[Reversed Pope]