The more they object, the more it means I did the right thing.

Chapter 192 Ansu: I am a New Century Radiation Warrior (Two in One)

The old priest looked at the young man in front of him with a vigilant expression, watching his every step intently to prevent him from causing trouble.

Ever since the last chaotic stronghold was burned down by Ansu, the Church was furious and ordered a strict inspection of the fire safety measures in each stronghold. Several people in charge of the strongholds were arrested for withholding alchemy array materials and embezzling the supply of waste magic power.

This time the old priest was fully prepared. He equipped the chaotic stronghold with three fire-extinguishing magic devices and reset the water magic alchemy array. Even if Ansu suddenly merged with the fire element, he could extinguish it instantly.

An Su felt very uncomfortable being stared at by the old man.

He thought he was just a good and simple boy, a warm-hearted and glorious saint, who simply wanted everyone to have a more lively time.

He gave the old priest a kind smile. The boy's smile was also simple and honest. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his dark blue eyes were full of friendly smiles, which made the people around him feel creepy.

Especially those secret believers on the ceremony platform whose bodies were about to be possessed.

The look they gave Ansu was even more horrified.

After a series of tests, only five believers were left alive on the platform, and the rest had their bodies taken over or their souls merged and could not be restored.

This is the essence of esoteric Buddhism. If a believer is eliminated, the organization will crush and suck out all his organs and even his soul for perfect utilization.

These secret followers usually kill, plunder and commit all kinds of evil. No matter how many people they kill, their expressions never change. But when they face life and death, they will not be so calm, not to mention that this ceremony concerns their own souls.

Now the only thing they can pray for is that Ansu will not choose to merge his soul with that of a human, just like the previous geniuses.

Ansu is the last tester. As long as they can pass this level, they will survive.

The secret believer's face was pale, his pupils kept trembling, and he stared nervously at the young man with a delicate smile.

Ansu also looked at them, with a hint of regret and remorse in his eyes, as well as a hint of pity. The depths of his eyes, which were as clear as a lake, seemed to contain a deep sorrow, which gave rise to hope in the hearts of several secret believers.

Ansu felt sad and regretful. He thought that the Chaos Church did not make enough use of the abandoned believers. It would be great if they could all be sacrificed.

"Have you chosen your materials?" the old priest asked Ansu, "Whose body do you plan to invade?"

Ansu looked back at the old priest and shook his head with a smile, "I won't choose anyone."

The five believers who had been nervous were immediately relieved, and they all smiled as if they had escaped death. According to the rules of the esoteric religion, the lucky individuals who could survive this experiment would be readmitted by the organization.

This boy is really kind!
The secret believers looked at Anzu with eyes full of gratitude.

The secret believers who had escaped death were already imagining which small town they would reward themselves with after returning from the imperial capital, in order to ease the shock they had suffered today.

Chaos Stairs also gave up on choosing humans.

The esoteric geniuses in the audience discussed that this was also a matter of course. After all, chaotic geniuses never took the ordinary route.

However, no matter how chaotic this kid is, it won't be difficult for him to surpass the Chaos Elevator. After all, the fusion of soul elements is too shocking - they have already made up their minds.

Elf held her chin with her hand, a smile on her lips, and watched the young man on the stage with interest, wondering what kind of performance he would perform this time.

This test had two scoring sections. The first was the first part of the magic circuit, 'Soul Out of the Body'. Ansu chanted the magic softly, and light blue magic spread out. Following the guidance of the magic circuit, the soul quickly left the body.

The speed of leaving the body is very fast.

And when Anzu's soul appeared in everyone's sight, it caused quite a stir.

The sky-blue spirit swayed in the night sky, as if a corner of the azure sky had fallen and landed in this dimly lit aristocratic hall. Its pure white long hair swayed in the wind, creating layer upon layer of ripples.

Even though Merlin's magic concealed most of Anzu's original soul, it still amazed everyone.

The clearer and more specific the shape of the soul is, the higher the quality of the soul is.

Before the Chaos Stairs, the one with the strongest soul was the ocean genius who had fused with an oyster. His soul was so clear that he could distinguish his fingers.

The reason why the genius soul is so powerful is that he was born in the Church of Life, and he made sacrifices many times to receive the baptism of the Mother Goddess, and the quality of his soul far exceeds that of others.

The soul of the chaotic staircase is so clear that even the hair can be subdivided, and even the facial features can be vaguely seen.

This means that Chaos Stairs' soul strength has reached the fourth level, even approaching that of a saint.

A third-level believer has a fourth-level soul strength, and his soul is stronger than his body. This means that whether he is learning magic or writing magic, he can surpass warlocks of the same level. He is born for magic.

What the geniuses of the esoteric religion didn't know was that the reason they couldn't see the face of Anzu's soul was because of the protection of Merlin, the god of magic, using his transfiguration technique.

Ansu's true soul and facial features are clearly visible, and it is already the soul of a saint.

"It's just that the soul quality is a little better. It still depends on the specific magic."

Chaos Elevator snorted coldly. He was determined to win the first place this time. However, he had trained for a whole year in advance and he must not let the stairs snatch it away again. No matter what, element fusion was the most powerful and the advantage was his.

Ansu's soul successfully left his body, and the next step was soul fusion.

He took a deep breath and began to chant the second legendary magic [Radiant Light Illumination]. The magic power continued to circulate, and the light continued to gather towards Anzu. The grand light immediately enveloped the entire stronghold.

Everyone was shocked at that moment. Looking at the situation, the Chaos Stairs was also going to fuse elements, and the element was the [Light] element that the cultists hated the most, symbolizing the Glorious Church!
The whole audience was in an uproar. The demigod Rada stood up from the bench. Ever since he became bald, he has been particularly sensitive to light. Now seeing millions of beams of light converging towards Ansu, the anger in his heart has reached its peak. It's a pity that he is now projected to the scene, otherwise he would have to capture Ansu's soul first and torture him severely.

The guards of the stronghold also drew their swords at the same time. They looked at Ansu with unfriendly expressions, waiting for the order from the demigod Rada, and then they would attack Ansu together.

"Wait a minute." Chaos Saint Elf frowned. She noticed something was wrong and interrupted the demigod Rada. "This seems to be a little wrong. Its fluctuations and patterns are different. This light is distorted."

Demigod Rada frowned. He listened to Elf's words, released his soul perception, and carefully felt the light around him. He immediately discovered the difference.

The grand light enveloping them is only a superficial cover. The real light released by Ansu is hidden outside this grand light. It cannot be seen by human eyes and is an invisible light.

It wandered in the gaps in space, splashing out waves of strange ripples. These ripples seemed to resonate, vibrating one after another, making the entire calm sea of ​​​​light turbid and chaotic.

"He is defiling the Holy Light."

After reaching this conclusion, Elf said excitedly.

Her eyes were as red as flower petals. She stood up and walked forward barefoot. The crimson skirt dragged on the carpet. The turbid light penetrated her body, bringing a cold temperature. Elf bathed in this strange light, and a smile rose at the corner of her mouth.
"This is such a mess. This is such a blasphemy!" Elf laughed so hard that she fell backwards. She stared at the young man in the center of the ritual platform. She had never met such an interesting and audacious guy who actually set his sights on the Holy Light!
"It's really interesting, so fun!"

Talents like this should be locked up in the Stairway Sect for life and used for their own entertainment.

Defile the Holy Light.

All believers know the meaning of this sentence.

Since the establishment of the Glorious Church, the Holy Light has been the source of their faith and the element that the esoteric believers hate the most. Countless believers and even bishops have despised the Holy Light throughout their lives and fought to tarnish it, but they all failed in the end.

Because the Holy Light has the powerful authority to expel evil, any esoteric believer who attempts to transform the Holy Light will eventually be swallowed by the light.

No one expected that this feat of desecrating the Holy Light would be accomplished by this third-level believer in front of them.

In fact, radiant light was invented by the Glorious Bishop, but this did not prevent Ansu from infringing on his copyright.

Bathed in the blasphemous light, some of the ordinary believers at level three and below had red and swollen skin, some felt dizzy, and had blood coming out of their mouths and noses. After all, this [Radiation Light Irradiation] was a legendary magic, and even the fourth-level esoteric geniuses felt a strong psychological discomfort.

The ones who felt the most uncomfortable were the old priest who was closest to Ansu, and the five secret believers who thought they had escaped death.

They were closest to the radiation source and felt dizzy and dark, and something seemed to be growing again deep in their bodies.

Everyone knows that this light is a very dangerous thing.

"This light is exactly what our sect has been dreaming of!"

Bram, the demigod of the sea who had been silent all this time, now showed an expression of excitement and joy. As a demigod of the ocean sect, he instantly saw the essence of this light - it could induce pathology in the body.

The once glorious Ocean Sect has lost its former glory. Since humans' excessive hunting and fishing, the strange monsters in the deep sea have become fewer and fewer, and the followers of the Ocean Sect have been reduced to driving seafood.

But if he could let the young man in front of him join his school, and project this radiation light into the ocean, or use it to irradiate ordinary seafood, it would cause its tissue structure to mutate. Bram would be able to create thousands of deformed sea monsters, and then it would no longer be a dream to return to the land and seek revenge on the Grand Duke of the Sun.

As long as we make the seafood mutate and grow legs, we can return to land!

Bishop Rada also had an idea. If he let the light shine on his scalp every day, would his hair grow?

Well, his love for An Su's talent rekindled, and he must find a way to bring this talent into the Star Sect.

An Su didn't know yet that he had attracted so much attention. All his attention was now focused on controlling these lights and letting them merge into his soul.

My own magic control ability cannot be as exquisite and freehand as Bones,
You can only use all your energy and concentrate on controlling these lights and let them gather in your soul.

The vast majority of the secret believers felt the changes: their physical discomfort eased, the light around them gradually weakened, and the light that was dissipating in the hall began to converge towards the center.

"How is this going"

"The light is changing. Are they converging towards a center?"

"It's the Chaos Stairs. The soul of the Chaos Stairs is absorbing these tainted lights."

"Could it be that this light is what he wants to integrate into his Transfiguration?"

"This is crazy, absolutely crazy, this is beyond the concept of 'transformation'!"

Everyone realized what Ansu was doing. He was actually trying to merge these strange lights into his soul. This was simply crazy. Even the most insane life believers could not understand Ansu's suicidal behavior.

Everyone has experienced the strangeness of this light.

The danger level is far greater than the "electricity" integrated into the Chaos Elevator. This light has the tainted power to distort living beings, but Ansu actually wants to incorporate it into his most fragile soul. This is no longer playing with his life, this is suicide!
The radiant light quickly gathered towards Ansu, and the flowing light was like a whirlpool in the ocean, or a storm in the sea of ​​light. Everyone who passed by would be in awe of this twisted storm, and Ansu's soul stood in the center of the storm, with his pure white hair flying against the sea of ​​light. He was the eye of the storm.

The demigods Rada and Bram were even more nervous. They had just begun to value his talent and were thinking of bringing the boy into their own sect to train him. But how come he blew himself up before they could even start?
Only the Saint of Chaos was even more excited and delighted. The idea of ​​integrating the corrupted light into her own soul was so chaotic and interesting that she raised her arms high and stared at Ansu in the sea of ​​light with slightly morbid eyes.

The doctrine of chaos is to defile everything, disrupt everything, and live in disorder in a disordered universe, because the essence of the universe is chaos, and the essence is entropy increase. At the end of the world, all things will eventually return to their original chaotic state. All of Ansu's actions perfectly conform to the definition of chaos.

She was very curious about what Anzu would eventually transform into.

The five believers closest to Ansu now had distorted faces, blood coming out of their mouths and noses, and they fell to their knees. They were bearing the output of the legendary magic of the God of Magic head-on, and they were only at the third level and could not bear it. Now they were cursing in their hearts, wishing that he would take over their body instead!
On the other hand, although Anzu was of the same rank, his soul was not affected at all.

He felt warm, very warm.

Many people were worried about the soul of Stair Brother, but as time went by, everyone had a strange feeling.
Why do I feel that Brother Stairs' soul smells so good?
Under everyone's salivating eyes, Ansu had completely absorbed the holy light. He closed his eyes slightly and silently said "transform" in his heart.

However, he saw that the tainted holy light continued to grow and build, constructing his new body with the blasphemous body.

His sight kept rising.

The combination of two legendary magics, [Radiant Light Irradiation] and [Holy Light Transformation], created Anzu's new appearance.

The geniuses of the esoteric sect widened their eyes, raised their heads and looked up at Ansu's figure that was growing taller and taller.

For some reason, perhaps due to auditory hallucinations caused by radiation, they all experienced tinnitus in their ears at the same time. The sharp tinnitus and howling sounds connected together, forming a rhythm and notes, and eventually turned into a hymn.

A twisted choir sings this twisted hymn to praise this blasphemy!

For believers of lower ranks, their souls will boil and twist as long as they gaze at that indescribable face. This time, the distortion is no longer of the body, but directly affects the soul!

They quickly bowed their heads in humility, and an absurd idea arose in their minds:

'You cannot look directly at God'

The five secret believers beside Ansu had already knelt on the ground, their souls were completely diseased. If you looked directly at their souls without looking at their bodies, you could see a strange shape with three heads and six arms.

The entire space stronghold was crumbling. The huge blasphemous body stepped on the floor, and every step it took would leave blasphemous footprints. An Su slowly stood up and raised his hand. Every line in the palm of his hand was constructed by distorted light.

He will attack in Radiant form.

Let's call this form the 'New Century Radiation Warrior', Ansu thought.

(End of this chapter)