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Chapter 261 An Su: Comparing with me with more spirit rings?
The herald crows swooped down from the sky, with clumps of women's hair entangled on their wings. If an ordinary saint was entangled by them, he would never be able to break free and would be devoured by the crows. Eventually, all the blood in his body would be sucked dry, and he would become a dried corpse.

It would have been fine if there was only one, but there were so many crows circling above the tower, swooping down as if the entire sky was about to collapse.

This is Merlin’s second design idea.

A pile of monsters!
There are also a lot of flying monsters, a lot of disgusting monsters, a lot of monsters flying all over the field, and a lot of monsters covered in feces!
[Number of defeated: Level 12 beings ().]

【Third level life (13)】

But Ansu had a calm expression, holding the holy sword formed by two saints, he rushed through the flock of crows at will, the holy blood on the blade rose up into a temperatureless flame, just a slight cut, the mourning crow was split into two pieces, and its body was burned in the sacred blood. One crow after another flew over, and piles of ashes fell, and the tower was like a grayish-white rain, dripping down.

Every time a monster was killed, the Holy Sword of Redemption would meow. The citizens watching would nod thoughtfully, feeling that they had truly learned something new today.

It turns out that this is what the holy swords of the Glorious Church are called.

The more enemies the Dawn Redemption Long Blade killed, the brighter and more divine the light on the blade became, making the dark night as bright as day. Ansu held the holy sword in his hand, his long gray hair fluttering in the wind, as if he had grasped the dawn of this world.

This sacred and glorious back made many old believers of the Holy Light burst into tears. They seemed to see the soul of the legendary Saint of Dawn from Ansu, standing behind the boy, as if in a dream.
Even though thirty thousand years have passed and the dawn has already returned to the horizon, Her Majesty Maria must be in the distant heaven, protecting and blessing this young man.

There is a 30,000-year-old soul ring on my sword. What can you, old thief Merlin, use to fight me?

An Su held the wheelchair weapon and killed everyone in his path, enjoying the thrill of leveling up, with the smile on his face becoming more and more sunny and cheerful.

Merlin, on the other hand, remained silent.

He decided to secretly increase the difficulty, after all, he was paid.

The third task in the room was to get higher points the more enemies you killed. He held the Holy Sword of Redemption, and relying on the simple strength of the epic weapon and the assistance of Luo Xiaohei, he killed the flock of crows into pieces, and soon slaughtered twenty of them.

The crows that heralded death were killed and scattered in an instant, wailing miserably, and then they climbed up and dispersed.

“Meow, meow——”

Luo Xiaohei stumbled and jumped to the ground. She took a few crooked steps on the ground, trying hard to maintain the dignity of a saint, but she felt dizzy and fell to the ground.

She felt like her brains were about to be shaken apart by An Su!
Just as the Saint of Dawn had become the real Saint of Loss, the Saint of Chaos, Elf, also felt that she had become the real Saint of Confusion. In all her years of life, her head had never felt so dizzy.

Quit it!
Luo Xiaohei threw the holy sword away, sat on the ground with his paws crossed, tears glinting in his eyes with grievance, and turned from a weapon spirit into a weeping spirit.

Seeing that Ansu's weapon spirit had gone on strike, the eyes of the mourning crow that had been dispersed flashed red, and evil intentions rose in its heart again; this kid was so good at killing, in addition to relying on the dawn of the holy sword, this wild cat also accounted for most of the credit,

The speed and reaction of the mourning crows were extremely fast. If it weren't for the sword cat's precise pulling and killing, Ansu couldn't even touch their feathers with his current physical reaction speed. They gathered in the air again, this time there were as many as forty or fifty of them, twisted human hair woven all over the sky, crushing towards Ansu like a big net, and trying to kill Ansu with their numbers.

The wheelchair's power was reduced. An Su held the Dawn Redemption Long Blade and sighed softly. Without Luo Xiaohei's help, with his body's speed, in this wide space, he really couldn't do anything about the crows flying around the field.

Anzu's body has reached its limit.

[The third attack is coming! Corpse worms]

[The fourth attack is coming! Stitching the face]

[Remaining time: two hours]

At this critical moment, the warning of the artificial star flashed on the screen in front of everyone. No one expected it - not even the archbishops expected that the third and fourth attacks would come before the second attack was over. They came at the same time without any warning, starting with zero frames and without any pre-swing.

Merlin's smile grew more cheerful. The exam rules didn't say that they couldn't attack at the same time.

Corpse worms are third-level worms made of pieces of corpses glued together. They drill out from the ground and spray out pools of dark green poison swamps, which will accumulate toxins on the enemy.

The Stitched Face is a giant face made up of several faces sewn together at the same time. It crawls with hair. Anyone who looks into its blasphemous face will have their soul and spirit polluted. When the pollution reaches the extreme, the saints will die suddenly.

Bishop Morgan stared at Merlin in silence as he smiled evilly. He was shocked at how he could restore so many births. They were even more disgusting than the stitched lives in real history.

As the creator of the Glorious Room, all of these creatures were made by Merlin himself. Where did he get the inspiration?

From this, we can infer that Merlin must have dissected a lot of disgusting monsters with his own hands.

Bishop Morgan looked at Merlin with a hint of disdain.

The stitched creatures instantly surrounded Ansu, who was exhausted and in a wheelchair. Toxins, mental pollution, ADHD birds and all kinds of feces monsters gathered together. They grinned and were ready to use their numbers to massacre the paladin in front of them.

However, these stitched creatures seemed to have forgotten that Anzu's original profession was a warlock.

Although most of the offensive magic he was good at could not be used due to attribute problems, there were still a few powerful ones.

You like gang fights, right?
Seeing that the giant net made of human hair was about to cover Anzu, the citizens couldn't help but hold their breath, but the boy was not in a hurry. He recited a prayer softly and raised his hand towards the flock of crows in the sky. He put his slender index finger and middle finger together, as if to give an order to the whole world -

【Free and Glory City】

He prayed softly, and the world around him seemed to obey the boy's orders. Changes took place quietly, the broken tower disappeared, the flames in the sky suddenly disappeared, and the overwhelming light poured out. The prosperous and desolate roads spread and diffused from the boy's position. Rows of slums were born from the light, and the alleys with the breath of lava enveloped all the stitched lives.

Since you want to give me a big one, let’s do it!
The smile on An Su's lips became calmer. Let's see who has more spirit rings!

[Epic High Level]

[Magic power consumption: 10]

[Field-type Holy Light Magic]

[Effect: A field is constructed by holy light, covering a radius of 100 meters, changing the surrounding terrain, extracting dead citizens from any street in the Chaos Border, with the highest rank of the residents not exceeding that of the caster. They will remember the truth of their own death, and regard all the cult creatures in this field as the real Anzu, lasting for three minutes]

The City of Freedom and Glory was the first time that Anzu used it in actual combat.

The rank of this magic is epic high-level, and it is the highest-level magic that Anzu possesses, except for the sacred-level magic "Holy Light Judgment" which has not yet been fully completed.

It was the ultimate blessing bestowed upon Anzu by the Goddess of Light after he successfully passed the 'Border of Chaos'.

However, because it consumed too much mana, and the rank limit was no higher than the caster, it could only last for three minutes at a time, and the effect was not proportional to the consumption, so Ansu, who was still in the early third stage at the time, put it aside. But now that Ansu has become a mid-fourth stage, the benefits of this field will undergo a qualitative leap.

Now Ansu can completely unlock the full performance of this epic magic.

First, he now has sufficient magic power to maintain the domain for a long time, and second, the rank limit has been raised to the fourth rank, while the highest rank of the citizens in the chaotic border was only the fourth rank when they were alive.

Anzu will be able to unlock the truly chaotic border.

When they saw that the holy light completely covered all the stitched lives and the originally empty terrain was replaced by narrow alleys, all the Glorious Examiners stood up subconsciously. They never thought that Ansu could actually use domain magic, and it was holy light domain magic!

However, why does this holy light field look so strange?
The examiners' expressions were somewhat subtle.

This street did not look glorious at all, only burnt-out ruins and smoke swirling in the sky. The blocks were cracked, revealing the rolling magma and smoke inside. Some historians frowned, as they had already vaguely guessed the name of this street.

It is an ancient battlefield where the volcanic giants and the hellish demons fought in history. Its name is "Hellish Street" and it is a scenic spot on the chaotic border.

The magic of Holy Light summoned out a chaotic street. They were all dumbfounded.

The most terrifying thing is the undead that crawled out from the underground of the hell. Each species has its own merits and unique talents, and each one has unique abilities:

The HIV orc tribe was thumping and festering with pus and smallpox all over their bodies, and the dark elves, a protected species, were being crushed by black clouds. Circling in the sky were the blood-sucking nobles from the chaotic imperial capital!
Their eyes were red, and the tremendous hatred of those dead souls was rising up, as if they were going to devour the entire world. They looked more vicious than the monsters created by Merlin!

Even so, this is still Holy Light magic.

Upon seeing these top creatures from the Kingdom of Chaos, the stitched creatures from the Cult of Life were also stunned. They stopped where they were awkwardly, wondering in their hearts, are they all from the same group?
But the chaotic species do not regard the stitched lives as their own. The cognition of the dead souls has been distorted by the Holy Light. In their eyes, the one crawling on the ground is Ansu, the one flying in the sky is also Ansu, and even the one crawling in the dark on the ground like a bug is also Ansu.

The hatred of the undead towards Ansu has reached its peak, and they wish to tear Ansu into pieces in an instant.
The only thing is that the real Ansu is not Ansu. His face has been distorted. With the expansion of domain magic, Ansu's paladin costume has also changed. The dark black feather cloak drags on the ground, wrapped in a dark black military uniform, with a pattern of chaotic lines and twisted eyes on his waist, symbolizing the authority of the 'Mayor of Chaos'.

"Citizens of chaos, listen to my orders," Ansu raised his hand and pointed at the rows of stitched lives, "Slaughter all of these despicable Ansu!"

For a moment, it was hard to tell which side was the true esoteric religion.

Luo Xiaohei looked at An Su with horror, swallowed his saliva, and thought to himself that this guy was swearing so dirty that he actually called someone An Su.

The three chaotic races all rushed forward and fought against the crows, corpse worms and stitched human faces.

HIV orcs and corpse worms competed to see who was more poisonous, dark elves and stitched faces competed to see who was uglier, imperial vampires and banshees competed to see who was better at sucking blood. All six races fought together, the scene was dark and chaotic, blood was flowing and heads were flying everywhere.

It is worthy of being the highest-level epic domain magic, and it is worthy of being the most chaotic border ever. The level of chaos among its citizens is enough to compete with the dung monsters carefully designed by the old thief Merlin.

And Ansu's kill count began to soar.

[The mourning crow has been killed]

【Destroyed the corpse worm】

The smile on Ansu's lips became more and more ostentatious. After Cersei's grand ceremony was over, all the cult creatures present would be harvested. But as long as Ansu killed all the monsters within these three hours, Cersei would not be able to catch any!
But several examiners frowned slightly.

This field can only last for three minutes, and it consumes ten points of magic each time. With Ansu's current magic power, it can only last for nine minutes at most.

But this wave of joint attack is far from over in nine minutes.

They watched outside the Dawn Church, where the believers of life were still continuously creating and stitching life. Creatures such as crows continued to pour into the tower from the pile of corpses and into Ansu's territory. They were trying to break the territory with their numbers and exhaust Ansu's magic power.

No wonder the rating of this exam can reach the "Saint Level". With this kind of continuous attack, except for the Saint, the Fourth Level Saint has no way to resist.

At present, it seems that the tower of the Dawn Church cannot be defended.

Although he was in danger, An Su's smile remained calm. He chanted softly again, raised his left hand, put his index and middle fingers together, and pointed to the streets of the Hell.

[Praise to the Holy Light]

[Magic power consumption: 10]

[Epic Low-level Magic]

[Effect: Within the area, for every death of a cultist, the magic value is restored by 2 points, which lasts for ten minutes]

[City of Freedom and Glory] is the blessing reward for Ansu to perfectly clear the Chaos Border, while [Holy Light Tribute] is the blessing reward for Ansu to perfectly clear the Painful Cadre School. In the domain, the magic value will be restored for each death of a cult creature!
The combination of Holy Light's Tribute and the unlocked City of Freedom and Glory creates the most incredible power - a nearly perfect perpetual motion machine cycle.

Because the citizens of the Free and Radiant City are all esoteric believers of chaos.

Group fights are ineffective against Ansu.

Whether the enemy dies or our side dies, Ansu will recover his magic value, and the recovered magic value will continue to work in the continuation of the Free City. Mayor Ansu's soldiers will never end, and the citizens of the Hell Street have only come out for the beginning.
The heaviest ones haven't even appeared yet.

There are only two ways for the mystics to break this holy light combination.

An army so large that it can break through the City of Freedom and Glory in an instant, or a saint whose rank is enough to crush the domain.

But Suture Life currently has neither of these two.

Mayor Anzu raised his hand and pointed to the distance, and gave an order to his citizens, "All troops counterattack!"

Following his order and the passage of time, that terrifying and indefinable existence finally came to this world; a creature that cannot be observed, defined, described, or recorded - except for the fallen angels and flower fairies, there are only the adults.

As the earth shook and tore apart, the forest elves of the Fairy Legislature revived from underground.

"Speechless."

As soon as they appeared, they saw the sky full of Ansu, those mourning crows made of various human heads stitched together, and they immediately shouted,

"The sky is full of low-level men!"

(End of this chapter)