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

Chapter 382 Confused Audience: Another one?
Women fight.

Since the origin of human civilization, since the birth of aesthetics and entertainment, the art activity of "watching women fight" has combined human instincts with the humanistic care of literature and art, and is both highbrow and lowbrow. It is the culmination of all arts since the birth of civilization.

劲，
So powerful.

The citizens of the Chaos Theocracy cheered and were ecstatic. Faced with such a grand event, they didn't care at all whether stars fell or not.

For thirty thousand years, no one had been able to desecrate the Witch Courtyard with blood, but today, fighting broke out, and it was a fight between several women.

"Chaos is the ladder to rise! Chaos is the ladder to rise."

The ratings of Witch Garden began to soar again, surpassing its own record, soaring above 90%, 91, 92, and reaching the impossible level - 95%.

This means that people all over the world are watching this chaotic election.

Even the war on the border battlefield stopped at this moment.

All conflicting classes, all opposing races, and all mutually exclusive ideologies have put aside their prejudices today.

Whether it is the elegant chaotic nobles, or the beggars in the slums, whether it is the dark elves, or the white elves, whether it is the vampires, or the squid people,
Whether it's a vegetarian Ogre - they like to eat plant life, or a carnivore Druid - they like to eat meat.

They all temporarily put aside their conflicts and prejudices.

All races of the Chaos Theocracy reconciled at this moment.

Everyone's gaze, which is linked to everyone's fate, converges in the Witch Courtyard at this moment - this is the stage where the final destinies converge.

These guys.
They all came to watch the women fight!
When men fight, it brings war; when women fight, it brings peace.

Ansu thinks that in order to achieve the peace of the century, women can go to the front lines and just need to pull their hair bravely, while the men in charge of the rear have more to consider - they have to think about which audience seat has the best view!
If given the chance, Ansu would also like to quietly be a bloodthirsty spectator watching the fun, but he has been dragged into it by the crazy woman Cersei.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Cersei Milton above the courtyard. He observed the enemy with a pale blue light flashing in his left eye. Ansu frowned.

Princess Cersei stood at the top of the Witch's Courtyard. She no longer suppressed the power in her eyes. Brilliant golden light fell from the dome of the courtyard, pouring over the courtyard. Every crystal clear floor-to-ceiling window was covered with shimmering light, and every mirror reflected the image of the Kingdom of Golden Kite.

At this time, Princess Cersei's power has surpassed what Anzu has ever seen.

According to the timeline of the original world, during the "Fall of the Imperial City" period, Cersei Milton surpassed the realm of saints and reached the sixth level: demigod.

The Naraku world of 'Age of Chaos' is a fifth-level star.

Therefore, the upper limit of the level is just the saint, and beings above the saint cannot pass the examination of the "star body" and enter this world. If a demigod forcibly enters, he will be expelled by the star body.

But Cersei was able to enter, which means that she is not a demigod now. She destroyed her own rank and left scars on the magic circuit that touched the origin. This is how she could come into this world with the magic power of a demigod but the identity of a saint.

Cersei is a stowaway, a madman who is so insane that she doesn't even regret her own body. She is an enemy who can give up everything in order to climb the ladder of destiny.

Ansu was destined to have to make a break with this madman.

"Miss Luojia."

"Let's kill each other."

Cersei walked on the stairwell with light steps, as graceful as a deer. She raised her slender left hand high, and the sacred light flickered between her fingers like running water. She paused for a moment, then raised her fingertips lightly, and sprinkled all the sunshine in her hand down.

In the eyes of Ansu and Luojia, it was as if half of the sky's shattered light was crushing down on them.

Large pieces of sky debris fell into the night sky, and the first floor of the entire Witch Courtyard was riddled with holes, and every hole was filled with sacred sunlight.

The first floor of the Witch Courtyard invited the top chaos nobles in all of Avad. These heirs of various families received invitations from the Chaos Parliament and came to watch the ceremony as guests. They did not have to gather outside the courtyard like ants like those lowly poor people.

They are truly big shots.

In the eyes of these nobles, this witch tea party was just an excellent show.

So they watched this grand tea party with a clear conscience and full of expectation, thinking that it was all just a game and entertainment. But until the sacred light splashed on the bodies of these great men and corroded their turbid souls from the inside out, they realized that -

I am also a player in this entertainment activity.

Isn't it just watching a woman fight? Is it necessary to put the brakes on them?

Countless soul-touching shouts resounded throughout the entire courtyard in an instant. No Chaos noble could have expected that Cersei Milton would dare to take action against them. The family power behind them controlled the Chaos Theocracy from top to bottom, and their Chaos family had lasted for thousands of years.

Even the extremely honorable Councillors of Chaos needed their support and votes, but Cersei Milton had the audacity to do something to them!

Without them, the entire Chaos Church would be in chaos.

"Madman! Madman!"

Just as most of the nobles of Farol were killed or injured in the coronation ceremony, the rule class of Awad will also be massacred in this witch tea party, just like now.

Blood splashed like an ocean, stained the entire Witch Courtyard with the glow of death.

Seeing the nobles being braked, the fanatical people still did not stop cheering.

On the contrary, their cheers became even louder!
"Chaos is the ladder to rise, chaos is the ladder to rise!"

In this country of entertainment to death and chaos to madness, when joy has multiplied to the extreme, no one will care about the past, present and future, even if they know that tomorrow will be the fall, even if the joy will fade away and then there will be loneliness, even if the scorching summer will burn out and then there will be late autumn, all the joy will eventually be like the dead trees in the garden that become thinner with the autumn wind, and the joy at that time will turn into the burning desire of tomorrow, even so -

The people of chaos will still dance wildly for today's joy.

All eras are destroyed due to weakness, but the Chaos Theocracy alone is burned to ashes due to its glory!

Cersei did not use any magic, but simply cast down the endless light of the Son of the Golden Kite. Just like that, she caused such horrific large-scale casualties. This is the ability of the blessing of the Son of the Golden Kite to restrain dark creatures. The darker the creature, the more affected it is.

In this era, the Golden Kite Dynasty had not yet arrived, and Milton's ancestors had not yet been born.

Cersei is the first Son of the Golden Kite in this world, and she will also establish the first Golden Kite Dynasty in this world!
"Don't be afraid. I'm here."

Facing Cersei's overwhelming attack, Anzu said calmly.

As the darkest cursed child in the audience, he calmly protected Miss Luojia in front of him. No, be afraid, because you are here. Miss Luojia looked back at Ansu expressionlessly, you are really self-aware.

The glow that occupied half of the sky poured all over Miss Luojia's profile, making the latter appear as pure white as a picture. The glow that directly destroyed most of the courtyard had no effect on Luojia.

She is the glorious saint who has fully awakened, and the divine blessing has no effect on her.

The Saint of the Imperial Capital is, after all, just a fake Saint.

"What kind of treasure am I to you this time?" She sighed, revealing a helpless expression of 'I really can't do anything with you', "You annoying Mr. Ansu."

Miss Luojia felt that she was a tool that was easy to deal with.

When Ansu's hands were cold, she became a hand warmer. When Ansu lacked magic power, she became a power bank.

She has become accustomed to getting along with the little one like this.

Luo Jia thought about these things, a helpless smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She was always helpless with An Su. At this moment, death was spreading in the glory, and the annoying Mr. An Su was behind her, hugging her gently. Their breaths blended with each other, as if they were melted in the pure white sea of ​​light.

"What treasure am I to you this time?" Luo Jia asked with a smile.

"Bunker."

An Suhu stood behind Luo Jia and answered without raising his head.

Is Bunker also a branch of Treasure?

Miss Luojia was instantly furious, your whole family is a bunch of assholes.

To a certain extent, Ansu did not lie. The back of the little saint was very solid. No holy light could get in. It was as solid as a bunker.

Miss Luojia is so useful. An Su nodded and gently hugged the slender and delicate body of the Saint Miss from behind.

Luojia stood quietly in the center of the courtyard, and the entire courtyard was covered with blood and corpses.

The place where the little saint stood was pure white without any filth; the nobles who were still alive in the courtyard saw that only Ansu was fine, and they immediately showed ecstatic faces and rushed to Ansu and Luojia impatiently.

Cersei has gone mad and the Chaos Parliament cannot be contacted. Only Anzu, who is about to become a Chaos Parliament member, can save them.

The one running in front of these nobles was Mr. Tang Jie Kede who had been eliminated. This noble who was in charge of the "Chaos Censorship Law" ran faster than anyone else when faced with the "Glorious Kingdom" that he truly dreamed of.

The same is true of the pursuit of the Glorious Kingdom, but when it really appeared in front of Don Quixote, he was not happy.

"Mr. Ansu. What happened before was my fault."

Now that he was about to die, he knew he was wrong. Even though this great nobleman with a 30,000-year heritage admitted his mistakes, he did not lose the demeanor of the Tang family. "If you can protect me today, I am willing to destroy my own bones to apologize to you."

He was confident that humans like Ansu, who were born on the border, had neither background nor bloodline, and needed allies like the Tang family.

"If you want to secure your seat as a councillor, you must have the support of our Sugar Gate."

"If you still don't trust me." He smiled confidently, "We can make a three-year agreement. If I become a demigod after three years, then I will have done nothing wrong."

But before Tang Jiekede could finish his words, his expression froze.

That confident and elegant smile was completely frozen on her face.

Tang Jie Kede slowly lowered his eyes, and he saw a magic sword with a flickering pale blue glow sunk into his chest. As the pale blue sword light swayed, the gazes of life came from all directions. He felt his body growing wildly, every muscle was increasing in value, and flesh and blood occupied his face hideously. Both his soul and body felt the most insane pain.

[Blue Redemption Holy Sword]

The end of the hilt of the holy sword was in the hands of a young man named Ansu Morningstar.

The young man with navy blue pupils gently put his right hand around Miss Luojia's waist, and with his left hand he stretched out the sword of blasphemy and accurately pierced Tang Jiekede's chest.

There was a calm yet crazy smile on the young man's lips.

“You’d better reopen it.”

Don Jekode's soul and body are gradually withering. He is offered on the table of the Mother Goddess like a sacrifice. The feast is still going on, but he is no longer a diner, but the food on the plate.

Death came in an instant, taking away all his elegance, pride and nobility.

Tang Jie Kede's life is a life of double standards.
But only death is equal.

Descends equally upon all the haughty nobles.

An Su dragged the pale blue sword light and started killing among the remaining nobles. He walked lightly between the sea of ​​flowers and the sea of ​​blood. The pale blue light jumped, rose and fell, and twisted among the crowd. Every rise and fall would take away a head, and would be offered as a sacrifice to the Mother Goddess of Life, the most luxurious meal!
The blood-red moonlight, symbolizing "life", now covered half of the courtyard.

It competes with Cersei's golden light and together they divide the day and night.

Cersei knew that she couldn't kill Lorgar with the Holy Light, so she used the Holy Light only to quickly slaughter all the great nobles in the Courtyard of Light; and Anzu would do the same thing, and every noble on the field was their prey.

The guests who are qualified to enter this courtyard are all nobles with the darkest bloodline of chaos, and the Mother Goddess of Life is fond of this.

Sacrifice them first and you will receive rich magic power in return.

To Ansu, to a player, these nobles are all river monsters!
He needs to accumulate enough magic power - the magic power provided by the fallen angels alone is not enough. After all, the fallen angels suck the common people, and no matter how evil the common people are, they are not as evil as the nobles.

Cersei has made up her mind and dedicated everything she has as a demigod to this battle.

Only by accumulating enough magic power can you defeat this evil woman.

Countless heads were thrown and fell like flower bouquets, countless corpses bloomed and shattered like fireworks, the courtyard covered with blood was a Chinese-style wedding room, and the corridor covered with holy light was a Western-style church. An Su gently hugged Miss Luo Jia's waist and walked between the blood-red wedding room and the white church. The continuous shattering of bones was the sound of firecrackers in the wedding room, and the continuous wailing of the nobles was the echo of the church bells. At the end of the chaotic era and at the beginning of the glorious era, they stepped into the last step of destiny together!
“Priests of Life from Ancient Times”

And Ansu's eyes were already stained with a pale blue madness.

——"Ansu Morningstar invites you to enter the world."

The confused audience was also completely crazy. After two people were so awesome, there came another one!
It turned out to be a fight between three women!
(End of this chapter)