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

Chapter 388 The Humor of the Older Generation of Artists

【Pure White Holy Eyes】

There was no way Anzu would mistake those eyes.

The pure white pupils are the root-level pupils that connect to the 'world'. There is not a single impurity in the dazzling pupils, and they are as clear as the most perfect ice crystals in the world, folding the sunlight into layers of glow. The entire world is clearly visible in those white pupils.

The key is
Those pupils were pure white, and there was no trace of any sour smell of "love" contaminated by them.

As pure as ice.

So An Su would definitely not make a mistake, this must be the Pure White Holy Eye.

If the blue devil pupil is the embodiment of life, then the pure white holy pupil is magic itself!

But if there were only pure white eyes in front of him, An Su would never be so surprised or even shocked.

Although Ansu had guessed various outcomes at the end of the stairs before stepping into the Chaotic Parliament, the scenery he saw in the end was still far beyond Ansu's expectations.

Because he saw the corpse.

The steps in front of me were covered with corpses.

The corpse of a demigod.

Five broken but intact bodies were stacked on both sides of the stairs. The glow in their pupils had gradually faded, but even though their souls had disappeared, the [pressure] left by their remains was still deeply imprinted on the world. Filth and disasters crushed and covered everything. It was the pressure of the remains of a demigod.

The entire glorious kingdom of heaven was polluted by the blood and corpses!

A complete chill struck Anzu's soul.

Spreading to every corner of his body.

Each corpse was wrapped in a scarlet robe, which indicated the identity of these demigods - they were called "cardinals" in later generations. In the Age of Chaos, each corpse here was a member of the Chaos Council!

The councillor at the top of the ladder of chaos!
Pain, life, human body, disaster, chaos. Except for the neutral Astral Bishop and the Shadow Bishop who had never appeared, the five members who actually controlled the Chaos Parliament were all killed.

No wonder Awad was almost destroyed, but the Chaos Council didn’t take action. It turned out that they were all wiped out!
The Chaos Councillors are protected by the laws of chaos. Can they go against the laws and kill five demigods?

The remains of demigods were piled on the stairs of fate, dirty blood was splashed among the brilliance, and among all the corpses and filth, there were only those pure white eyes at the top, spotless and flawless, without the slightest impurity.

Is this the strength of the original first heir?
Is it 'Merlin Andre'?
Only the God of Law could possess such pure eyes. Only the strongest demigod could achieve a terrifying 1v5 record.

Ansu raised his head and looked at His Majesty at the top of the stairs. He couldn't see His specific face clearly. He was wearing a dark purple robe that dragged down along the Stairs of Destiny. His long hair like silk fluttered in the wind.

He lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the scenery below the stairs, looking at the 'Awad' that had become a tomb, and the starlight and sunlight were reflected in his pure white pupils.

The look of compassion that occasionally appeared in the depths of those eyes was perhaps just an illusion.

[The Faceless Man]!
Ansu couldn't see His face clearly, or perhaps He had no face.

He has no face - instead, there is a spiral of pure white light, twisting and covering like a mask, sacred and pure and flawless.

Merlin Andre also has no face. He claimed to Ansu that this was more pretentious, very mysterious, very cool, like a powerful person who was hidden from the world.

——Is it really just because of this?

The His Majesty before him was not completely different from Merlin, but they were exactly the same.

It also has no face, the same pure white eyes, and its entire body is made up of the purest white light. It has no entity and just stands there, as if the whole world is pressing down on it.

But An Su had sharp eyes and noticed the difference instantly.

The person in front of him has hair, but Merlin has no hair.

So, this is Merlin Andre from 30,000 years ago. But the time doesn't match.

Ansu frowned slightly, but the past of the God of Law was all recorded. Merlin was a saint of the same period as Bishop Morgan. He joined the Glorious Church a hundred years ago and was at most a hundred years old. Could it be that the records of the Church were forged?

In fact, Merlin worked overtime for 30,000 years?
And still be Xiao Chu Nan who is 30,000 years old?

That's too pitiful.

An Su frowned, his soul was trembling slightly, and his spirituality was constantly reminding An Su that he had forgotten a detail, a foreshadowing that he had ignored for a long time.

But before An Su had time to think carefully, something strange happened in the next moment.

The faceless man withdrew his gaze. Perhaps he had sensed Ansu's arrival, and turned his head towards Ansu. His faceless light splashed with a gentle smile like ripples, and his pure white eyes were still pure and flawless. He gently raised his hand towards Ansu and said with a smile:
"Brilliance."

“He” smiled, his pure white eyes analyzing the entire world. All the light was reflected in his eyes, and the whole world was clearly echoing his low singing.

"Judgment."

【Glorious Judgment】

Anzu would not be wrong, this was the genuine light of judgment - no one in all of Naraku understood the original work better than a plagiarist like him. Whether it was the grand light descending from the sky, the guardian angel who turned against his allies, or the hymns echoing in his ears, they all clearly revealed the truth.

He had never thought that he would actually see the true light of judgment in the Chaos Theocracy 30,000 years ago.

The light covered everything within sight, whether it was the corpses of the demigods on the steps or the devastated holy city of Avad with charred corpses everywhere, all were covered in the pure white sea of ​​sacred light. The glow projected from above the Stairway of Destiny judged all the living and the dead.

After a long time, the pure white sea of ​​light dried up.

If it was Merlin's judgment, Ansu's head would have fallen off, and he wouldn't have had time to resist. But his head was still there, and Ansu subconsciously wiped his neck and nodded calmly.

It seems that the guess in my mind was correct. The shining pupil in front of me was not Merlin Andre. I should have thought of it earlier!
The Light of Judgment has been passed down for three generations. Ansu plagiarized the Light of Judgment from Merlin, and Merlin plagiarized the Light of Judgment from his teacher - the Light of Judgment of the first ruler of heaven.

It is also the only original Light of Judgment in this world, the first generation of Light of Judgment! (See Chapter 154)
Even Merlin Andre, the god of law, has a teacher.

However, in the original world's plot, this person was just a background board, without even a model, so Ansu subconsciously ignored him.

Although he has never appeared, there are traces of his majesty everywhere in this world.

The Light of Judgment of Anzu and Merlin was originally created by Him;
Merlin also mentioned that it was his teacher who retired more than ten years ago and passed the position to him. He could never get over his teacher's retirement (see 153).

When Merlin was young, he could only cast spells with his toes, so he spent a sour and bitter youth, which was also required by his teacher. (See 262) Although a strange incident was mixed in the above deeds, in short, the identity of the crown in front of him is about to be revealed.

The first ruler of the Kingdom of Heaven, the Faceless Man, was also the last Chaos Councillor of the original Chaos Era and the "Last Bishop" in his original destiny!
Merlin is the strongest demigod in the Glorious Age, and his master is the strongest demigod in the Chaotic Age.

Merlin allowed the death of the eldest prince of the Golden Kite, and used this as an anchor point before massacring the Milton royal family, leading to the advent of Chaos Naraku; and the last bishop also allowed the deaths of the prospective members of Chaos, and used this as an anchor point before massacring the Chaos Parliament, leading to the advent of Glorious Naraku!
Everything is so similar, everything fits so perfectly.

As early as the beginning, all the endings were shown by the gods.

The fate that lasted for 30,000 years took a spiral, with different eras intersecting at the end of the stairs. The creatures of all eras, the things of all eras, the ups and downs of all eras, were all clearly visible in this Möbius loop!

Destiny has never risen, destiny is just a fixed cycle.

The end point is the starting point, and the starting point is the end point. This is Naraku, the Naraku of every living being, the Naraku of every era!

In just a short moment, countless forgotten and ignored details flooded into Ansu's mind. His pupils trembled violently. Cersei was right. All the truth was waiting for him at the end of the stairs.

He narrowed his eyes and scanned the remaining holy light around him, frowning even more tightly. If he remembered correctly, the first circuit effect of the first generation of Radiant Judgment should be.
Mass resurrection. (See 154)

Merlin's Light of Judgment is a group-head-down technique, while the orthodox Light of Judgment is a group-head-up technique.

Judge the good and evil of the souls of the dead, resurrect the dead, and guide the confused and the good and evil.

The Glorious Judgment covered the Ladder of Destiny, covered all the councilors above the ladder, poured down from the highest point of Awad, gently and mercifully flowed over all the streets, and flowed over the pupils of all the dead.

Ansu couldn't understand. It was the last bishop who coldly slaughtered all the parliamentarians and coldly allowed the destruction of the Chaos Theocracy. If that was the case, why did he still try to resurrect them?

——"I don't like killing people, but this is something that must be done and is destined to be done, so I have no choice but to do it."

"To take control of the Kingdom of Heaven, you must obtain the unanimous vote of the Chaos Council, so you have no choice but to kill them."

"In destiny, glory must come at this moment, so Awad must be destroyed."

“There’s nothing we can do about it.”

"child."

Perhaps seeing Ansu's confusion, a calm voice came from the top of the stairs, with kindness and compassion.

"But we are only mortals. We are not qualified to judge the fate of others. This is a principle that every glorious saint should remember."

"That's why I created the Glorious Judgment. That's why I leave the right to judge good and evil, to fate, to them themselves - this is my habit."

The faceless man stared at Ansu, his pure white pupils clear and dead. He lowered his eyes and said calmly,

"So I randomly target a person and use [Glorious Judgment] on his corpse. If he comes back to life, he is destined to live. If he still dies, it proves that he deserves to die."

"If I can't tell whether a stranger is good or bad, or good or evil, I can just kill him and then resurrect him."

"What a pity." His pure white eyes reflected Ansu's face, and he said expressionlessly, "I have killed so many people, but no one will be resurrected. I am a member of the Glory Cult, but everyone recommended me as a candidate for chaos."

"Including this time, we slaughtered an entire era, and the ending is the same."

He looked at the holy city below the stairs. The desolate streets were still lifeless. The pale winter sun poured down, filling the entire city with a mercury-like cold white hue. "This is what all living beings call fate, a destined fate."

"Ansu Morningstar."

He turned to look at Ansu and read out the latter's real name.

The whole world was transparent and clear in the pure white holy pupil. The faceless man only needed to look at it and saw everything he wanted to see. He tilted his head and smiled coldly,
"You are confident enough to be killed by me now-"

The last bishop said this playfully, as if this was an interesting game.

"Can it be resurrected?"

How come you turned such a great resurrection spell, with such a merciful and sacred brilliant effect, into a Tutu simulator?
"If you can't tell whether a stranger is good or bad, just kill him first." An Su was sweating profusely just listening to this. The old Deng in front of him was worthy of being able to teach a great man like Merlin!

“Then I guarantee you’ll die.”

Ansu was aware of his own behavior. He shrugged in self-abandonment, as if he had given up struggling:

"So what is your plan? Kill me, the Chaos Councillor who is about to be crowned? Then you will seize this last seat, inherit as the last Chaos Councillor, and completely take control of the Kingdom of Heaven?"

The young man made a gesture of giving up, but he was actually secretly gathering his magic power, and the second circuit of [Glorious Judgment] was ready to go. Although he was definitely no match for Teacher Merlin, he could repeat the Glorious Judgment unlimitedly, go back in time and delay time, looking for the last chance to break the deadlock.

Even if forced into a desperate situation, players will not give up hope!
The faceless man looked at Ansu calmly. His pure white eyes spread out everything in the world, and all concepts emerged from his eyes.
No matter it is the past, present or future, the truth of the times emerges from the bottom of those eyes, like fallen sycamore leaves fished out of a clear pond.

All of Ansu's intentions and plans were reflected in those pupils.

"Ansu Morningstar."

The pair of white eyes stared at An Su coldly, and time lost its meaning at this moment.

The pressure from the entire kingdom of heaven was suppressed, the stars stopped moving, and the boundary between light and darkness became blurred. This was the cold murderous intent of the first ruler of the kingdom of heaven, the last bishop of chaos!
No emotions, no fluctuations.

As calm as fate.

"Were you born?"

Under the oppressive gaze, the faceless man said expressionlessly,

"I've been working for 30,000 years, and now I have to work for you?"

Alas. An Su blinked his clear and confused eyes and tilted his confused head.

The faceless man was angry when he saw An Su's behavior. He gritted his teeth and said:
——"You're dating so many girls downstairs, and you're still making such a fuss. When you go upstairs, you reluctantly say 'do it for two days', as if you've suffered a great injustice. I've been watching you upstairs the whole night!"

"climb!"

"From now on, you can only use your toes to cast spells!!"

(End of this chapter)