Age of Cosmic Exploration - Chapter 416: A Bountiful Year

“The Second Cult Leader and the Prophet of the Voodooists died during the Holy War seven years ago.”

Florence Academy was a prestigious clergy academy.

“Now that the Voodooists are considered as a cult, who is the Third Cult Leader, where are they now, and what are they up to?”

Only I knew the answer to this question.

The Third Cult Leader was a freshman at Florence Academy. He was here, standing amongst the others in the auditorium.

How do I know this, you ask?

Because I’m the Cult Leader.

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An Xu opened his eyes and found that he was in a world with both ABO and supernatural abilities.
She pinched her face hard, but it didn’t hurt at all.
So this female alpha and lightning power user happily thought,
It’s rare to have such an interesting dream, and I’m blunt. (=￣ω￣=)
A painless aristocratic girl who traveled to the world of ABO+ supernatural powers,
The mentally retarded otaku who thinks he is dreaming, lives as he pleases in another world,
I mistakenly hit the promotion and salary to be a unparalleled king.

Female A male O, simple and rude middle school girl (female lead/alpha) X feeds a tiger brain to make up a knight (male lead/omega), cool writing, puppy blood when falling in love.

An Xu: Hey, am I not a teacher of justice?
Chris: ……………
Everyone: (No, no, I don’t think it looks like the villain’s side is better!!)

hint:
1. ABO world view, female A male O (say important things twice);
2. The heroine thought she was dreaming, and for a long time has been the crazy devil king in the eyes of everyone, and she is absolutely not pure and flawless in terms of morality
3. The hero Chris is a growth-type holy father, gradually evolving
The above points should be cautious, if you can’t accept the setting, please let it go

Content tags: strong female power soul conversion knight and sword
Search keywords: Protagonist: An Xu (Anna Sullivan), Chris Field ┃ Supporting roles: Nancy, Esther, etc. ┃ Others: female A male O, female attack, cool text, invisible pretense, brain Complementary heroes, ABOs, abilities

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The smell of blood invaded my nostrils. I watched helplessly as the woman standing over me raised her sword. I was completely drained, I had no mana left, no items, nothing. As the crimson tendrils held me down by my arms and legs, all I could do was wait for my death.

As the sword drew near, I felt the last bit of courage I had disappear. I was going to die. Alone. In this god forsaken place filled with evil. And for what? To protect those ‘friends’? The same people who mocked me, took advantage of, and used me?

Oh, who am I trying to fool? I was here only because of my own greed. Because I wanted to be useful to someone. Because I wanted to that group to need me. To value me. To have a reason to keep me around. How naïve I was, thinking that power would grant those wishes. All it did was help build a wall between me and everyone else.

The sword approached. I saw the purple light reflect off the sword’s blade. After everything I went through, I hadn’t expected my death to be by the hands of another player. I saw her smile, but this time I didn’t think it was beautiful. It was an ugly smile because it was genuine. She was enjoying watching me die. She was enjoying killing me.

The sword struck my chest and pierced my heart. I let out a scream of pain and agony. The pain was so real, all of this was so real. It shouldn’t be, but it was. What should have been a simple game had become my new reality – all of our new reality. A reality filled with magic, war, blood, and death.

My vision darkened as the pain slowly faded. I felt the last of my vitality leave my body. It felt cold. I wondered to myself, when would I stop being? When would my thoughts disappear?

Soon, I saw those words I feared for all this time appear before me. “DEATH”, in the pale blue font the game always used. They remained suspended in the air for several seconds. It was over. After a long time of fighting, grinding, and exploring, it was finally over. I had died. This was the end of my story.

Suddenly, words before me shifted and changed into something different. I took a shallow breath as I heard a faint heartbeat.

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