MTL - The More They Object, the More It Means I Did the Right Thing-Chapter 92 Epic Blessing

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Chapter 92 Epic Blessing

Ansu and Luojia went up to the second floor, opened the heavy door, and looked down from the terrace to see the dense crowd.

 The awards given by the Astral Curia are different from those awarded in the secular sense.

The finalizer of the world of Narok has the right to develop the fragments of the world for one year, and has the responsibility and obligation to build a new church in the world. To a certain extent, he is a temporarily hired district bishop.

Although there are no believers, no churches, and no resources, everything has to be built from scratch - after all, it is a glorious right, and there is an investiture ceremony.

This kind of bishop is different from the actual bishop and is called "Bishop Naraku".

 The grade is actually not high.

 Not yet as good as priests in the real world.

 The bishop of the real world can even serve as the Bishop of Naraku in more than a dozen fragmented worlds.

However, for a quasi-saint who has not yet officially joined the Holy See to become the Bishop of Naraku, it can be said to be shocking.

 “How are you feeling now?”

Is this guy a devil?

The reporters wrote down their names in their notebooks one after another. Well, let’s just write that all these guys peed their pants and cried for their mothers.

“If it were on a real battlefield and all my dear brothers would die, I wouldn’t be able to call it [victory].”

In addition to the onlookers, there were also many reporters. As soon as Ansu showed up, the flash of the magic camera took pictures of him.

Ansu’s eyes were flashing with sadness, and every sentence was so sincere.

Ansu's voice was low, with a deep sense of compassion.

  There are so many esoteric sects, no wonder they want to hunt down orthodox believers, many people secretly thought in their hearts.

 “I will never forget their sacrifice,”

According to the next plan, Ansu will give an inaugural speech, and finally receive a blessing from the gods.

Ansu's smile was very obscure, just flickering between the corners of his mouth. If Luo Jia hadn't observed carefully, he wouldn't have noticed it at all.

 You are causing trouble again. Priest Patsy stared at this guy from below, feeling his face twitching slightly.

 This is a very selling point.

 “Okay, let’s go outside,” Luojia said.

 This is knowledge in the holy textbooks, but ordinary people have never been exposed to this knowledge. However, after hearing this cold number, many people were at a loss.

This layer of window paper was roughly opened by Ansu, and the people were shocked.

 “Mr. Ansu, what do you think of this victory?”

There are so few. No wonder the Tantric religion is doing so poorly, Ansu thought to himself.

 “Three life points.”

Ansu said with a serious face, "But I can't tolerate that all these sacrifices only lead to such an ending. This is far from a victory."

 “Have we really won?”

Ansu's tone gradually became more confident. He waved his arms and his body movements were full of power. "Have you ever understood how many life points a saint's life is worth in the Cult of the Mother Goddess of Life?"

 “I will keep going,”

Luojia sprinkled the water from the Holy Grail on Ansu's head, put the holy sword symbolizing brilliance on Ansu's shoulder, knocked it three times in a row, raised his toes, and put the holy mark on the young man's left hand. On the chest.

As a saint, scenes like this are the most troublesome for her. This is the first time Ansu has arrived in the imperial capital. Isn’t he going to have stage fright?

 He had told Luo Jia before that he was born with a relatively introverted personality.

Luojia looked at Ansu's profile and saw a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Everyone was staring eagerly at Ansu on the terrace, with a beaming smile on everyone's face; Luojia and Ansu stood side by side, although she still had a smile on her face, she was looking at Ansu. But a little worried.

 “He’s out, he’s out!”

Having been with this guy in the border city for a month, she still understands his physical habits quite well. Every time he laughs like this - he will cause trouble.

 What kind of birds are brothers of beasts and pigs?

Above the starry sky, the astral messenger stared at this guy's abstract speech: You have turned your brother into a dish and served it to the mother goddess's table.

As soon as Ansu spoke, the entire scene fell silent.

“One hundred and twenty-one saints. In this war, I lost a total of one hundred and twenty-one brothers, brothers who were brothers.”

 “Did you win?”

"They suffered from severe sequelae. Some cried and cried, some shouted the names of their parents, and some even crawled out of the Holy See, their honor gradually drained away from their crotches." Ansu's voice was low.

 Hurry up and shut up!

 It took a lot of effort to suppress it!

Paxi Priest wants to cut off Ansu's magic microphone.

 Ansu was very dissatisfied that there were not many rewards for having dedicated so many saints.

 And he’s very handsome.

 After all, it is difficult to deal with such a large occasion.

 "Alice, Shana, and Rosen" Ansu read out the names one after another like the king of **** calling them names. Every saint named by Ansu only felt terrible shame.

 The cheers of the people became more and more enthusiastic.

For the public, it is not new to completely clear a second-order world fragment. What is new is that the person who has cleared the level is not yet fifteen years old.

 Shocking.

 Ansu went to the terrace.

"You may say, Mr. Morning Star, I need a goddess to bless me. Yes, you are right. Blessings are really important. But I want to tell you. There is something more important than life in this world. , that’s freedom! That’s dignity!”

 Saints must practice well so that they can pay the price. It is really embarrassing to only have three life points!

 No dignity at all.

"As long as the banner of the Painful Secret Cult is still flying in the world of Naraku, our dignity will not exist! As long as those chaos cultists and those life cultists are tyrannical in our land, our dignity will not exist!"

The Esoteric Cultists can offer a price, and Ansu will sacrifice all the Esoteric Cultists on Naraku.

"What we need is not just a blessing from a goddess! But a glorious future! A world of order!"

Not only the blessing from the goddess, Ansu also wants the blessing from the mother goddess. “It will not be achieved by begging and protesting, but by iron and blood!”

Ansu’s words seemed to be magical, full of inciting passion, one sentence after another with ups and downs of emphasis, one sentence after another that penetrated into the bone marrow, and they all penetrated deeply into the minds of ordinary believers.

 The infection gradually spreads among the population.

 “We will explore, explore in unknown territories, explore in uninhabited areas, and explore in the vast world.”

“I, Ansu Morningstad, become the Bishop of Narok in the town of Saidian,”

 “I hope you can walk with me,”

 “My compatriots,”

The previous paragraph is all foreshadowing, and the last sentence is Ansu’s ultimate goal.

 After the world is finalized, even ordinary believers can enter the world fragments.

 But the world fragment is far away from reality after all, and not many people are willing to go there.

Saidian Town is in need of oxen and horses to repair the church!

 There is even a lack of believers to preach.

 He wants to trick people into it.

 You work not for Ansu, but for a glorious future!

Of course, Ansu will still double his salary, after all, what he lacks most is money.

 The people looked at Ansu on the stage, and saw the brilliant starlight shining on Ansu's body, making the young man look so sacred.

 Many young people became excited because Ansu’s remarks were so contagious.

 They all shouted together, "Morning Star! Morning Star! Morning Star!"

“We don’t fight for sacrifices, we fight for glory! We are not machines, not cattle and horses, we are people! We are God’s people who have never surrendered!”

Ansu was talking nonsense throughout. He gently touched his chest with his left hand, made a cross with the index finger of his right hand, and spread his palm outward - this was the most glorious blessing ceremony of the Holy See.

 “Long live the glory, my countrymen!”

Infected, the believers who came to watch the ceremony started shouting,

 “Long live the glory!”

 “Long live the glory!”

 Looking at the impassioned Ansu next to him, Luojia silently held his forehead.

 What about introversion?

 After the speech, it was a blessing from the gods.

Ansu took a step forward, maintaining the posture of the Holy Light. The astral priests also activated the terminal to communicate with the gods, and the sacred sight converged here.

 Liszt and Arthur also followed behind.

 One second, two seconds, half a minute of waiting.

Why is there a delay this time? The astral priest is very confused. Are you lost?

 Finally, after more than ten seconds, the blessing finally came.

 Because of the double perfect score, Ansu received the epic blessing from the goddess of radiance, while Liszt and Arthur directly received faith points and ordinary blessings.

 The blessings are all unique magic, also known as epic magic.

 They are all designed based on their performance in the world of Naraku, and automatically adapt to the personality of the blessed person.

  Rather than being given by the goddess, it is better to say that it was created by Ansu himself.

 The blessing of the goddess of radiance is: [Praise of Holy Light]

  【Holy Light Praise】

  【Blessing Domain Magic】

  【Unique Magic (Epic Magic)】

 【Consumption of three magic points (originally three, epic magic, not affected by the negative effects of Cursed Child)】

 【Effect: For every death of a secret cultist within the area, five points of magic power will be restored, lasting ten minutes】

  【Note: Mr. Ansu Morningstad is a devout believer in the Holy Light. After many years of research, he has discovered that there are many types of Holy Light, among which Killing Light is a rare branch of the Holy Light】

  I feel that this thing can be paired with [Life Gift] and become a perpetual motion machine for sacrifice, Ansu thought in his mind.

 At the same time, the reward for hunting the mystics was also given to Ansu.

 Taken together, there are a full 120 faith points.

 Go to the church to redeem it later.

 It’s enough to bring Ansu’s rank to the third level.

 “From beginning to end.”

Ansu was about to say the last words. He looked at the enthusiastic crowd around him and said righteously, "I, Ansu Morningstar, am the most loyal believer of the Goddess of Glory."

.

 At the same time, there is a place even further away than the border.

 The northern continent, the Avad Empire, the country of the Esoteric Cult.

 The fourth division of the Third Church of the Painful Esoteric Cult.

 The same ceremony is going on.

  Although the infiltrated companions are almost dead, the Priest of Pain is indifferent.

 Because the saints were also completely destroyed.

But they are a little confused now,

 Looking at the number one name on the list,

 The Mystic of Pain with the Tallest Head

 They were lost in thought.

 Now they are looking for a mysterious man named Painful Confidant.

 (End of this chapter)

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