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

Chapter 360 Song of Songs Sylvia never existed

Ansu fell from the darkness. In front of the shadow candle, countless illusions and whispers rose from his eyes and ears. All his past related to the unknown were exposed to the black candlelight.

In the swaying of the black flame, all the truth is clearly visible.

The first thing reflected in the fire was the memory of Ansu's previous life, the past before he 'came' to Naraku. All the unknowns hidden in the shadows that have not yet been explored and verified will rise and fall from the fire phase of the candle - the gaze of the Mother Goddess.

It was only a moment, but Ansu felt as if half a lifetime had passed. When he opened his eyes hazy in the darkness, the judgment of the Mother Goddess had already begun.

[Mother Goddess of Shadows and Unknown], amorphous and imageless, the darkness and chaos that has existed since the birth of the star.

It is a god whose image is blindness and ignorance.

He is not a native god in Naraku, but the only one among the gods who descended from the stars, so he is also the most mysterious god.

The definition he represents is the cruel, disorderly, and irrational dark map of the universe. Because of his "ignorant" nature, he has almost no believers. Only the demons that have survived since ancient times can inherit his faith.

In the teachings of shadow and unknown, the more ignorant you are, the more aware you are. Sacrifice your ignorance to the shadows and you will gain the lost knowledge.

The 'ignorance' here is not simply a lack of culture, but a lack of 'intelligence', that is, primitiveness and instinct. The more primitive it is, the closer it is to the origin of the universe.

Since the beginning of life, life has been forced to accept information from the outside world. Information is knowledge. Complex information often pollutes the innocence of the soul. As the age becomes more complex, it will deviate from the original chaos of shadows and move towards a rational state. .

Simply put, too much knowledge means not enough innocence.

The Shadow and the Unknown Mother Goddess likes innocent children, so primary school students in the Awadh Theocracy must enter juvenile detention centers from an early age. Or be sent to the mountains and become partners with animal friends.

In order to maintain innocence, the family education and ancestral precepts of the Demon family also emphasize that raising dandy children must not be tainted with learning.

As for the shadow candle in front of Ansu, layers of dark black flames could be faintly seen at the wick, but the most surprising thing was that except for the outermost outer flame, the core of the black flame did not burn.

The shadow candle is neither lit nor extinguished, but remains in a state of flickering on and off.

The ceremony had just begun, and his previous life flashed before Ansu's eyes, and such a strange situation occurred.

Ansu frowned slightly and looked at Mr. Demon tentatively.

As a pure-blood demon, Mr. Demon has a deep understanding of shadows. He frowned and analyzed:

"The shadow candle can light a part of it, which means that your knowledge in a certain field is blank, and you are in a completely unexplored, unpracticed, and unexperienced unfamiliar territory."

Mr. Demon looked at the pure black color of the flame, "Such purity means that you have never explored a certain aspect of unknown knowledge in your more than ten years of life, and you can only do this if you have never been contaminated by that knowledge. Pure black outer flame.”

He originally thought that a top student like Ansu, who could support the whole family, would have a wide range of knowledge, but he didn't expect that there were also some things he missed.

"but."

Mr. Devil's voice changed,

"Although your flame is beautiful, the inner flame in it is still not lit, which shows that you are still not recognized by the shadow. This situation is very rare, and it shows that you are not ignorant of that knowledge; just On the contrary, the core is not bright at all, which shows that you have quite rich and complex theoretical knowledge, but you have never put this theoretical knowledge into practice. "

"This leads to this wonderful flame that is bright on the outside and dark on the inside, fierce in color and soft on the inside."

Mr. Demon's expression became more and more complicated. Ansu had brought him too many surprises.

How can such knowledge exist in this world? It is obviously rich in theory, but has no practical operation at all?

Ansu listened to Mr. Demon's analysis, and for some reason, he felt a little sweaty.

"That's it, that's it"

Mr. Devil thought for a long time, his pupils trembled suddenly, and finally he suddenly realized.

He stared at Ansu with shocked and frightened eyes, as if looking at a peerless treasure in this world. This shock even surpassed all the previous ones. He patted his forehead and exclaimed from the bottom of his heart,

"It turns out to be sexual knowledge."

Witnessed by 300,000 people, he stared at Ansu in admiration and said in disbelief, "Disrespectful, you are Xiao Chunan!"

Damn you.

The corner of Ansu's mouth twitched fiercely, and he would take it off when I got out. As Mr. Demon finished speaking, all the girls in the Chaos Theocracy burst into a wave of astonishment. What kind of master is this? What kind of peerless master is this?

With such a handsome face, so rich and powerful, he is still Chu Nan.

No one could easily have expected that Councilor Ansu was actually an innocent Chu Nan. Who could resist such a pure and delicious virgin? Who could defeat him? His Councilor Ansu had given him the entire Chaos Theocracy. Conquered!

There has never been a parliamentarian who has done this for the people.

As the saying goes, the butt determines the position. The majority of voters in Awad are not the correct faction of the Rainbow Elves, nor the dark faction or the legal faction, but the Chunan faction.

This is truly standing in the position of the people at the grassroots level, advancing and retreating together with the citizens at the bottom.

There is a higher political realm in this world than "having fun with the people"——

It means living with the people.

The audience present all looked at Ansu with admiration and admiration. This young man's willpower is really too strong. Only such an innocent Xiao Chunan can truly realize the revival of the Chaos Theocracy.

"It turns out you were ready."

Mr. Demon's pupils trembled slightly, and he looked at Ansu with admiration, "To be able to guard Chu Nan's holy body, what a strong willpower, what a powerful city, I can endure this, I would have done it earlier."

Ansu's face darkened, "I was born, you realized something."

Mr. Demon exhaled slowly, "This is all your plan. You did it deliberately. You deliberately maintained Chu Nan's holy body for decades in order to achieve the co-election of the seven gods. "

"I see. It turns out that you have long seen through the secret secrets of our demon family."

Mr. Devil's expression was complicated. After a long while, he slowly exhaled and was completely convinced by Ansu. He first blocked the audio from the outside world, and then lowered his voice and said to Ansu,

"It seems that you already know our family's secret."

Ansu couldn't understand what Mr. Demon was talking about, so he said with difficulty, "What secret skill?"

“Only the legendary Xiao Chunan can achieve the original state of ‘ignorance’ and chaos!”

Mr. Devil’s face was full of admiration and praise:

"I haven't been polluted by any sour and useless information about love, so I can maintain the innocent state of ignorance, Jin Jin Jin! View knowledge with ignorance. Only when you don't know anything can you know everything and be pure and pure. Beautiful imagination finally builds a perfect and pure paradise of love.”

"Blind and foolish, from nothing to something, from emptiness to fullness, this is the core that perfectly fits the shadow and unknown!"

Shut the fuck up. Ansu's defense is a bit broken. When so many voters are watching, he must maintain a calm and composed image.

He looked at Mr. Demon, who was full of admiration and eloquent, and sighed: "Speak in human terms."

So Mr. Devil lowered his voice and said mysteriously:

——"The Shadow and the Unknown Mother Goddess prefer good-looking little virgins."

[Delicious little virgin, you have slightly attracted the attention of the Shadow Mother Goddess]

The cold evening wind blew by, and the black fireworks reflected Ansu's face in a gloomy and uncertain manner. In the long and embarrassing silence, time seemed to have stopped at this moment. I don't know how long it took, maybe just a few seconds, Ansu held his forehead.

You, he turns out to be a low-level goddess!

Ansu couldn't hold himself any longer, he shouldn't have expectations for the gods in this world!

"Mr. Ansu, please don't reveal it to anyone." Mr. Demon lowered his voice, "'Sticking to Chu Nan's body' is one of the secrets of our pure-blooded demon family."

"[Sticking to Chu Nan's body] is your family's secret skill." Ansu's expression was subtle, "Then how did your family pass it down?"

"That's why the number of people in the Demon Clan is so rare now, not even one out of ten."

Mr. Demon sighed, "The elders have strictly prohibited us from practicing forbidden arts, and we have vigorously reproduced them. All the teaching materials have been replaced by the little emperor's uncle. Now only the genius of the clan, the Holy Son, can maintain Chu Nan's body. But there are also many mistakes. A possessed traitor who keeps his integrity to please the shadows."

It turns out that this is how pure-blooded demons became extinct thirty thousand years later.

Destroyed by 'All Chu Nan'.

The corner of Ansu's mouth twitched slightly. There are endless debates in the academic community about the reasons for the extinction of pure-blood demons thirty thousand years later. Some say that they died when the red moon fell, some said that they were conquered by saints, and some said that they violated the boundary of the astral body. , which led to the destruction of the oldest and noblest demon race.

Later generations of scholars never thought that the Demon family died in Chu Nan.

"But it's a pity, Your Majesty Ansu."

Mr. Demon looked at the half-dark candle with emotion, "Even if you master this forbidden technique, you still can't light the shadow candle. After all, Chu Nan is just the icing on the cake. The only thing that can really light the shadow is inheritance. "

"It seems that you are unable to become the [Seven Gods Co-Chosen]."

Mr. Demon's expression was quite regretful. It would have been better if Anzu had used more firepower to burn himself to death.

Ansu failed to receive the blessing from the Shadow Mother Goddess, but he did not feel disappointed. This result was a matter of course - not to mention now, even in Ansu's previous life, the shadow school was the only one that Ansu did not have. The genre that can be unlocked is for no other reason than the whole branch about shadows was cut off directly.

"Tonight is over."

"I'm going home to watch idiot Luo Jia's jokes."

Ansu whispered, his whole body was covered in blood now, and his face looked pale due to excessive blood loss. His consciousness was also a little blurred and he needed treatment from the little saint. The young man shook his head and walked out of the ritual altar, his hands hanging down naturally. Then, blood dripped down from his fingertips, and when Ansu passed through the shadow candle, the blood splashed on the black flames.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock.

But that was not the sound of blood dripping, but the patter of autumn rain splashing on the iron windows.

Ansu opened his eyes in a daze.

He is still on the altar now, but it is not the grand altar of the Seven Gods in Avad. Instead, it is in front of the altar with rotten bones, bone rituals, barbaric and primitive smelly altar, surrounded by twisted arms, and A rampart of flesh and blood growing wantonly.

This is the altar of the Life Esotericists. Ansu has sacrificed countless times, so he naturally understands that this is the most basic altar of the Life Esotericists.

And this scene in front of him is very familiar to him, so familiar that it is engraved in his bones--

Because Ansu has experienced it personally, this is the opening of [Naraku], the beginning of everything, the origin of all stories:

Two years ago, he was captured and sacrificed by the Life Esotericists that night!

The candle of shadow and unknown can recreate all the pasts that are related to the ‘unknown’. The unknown of Ansu in the previous life was Chu Nan, and the unknown of this life is unexpectedly this night.

As a player, Ansu is very familiar with this night, because in his previous life, he has speed-passed the game seventeen times, and has seen the same opening seventeen times. No matter how he restarts, he cannot change this solution. This is the [fate] of this story.

No matter how the players skip classes, they are destined to be dead.

Because this is a plot kill, and plot kills are unreasonable and irrational. Just like fate, it is a destined fate.

As the son of the curse, he was left alone and sacrificed by the cultists. [The Dawn of Naraku] Lorga Fast awakened because of his own death. The maid Enya Morningstar did not catch up with his death and chose to commit suicide in front of the altar.

Ansu must admit that there are many unsolved mysteries in this origin.

It can even be said to be a "contradiction".

Given the maid's level of inferiority at the time, she even had to follow him when taking a bath or sleeping, so how could she be left alone? Miss Enya's life experience is also a mystery. Why did she choose to commit suicide? Was it just to be buried with him?

What do the three dreams he had represent?

In any case, everything fell into the shadow of the unknown.

Miss Enya's story line also ended because of this.

This memory developed exactly like the past. Ansu walked in the filthy altar from a third-person perspective, and no cultists could find him.

Now Ansu can look at this memory from an absolutely objective perspective. He saw the crazy secret believers, and the lonely and miserable little Luojia, who was wearing washed-out nun clothes, hugging her knees, squatting in a corner of the prison like a stray kitten. He also saw himself - the self who had not yet awakened the memory of his previous life.

The confused, ignorant, and ignorant self.

The fifteen-year-old noble boy lowered his head, his blue eyes reflected pale light, his skin was also pale and almost transparent, and his robe fell down to wrap his bare feet; there was only fear, ignorance and confusion in his eyes. He was about to be killed, and the light in his eyes gradually faded.

He knew nothing and understood nothing.

In this cold and bloody cage, he was just a fifteen-year-old child.

But at this moment, Ansu saw something that appeared in his memory, but he could not perceive it at that time.

That was shadow magic. Magic that hides everything.

- This is the shadow hidden in the truth.

Fifteen-year-old Ansu certainly couldn't see clearly, but now Ansu could see, because his soul had broken through the saint, he could see the shadow magic clearly--

Ansu slightly widened his eyes, because he saw a scene that he absolutely couldn't believe.

He saw amber eyes, he saw thin lips like cherry blossoms, he saw black and white Lolita skirts and brown deerskin boots, the dark autumn rain knocked on the soil, the girl stood in the shadow, the candlelight would make the shadow dark and uncertain.

He saw Miss Enya Morningstar, she was just in front of him, outside the cage, in the autumn rain, in the shadow, the girl gently raised her slender and white fingers, brushed across the boy's cheek, the cold and clean touch, as if the autumn rain gently brushed across the skin, and it was like the fingertips of the night, gently brushing across the tail flames of the stars.

Miss Enya was in the shadows, staring at Ansu for a long time - staring at him two years ago. During the long time when the evening breeze moistened the air, she lowered her cheeks and took a step forward.

The moist touch between her lips was like cherry blossoms, slightly sweet, slightly green, and slightly dark, just like this hazy autumn rainy night, quiet and quiet, not daring to speak loudly, that was the love hidden in the darkness.

And Ansu heard Miss Enya whispered: "The mother goddess of shadows and the unknown."

"The great existence in charge of knowledge and the unknown"

"The fog of darkness, the original chaos of the universe-"

"I sacrifice to you in the name of Ya Ge. Sylvia, and awaken his "knowledge" with my "ignorance."

"Please return the knowledge that can transcend fate to your blind and foolish believers."

"Give him the intellect to end the reincarnation of "Naraka."

The girl lowered her eyes and gently hugged the boy in the shadows.

"Master Morning Star."

"Even if I have forgotten myself, please remember who you are."

"Even if the glory has been overshadowed, please climb the last step of destiny."

[Ladder of Destiny]

In the next moment, An Su opened his eyes in a trance. He lowered his head and looked at the boy's face reflected in the puddle, stunned.

And the touch between his lips seemed to have never existed, just an illusion.

Yage.Silvia never existed,

--He just kissed a fleeting autumn rain.