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

"Just stay in the shadows and watch forever."

Luojia said calmly,

"Please report to that lady Yacosylvia verbatim."

Why are you still chasing and killing me?

The eyes of the demons were almost dead. They thought that since they had become idiots, their hearts would not be hurt, but they never expected that there were demons in this world who were trying to kill Xiao Chunan.

Oh, it’s so complicated. It’s a pity that I have never been in love. They sighed.

Not only were the demons of the Tang Dynasty sweating profusely, but the boy Ansu also stood at attention.

Ansu couldn't bear to see his Chu Nan brothers so desperate. To solve the final problem of this method, he could only rely on the wisdom of his ancestors. The only way to do it was to kill.

"A mere little Chu Nan can actually leapfrog the level and kill me. Chu Nan is in the peak state. If we don't get rid of him today, he will become a full state in the future. We can't stay."

The blue Holy Blade of Redemption gathered in his hands again. Ansu snorted coldly, raised the Holy Sword in his hand, and tried to eliminate these things on the spot with lightning speed.

Or is Chu Nan so troublesome? If it really gives them a chance in the future, then it's okay!

"Mr. Ansu, it's useless"

The leader of the Tang Dynasty Demon murmured. As the captain of this group of scouts, he has the highest rank, so he can retain the clearest consciousness. At this time, facing the blue sword light, he opened his mouth, With a dull look in his eyes he said:

"Our gaze"

The voice was low and hollow, as if there was no emotion at all.

"Yes and."

"Shared by Your Majesty."

"We've already spoken."

"Your Majesty Song of Songs, Sylvia, has been watching you."

"Your Majesty is not happy."

Candid photography, right?

Ansu stopped, he frowned and sighed, he should have thought of it earlier.

Girls with lower heads always have lower heads like this.

The young man saw the rich darkness overflowing from the pupils of the demons. The shadows seemed to have a source, constantly pouring out and sublimating. The water of darkness with substance dripped from the pupils of the demons. land.

The scene in front of me can be described as weird to the extreme. Ansu felt that gaze - a gaze that was both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time, a gaze from the depths of the shadows. He didn't know when it had appeared beside him.

He stepped back to avoid being contaminated by the black water.

Well. Luojia stared at the darkness eroding from the ground. Shadow and light are opposites. As a glorious saint, she instinctively hates and rejects such an existence. This is hostility from the root of the soul.

from those darknesses,

Luo Jia saw many illusions, as if she had traveled through a long space, trudged across a dark river, and finally looked into the eyes of the existence in the unknown depths. It was strange and cold. She saw pupils as black as ice, without any emotion. fluctuation.

She doesn't like Miss Yage Sylvia - Luojia once again confirmed this fact. She doesn't like Miss Yage Sylvia. It can even be said that they are mutually exclusive.

What Ansu can be sure of is that Yage Sylvia is indeed unhappy.

Especially after Miss Luojia said, "Just stay in the shadows and watch forever," Ya Ge seemed to be walking out of the shadows.

At this moment, all the demon scouts knelt on the ground. They would all pay the price for the demon saint's 'unhappiness'. Unknown darkness overflowed from their eyes. They dug out their own eyes in pain, mouthing Whispering unspeakable and weird words, countless unknown and incomprehensible knowledge instantly eroded their minds. The unknown will bring distortion, and all demons will be swallowed by the unknown——

Then, as if demonstrating, as if demonstrating towards someone,

The heads were all cracked.

Row after row of black blood splashed everywhere!

"Lojia Fast."

The demons whispered, but those words were not what they said. They were just repeating a certain word of will before they died. Even if destruction was coming, they still kept mumbling:

"Lojia Fast!"

The seven demon scouts were almost destroyed in just an instant.

The blood-red dusk covered the dark black blood water, and the lonely night wind blew by, causing ripples to ripple from the starting point of the black water. Other than that, the entire venue was quiet, and there was no proof that those demons had ever existed.

This is really

So cool!

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ansu fell into silence. He now has a clear enough understanding of Miss Yage's rank and inhuman character.

Yacosylvia—or Miss Enya, was the most eccentric and abnormal of all the women he had ever seen. Miss Enya's personality is different from ordinary people, and she has not lost her name yet, and she kills at will.

Compared to this, Chaos Saint Elf is as well-behaved as a little black girl.

This is not entirely a good thing.

After all, this is Song of Songsylvia, not Enya Morningstar. For this election, if they want to pass the world, they must win the dual seats of members and saints of the Theocracy, and Song of Songs It is the opponent.

The chaotic general election is not only about electing members, but also about electing the true saint of the Theocracy.

"I don't like her." After a while, Luo Jia said softly.

"Enya Morningstar."

There was no extra expression in her silver eyes, she just expressed her emotions calmly, her tone was as calm as ice. She raised her head and looked at Ansu seriously, her thin lips like cherry blossoms opened lightly,

"Is this Miss Yage?"

Ansu paused for a moment, then unexpectedly said, "Why do you think so?"

"It feels like this." Luo Jia shook her head, "At that moment, I experienced that familiar feeling and I didn't like that. I hate shadows and unknowns. I hate her."

"Mr. Ansu."

"I won't lose."

"I will not lose to Yacosylvia in this election."

Ansu looked at Luojia, she raised her head slightly: her long snow-white hair like catkins was hanging around her waist, her silver-white eyes were dazzling, the silhouette of the setting sun was reflected on her body, Miss Luojia was like her crown , the Saint of 'Glory and Truth', the place where she stands is radiance, and what she says is the truth. She expresses her emotions openly and openly without any falsehood:

"Mr. Anzu,"

"If this election, I win her."

——"Can you fulfill the promise you made to your father with me?"

What a promise.

The memories of death kept attacking Ansu, making the corners of his mouth twitch slightly.

Do you promise to make x when you come back?

Being able to talk about doing x in such a fresh and refined way is worthy of being a good student.

Ansu sighed, where did you hear that?

"Count Carlo sent someone to tell me." Miss Luojia looked at Ansu. She paused and whispered, "And he said, 'Your family has a single inheritance for dozens of generations.'"

Father God.

"So, what's the answer?"

Luo Jia said softly, her eyes were serious and she was not joking in the slightest. Her snow-white profile was still covered with a bit of rosy sunset. Despite this, her eyes still did not dodge, and she still looked at Ansu with a smile.

"If I beat her in this election, it will be me," she said.

Ansu could feel that Miss Luojia was not joking.

When they looked at each other, dusk fell from between them, the ocean blue wind blew by, and Miss Luojia's pleated skirt and Ansu's tuxedo rubbed against each other.

Although she had witnessed the horror of Yacosylvia with her own eyes, she did not retreat at all.

——"Dear Miss Luojia Fast."

Ansu nodded, his navy blue pupils also dropped with affection, and there was only sincerity and tenderness in his eyes, "I am very happy that you can reach this point, I have felt your confidence and courage, I really Very touched.”

"But this time, after all, it is the election of the Esoteric Saint."

"There is one thing that I have been holding in my heart for a long time, but I have never had the courage to tell you."

"Every time you start with 'Dear Miss Luojia Fast'," Luojia said with black lines on his face, "nothing good will happen."

She sighed and that was it.

No matter what happens, it can't be worse than the demon saint.

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"Tell me what it is." Luo Jia said helplessly, "I won't be angry."

"Really?"

"Idiot." Luo Jia glanced at Ansu and said calmly, "If I liked being angry, I wouldn't have said so many words to you."

"That's great."

Ansu smiled brightly and answered honestly,

"In order to ensure that the mission will be successful, I actually prepared a third witch candidate."

Why.

Hey hey——

Is there a third party?

Luo Jia's eyes widened, there are masters!

She glared at Ansu fiercely, like a cat with exploded hair. Her original calm posture completely disappeared, and her long snow-white hair became messy. She gently bit her silver teeth and said, "She! It's! Who!" "

Meow meow meow.

As soon as Luo Xiaohei heard Ansu mention the 'Witch Candidate', he knew it was time for her Lady Elf to appear. When she jumped onto Ansu's shoulders impromptu, the cat stood up and proudly stood up to Luojia. He straightened his back and patted the kitten's chest with his paws, showing off his power.

Be surprised,

It’s this Saint Meow!

She huffed at Luo Jia.

"Is this the keycap?" Luo Jia relaxed slightly and pointed at Luo Xiaohei.

The little saint's mouth was also dirty because of Ansu.

I owe you love.

Ansu grabbed Luo Xiaohei's tail and spun a big windmill.

He hesitated for a while and looked at Luo Jia, "Actually, I have been making preparations for this in the past two days, and the fallen angel has collected enough magic power to be able to summon for a long time."

Feeling Luo Jia's unkind gaze, Ansu promised, "Don't worry, I will never bow my head. I am definitely a decent person."

Luo Xiaohei, who was dizzy, danced for a while before he staggered to a stop and sat down on the ground.

After listening to Ansu’s words,

Luo Xiaohei also widened his eyes, bad memories came to mind, could it be her?

____

There are still ten minutes until the witch's tea party begins.

In a corner of Chaos Square.

"The navy blue witch who subverts life originates from the ancient dark priest."

Ansu made the most of everything and drew the altar with the devil's blood - a purebred devil's body was full of treasures, and its blood was a natural material for the altar. After neatly drawing the altar, Ansu stood in the center, calm. He raised his hand.

He was giving orders to the city.

"I call your name."

Facing the general election of the Chaos Theocracy, Anzu is certainly prepared with prepared measures.

He knows that with their current strength alone, they cannot comprehensively win a chaotic election.

So Ansu has been accumulating strength in the past two days.

Whether it is to cleanse the chaotic walled city or fully open the blood-sucking ice city, there is only one real purpose——

Accumulate enough magic power.

At this moment, as Ansu sang, a steady stream of magic power gathered from every corner of Awad, extracted from countless flying fallen angels, and gathered from all directions and overwhelmingly towards the end point. The dark black magic power It was so rich that it seemed to condense into substance. This grand magical vision even changed the sky. The sky was dull and dim, and thick clouds were piled at the end of Jimu.

At the cost of sacrificing the magic power of the fallen angel, the passage of the long river of life is connected from two worlds.

But that light has already changed color, it is not just blue, but navy blue.

Navy blue witch, or navy blue saint.

The body of the Saint of Dawn inherits the soul of the most evil woman in the world. It is neither light nor darkness. The existence born in it is the essence of chaos. This is Anzu's hidden trump card.

【Morning Star Saint】

The bones that inherited Anzu's name.

"Ansu Morningstar calls your name,"

She stepped on the sticky black blood with her bare feet, her complicated and gorgeous black skirt trailed in the twilight, her fair and almost transparent calves were gathered under the skirt, and her face - for this alone, she was loved and given by God. On the face of the blessed dawn saint, her eyelashes trembled slightly in the cold night wind.

The pair of heterochromatic pupils were half-bright and half-dark, not yet fully opened, but with just a glance, one could glimpse the deep starry sky.

Miss Luojia's expression became more and more dissatisfied. Just from this aura, she could feel that the person coming was unusual.

But Ansu had promised her that she was definitely a serious person. Miss Luojia sighed softly and finally believed that this little one was born once.

The most important thing is

Miss Bones' current face is that of Saint Mary of the Dawn. It looks sacred and pure, just like a truly spotless virgin. It is different from Cosylvia. When Miss Luojia saw it, she felt in her heart No hostility can arise.

This is the passivity of Saint Maiden of Dawn.

She looks like a good girl at first glance.

It's impossible for Ansu to meet every low-ranking girl in the world, right?

"I call your name—"

"Ansu Morningstar, I invite you to join the world."

When Ansu finished reciting the last anchoring prayer, the green and blue eyes suddenly opened.

"Thank you, Boss Ansu, for naming me~"

Miss Chenxing showed a professional smile and saluted Ansu,——

"Xiaogu, the flying technician from across the country, is reporting to you!"