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

"Don Quixote, you have found a way to die!"

The sunfire of Arthur's childhood is the perfect restraint of the law of [Chaos Review].

It can burn all equipment and armor.

Under Anzu's command, Arthur activated the flames under his crotch and engulfed Don Quixote directly.

So burning.

At this moment, in the center of the Witch's Courtyard, in front of tens of millions of chaotic citizens, the soaring sun's flames completely clung to the body of Don Quixote, and they couldn't help but sigh that it was too burning.

The noble heir to the sugar family, the promoter of the era of great censorship, and the self-proclaimed glorious saint, Don Quixote. At this time, he can no longer maintain the pure and pure demeanor of the past.

Don Quixote has always regarded himself as a radiant saint, and he has always dressed himself up as a saint, whether it is the coat of arms of the radiant goddess, a shawl blessed by the holy light, or a sacred skeleton ceremonial engraved with sacred runes. They all make him like the chosen holy son in mythology.

Eternally holy, forever standing under the sunshine of justice.

The people of Awadh, who are filthy and filthy, seem to have never been in the same boat. They are always pure and pure, independent from the world, and untainted from the mud.

Especially after he was elected as a prospective member, all traces of filth and filth in the past disappeared.

And this chaos that is upside-down, complete, and even deceiving oneself is the fairy that the chaotic citizens are obsessed with! The greatest confusion in the world is to deceive oneself!

But now, Don Quixote's pure and pure honor has disappeared, and he can no longer stand in the sun.

Because his clothes were burned to ashes!

He had never been so out of control, and the always elegant and confident smile at the corner of his mouth disappeared. His gorgeous tuxedo was burned through, the extravagant robe was stripped off, and the clothes and leather gown were turned into ashes, finally revealing the clothes wrapped inside. Ugly skin.

When the vain clothes were burned through, he also became a part of the dirty world.

【Confusion Review】

[In line with the principle of respecting women, all creatures covered by the law will be examined and judged. Except for hands and feet, the exposed parts below the neck cannot be described]

"You're the one who fucked me!"

Don Quixote's face was ferocious. He had never seen such low flames before, attacking his clothes directly!

“This is a national broadcast!”

And the scariest thing is that it is still live broadcast.

The cold wind blew against his naked skin, and he felt a coldness on his crotch. It was so empty that he felt no sense of security. It was as if he was in a dark and dead universe, and hundreds of magic screens were pointing at him. The witch's tea party was It is not just the citizens of the Holy City of Awad who are broadcasting live to the whole country. As the largest country in Naraku at present, the Chaos Theocracy includes hundreds of races, and the eyes of tens of billions of citizens have fallen on Don Quixote's bare skin drum. !

An unimaginable sense of shame came over me overwhelmingly.

It is Don Quixote who is now naked, and according to the rules of the law, his body is about to be erased by chaotic censorship.

Damn Jianmin, damn Ansu, damn little days.

He no longer cared about sensitive words, and locked Ansu's non-existent xylophone in his heart. He wished he could use his great resurrection technique to resurrect Ansu's xylophone, and then sacrifice it hundreds of thousands of times.

"Is Jianmin dead?"

Don Quixote stared at Ansu and Arthur. He no longer had the grace of the past and stopped acting completely. The corners of his mouth cracked back crazily and he said coldly, "I thought this would kill me with my law." ”

"Sabi."

"If you can push me to this point, you can count on your success."

Countless sensitive words blurted out from Don Quixote and were outputted frantically towards Ansu. He raised his left hand high, and the last circuit of the chaotic review law suddenly descended into this world!

"Watch it!"

"Censorship of Chaos, the Third Law."

The vast and sacred law descended from the sky, and the law passed down from generation to generation by the Tang family finally revealed its final authority at this moment. This is the greatest rule of the Tang family's law, and it is also the reason why this law can be transformed from ordinary laws. Standing out from the crowd and inheriting the ultimate secret that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, all the citizens sank under the vast and endless authority. Their eyes widened, their eyes trembled, and they exclaimed, "This is so!"

For tens of thousands of years, no chaotic nation has ever seen the third law of chaotic review, and now this most mysterious and profound law has finally surfaced under the pressure of Anzu and Arthur, appearing in In front of everyone, that is——

【Confusion Review】

The third law

[The above two laws are not effective for people of the Tang family bloodline]

[Remarks: Only people from the Tang family can do this and speak Tibetan]

The ultimate law hidden in chaotic censorship—double standards! !

Everything is inferior, only double standard.

This is the core technology of the Tang family that stands at the top of the Chaos Theocracy!

According to common sense, laws are rules that apply to an area and will be effective for all living beings in the area covered by the law. Even a sacred law with three rules should abide by this law.

But the third legal rule of the [Chaos Review] law, which is inherited from the Tang family of the chaotic family, is to exempt the blood of the Tang family from the first two laws!

This is the most terrifying thing about chaotic censorship.

Because double-standard laws are the most confusing laws in the world.

Don Quixote is not just about creating a glorious country with no more filth, no more vulgarity, and civilized new style, but to create a glorious country where only the Tang family can be filthy, vulgar, and speak Tibetan without restraint, and this is the long-term plan passed down by the Tang family!

This is Don Quixote's real dream of becoming a congressman. With the help of the power of the Chaos Parliament, the Chaos Review Law will be spread to every corner of Awad. He will create an absolutely perfect utopia!

When the double-standard law of the Tang family showed its hideous face, all the chaotic citizens were shocked. Especially the fanatical fans who were completely immersed in Don Quixote's dream and believed in the glorious future, they all showed unbelievable expressions.

Never thought that this was the true face of their idol.

This is too born.

"Low-class and idiotic Jianmin, shut up and listen to me."

Don Quixote's mouth cracked into a crazy smile, his pupils trembling wildly. Now that the third law has been exposed, he no longer suppresses his nature.

In the area covered by the law, only he can speak Tibetan words, only he can wantonly insult the dignity of Jianmin. This world is equal, but some people are more equal.

"The sensitive word library of Chaos Review will only exempt me!"

The 'Witch Tea Party' before the Chaos Election was essentially the presidential debate in the previous life, where candidates debated in front of the national live broadcast to win the support of the people. Since it was a debate, whoever's words were more intense, more inspiring, and more aggressive would get more applause.

Don Quixote frantically output obscene words that he couldn't say in the past, and Ansu was restricted by the sensitive word library, just like a vicious dog without claws and teeth, a falcon without wings, and he would never be able to defeat himself.

As expected, Ansu's support rate dropped again, while Don Quixote absorbed Ansu's votes and continued to rise.

[Ansu Morningstar's support rate dropped by one percentage point]

"Brother Ansu, what should we do now?" Lister pushed his glasses and said with fear, "We can't speak Tibetan. I'm afraid we are not Don Quixote's opponent."

"Do you need to speak Tibetan when you curse?" But Ansu didn't look panicked at all. On the contrary, he tilted his head and asked in confusion, "What era is it?"

Just a sensitive word library

Looking at the eloquent Don Quixote, Ansu's smile became calmer.

How can the skills he has learned on the Chinese Internet be limited by a sensitive word library!

Avoiding sensitive words has long been an instinct engraved in Ansu's soul!

As soon as Miss Luojia saw Ansu's familiar smile, her experience of being a recovery warlock in the chaotic border began to attack her mind. The little saint swallowed her saliva nervously, and she knew that a bloody storm was coming.

Facing all kinds of violent Tibetan insults, Ansu was not angry.

On the contrary, he always maintained that sunny smile, and there was only calmness in his dark blue eyes. The boy coughed lightly, raised his hands slightly, and put his fingertips together like a conductor. He was dressed in a gorgeous dress, as if he was about to attend the greatest dinner party, and said gently:

"Baby."

"You look like you are scolding people,"

"It seems like you are acting like a spoiled child."

"Do you know, baby?"

Just a light sentence completely blinded the output-overwhelmed and blushing Don Quixote, and the whole courtyard even fell into a brief moment of awkward silence. All the chaotic citizens were shocked by Ansu's "baby" start. Even the chaotic councilor who was watching this scene - as the champion of the last chaotic election, was also confused by Ansu's start.

As senior councillors, they have experienced countless chaotic verbal battles and are naturally knowledgeable, but they have never seen Ansu's style of play.

Without a doubt, this is a new idea that opens up the era!

[Ansu Morningstar's support rate rises by one percentage point]

A correct version in 16-9-1 book-1 forum!

Everyone was surprised at Ansu's brilliant idea, except Miss Luojia, who glanced at Ansu and pinched the latter's lower back in dissatisfaction. She was a little dissatisfied, after all, she had never called herself that.

Just use yourself as a power bank and hand warmer.

Tang Jie Kede was directly embarrassed by Ansu's word "baby". The long speech he had worked hard to think of for half a day turned into a light and coquettish act in Ansu's mouth.

At this time, he felt extremely embarrassed. The words swallowed in his throat were like thick phlegm. He couldn't cough them out or swallow them into his stomach. He was completely anxious and completely broken.

And the most terrible thing is that although it caused such a great mental insult, it did not violate sensitive words at all.

"Who the hell is your baby."

Don Quixote quickly calmed down, thinking that Ansu was just provoking him. In any case, under the restrictions of the Mingang vocabulary, Ansu was like being silenced and unable to perform, which was equivalent to being deprived of his mouth.

Although I can't find it

In any case, Ansu can't say anything hidden, and the advantage is in him!

Continue to output!

Seeing that Don Quixote continued to bombard the output, Ansu's rising support rate began to decline again. Arthur and Li Si showed worried expressions, but Ansu still did not panic.

His smile became calmer.

The law of chaotic censorship has a second loophole.

It seems to be a ban, but in fact, it is just Ansu's microphone that is banned.

"Boss Ansu, what are you waiting for?" Arthur asked nervously.

"I'm waiting for the keyboard." The boy's dark blue eyes were full of brilliance, and he said loudly, "And they are already here!"

As the boy finished speaking, a buzzing sound like a tsunami came to his ears, and the sky of the entire Chaos Courtyard instantly darkened, and the whole area was pressed down by the dark pressure. All the chaotic citizens tightened their eyes, because they saw hundreds of millions of fallen angels forming thousands of rows of formations, climbing towards the sky above Awad!

Those thousands of rows, hundreds of millions of fallen angels, under the guidance of the soul of the peak saint Ansu, each fallen angel was combined together in an unimaginable and uniform manner. Hundreds of millions of fallen angels were combined into dozens of letters and characters, and each letter was imprinted in the sky above Awad, and the citizens of the entire square could see it!

Could it be that he wanted it, could it be that he wanted it.

Everyone guessed what Ansu was going to do, and saw that those huge letters quickly combined and arranged into mosquito characters.

Mosquito characters are words!

Only speech is banned by the chaotic censorship, but not text.

——"Don't worry."

In just less than half a second, Ansu wrote words in the sky above Awad, and the citizens of Awad could see it!

"Who the hell is your baby!" Tang Jie Kede was completely broken, and he felt his anger rising, but before he finished speaking, the mosquito characters in the sky were updated again.

——"Yes, your real baby is still waiting for you to go home and revive."

Four broken in one second.

Tang Jie Kede's eyes were completely like.

What a hand speed, what a quick thinking,

At this point, he was completely clear about what kind of monster he should fight. He had never seen someone typing faster in the sky than he spoke. In just a few shocking microseconds, the mosquito characters in the sky began to update several rows again. The sky had been refreshed by Ansu, that was the real art.

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First, a dozen question marks passed by like a violent storm, just like the raindrops in late autumn were bent by the sunset. The whole sky was the stage of Ansu's art. His waving little hand was the baton of wind and rain. Long and short sentences were interlaced. Short sentences fell like snowflakes, and long and difficult sentences were like thunder across the sky. Sometimes it was a sudden rain, and sometimes it was a gentle breeze. Various symbols were various weathers. All the mosquito characters piled up a most gorgeous sunset!

This is a monster. Everyone knows that this is a monster.

Because only monsters can do this.

There are hundreds of millions of fallen angels hovering in the sky, which means hundreds of millions of souls. They can mobilize and control such a large number of lives at the same time, and form sentences in such a short time, even faster than people talking!

This is a miracle that even ordinary demigods cannot do!

The strength of Ansu's soul has reached the level that can be called a monster!

This abnormality is even more terrifying than the three laws of Chaos Review.

In just a few moments, Ansu's support rate began to soar, while Tang Jie Kede's support rate began to plummet!

[Ansu Morningstar's support rate is 20%, 21% and 30%! ]

Ansu waved the baton in his hand, and the fallen angels danced the most gorgeous music. In the end, all the fallen angels gathered with the soul to form the final word.

——"Dear Don Quixote baby, you are so small."

"So cute."

All the chaotic citizens turned their heads and focused their eyes on Don Quixote-the latter's clothes had been burned through by the sun fire, so the cuteness was also exposed.

Indeed.

Everyone murmured.

This is the last blow! A blow from the soul that penetrates the flesh!

Tang Jie Kede fell to his knees, crying in pain, unable to get up again.

[Ansu Morningstar's candidate ranking rises]

[Fifth place rises-]

[Fourth place! ]