MTL - The More They Object, the More It Means I Did the Right Thing-Chapter 97 Holy Priest: Thank you Boss Anzu for naming me again (

Chapter 97 Holy Priest: Thanks to Boss Ansu for naming me again (please vote for me)

 A week later, early in the morning.

The sun hasn’t even risen yet.

The autumn sky is dim and deserted. Thick forest fog piles up around the training center. The stars have not faded away, and there are still a few twinkling on the edge of the sky.

 【The pain value from the second-level Saint John is 0.01】

　　【From the second-order saint.】

In this deserted morning, the thick fog was slowly stirred, and finally a small team emerged. They were running along the training club. They were all wearing thick and simple winter school uniforms, and their steps were heavy and slow.

Everyone’s eyes were lifeless and empty, almost lifeless.

As for actual combat, under the guidance of the two teaching directors, Liszt and Arthur, the Ice and Fire School and the Nezha Brain School are gradually eroding the pure thoughts of these believers.

Moreover, if it is disguised as a cram school, it will not be punished by the saints.

 Use this high-level magic to summon a holy life priest.

　　"What are you talking about, priest? You're too polite."

The terrifying and strange aura descended brazenly, and the turbid and evil soul came along the long river of life. The indescribable aura seemed to distort everything around it,

Very stylish.

Intensify!

 “Hiss.”

 【The pain value of the fifth-level life priest is increased by one】

  【Summoning Magic】

Not only athletes such as warriors must run for physical education, but also liberal arts students such as warlocks and magicians must run for exams!

 Except that Ansu does not teach the above courses personally, there is no problem.

 Sure enough, raising saints makes more money than raising esoteric believers!

 The sacrificial words of Ansuna 3.0 can be described as alien knowledge for it originating from ancient times.

Ansu had a smile on his face.

 “All converted into magic.”

 “Thank you for naming me again~”

 The history of the origin of the Holy See, the principles of alchemy, Druid biology, the theory of the origin of radiance, and the structure of astral reactions. It is divided into several disciplines, divided into different categories, and clearly organized.

It looked down and saw the tiny existence that summoned it. It was slightly stunned at first, and its pupils shrank and shrank.

 He lacks knowledge about the Mother Goddess of Life.

 The tone of the high priest of life instantly became respectful,

Its originally skeletal face was forced to put on a professional smile, but this smile looked weird. It nodded and hunched down like a puppy.

“Boss Chenxing, it turns out you still remember us!”

 “Then I’ll call you Bones.” Ansu said, looking at the whole body of the Life Priest’s ribs.

Ansu is now a third-level warlock with a magic value of 20. Coupled with these 56 points of one-time magic power, it can last for three minutes.

This identity as the leader of the Painful Legion is more useful than Ansu imagined. It has accumulated 5.6 pains. There are two ways to use it. One is to sacrifice it to the Mother Goddess of Pain, so that the Mother Goddess will give Ansu low-level knowledge about the Mother Goddess of Pain. The other way is to give it directly to Ansu. Alchemy circle.

At the same time that they collapsed, Ansu was already making money.

However, evil players will always make evil operations.

 “The blue witch who subverts life, originated from the ancient dark priest,”

"Who dares to disturb my sleep?"

 Ansu launched his so-called ‘Morning Star Model’

 Helping these Orthodox Christians correct their thoughts.

That being's eyes were burning with ghostly soul fire, and he was wrapped in a black robe. Just existing in the world was a blasphemy.

 Five point six equals fifty-six magic powers.

Ansu Morningstad

Um.

“How about calling you White Bone Demon? This one is more domineering.”

But although their eyes are dead, they are still shouting passionate slogans:

 So when the results of the first weekly exam came out, all the aristocratic parents smiled with satisfaction.

 After all, Ansu doesn’t know any other church subjects.

Ansu has no plans to learn pain skills at the moment.

 The fine tradition of running and exercising in the early morning is naturally a part of education.

Ansu chanted another blessing, "I call your name, wishing you to wake up from your eternal sleep."

On average, one saint can provide Ansu with 0.01 pain points a day. Eighty saints can provide 0.8 pain points a day. In just one week, the pain accumulated on the pain altar has reached 5 Point six.

What a beautiful sight.

Ansu discovered another evil path, and then developed the 'Saints Training Society', opened holy colleges in various worlds, and built altars of pain in the colleges to sacrifice all the pain of the students to the Mother Goddess of Pain. .

“Boss, after all, I was a demigod when I was alive.” The tone of the life priest even sounded aggrieved.

Although Anzu took few classes, the Saints' grades improved by leaps and bounds.

 They can feel that they are slowly collapsing.

 He showed the joy of harvest.

Ansu smiled, appreciating the new morning light, and even more appreciating the prosperous future of the Holy See.

 “Enjoy youth!”

 Available on call, available across the country.

  【High-level magic】

 【Consumption of magic points: twenty magic points per minute (originally 40)】

 The scores of all saints are above ninety.

Although his eyes are dead, his expression is almost fanatical.

 They are geniuses to begin with.

As for the class schedule, Ansu followed the old system of the Painful Secret Cult, studying literature in the morning and practicing practical combat in the afternoon.

  “.You might as well call me Bones.”

 Because there are seven Holy Sees, they are divided into seven classes.

However, this is just a one-time magic power. It is stored in the magic circle and is a strategic reserve. It will disappear after being used.

 “Pursue excellence!”

 Grants magic power at a ratio of ten to one.

  【Life Gift】

 It’s no wonder that the priest wanted to please Ansu so much.

 The day of the saints in the training club begins with running exercises.

 It was the high priest of life in life, and it was also a demigod. Even if its realm fell after death, it still had the majesty and holiness of a saint!

 Just looking at it makes my soul tremble!

 “I am Ansu Morningstar.” Ansu said with a smile, “Hello, Your Excellency, Priest.”

 Since he has become a bishop, does he need to know these things?

These courses are all handed over to Ansu’s external professional teaching team—actually, they are teaching and research experts who failed to recruit students and were hired by Ansu at low wages.

This second-rate guy who occupied the front and then bowed later was the life priest that Ansu summoned a few days ago.

In this way, the students learned knowledge, the mother goddess received sacrifices, he also received blessings, and everyone had a bright future.

 It is difficult to tell whether they are dead or not.

But Ansu still has a course to teach every day. Ansu calls it "Faith, Thought and Glorious Will." In his previous life, this course was also called: Ideological and Moral Course.

It is based on the Hengshui Sheng model, adapted to local conditions, and combined with the characteristics of the Naraku world. In short,

 Hengshui mode is to learn that stars appear at night, and Morning Star mode is to practice until stars disappear in the morning.

The alchemy circle was operating slowly, a huge torrent of magic power spurted out, and Ansu sang softly: "Gift of life."

 This advanced knowledge is really too valuable!

Bones had never heard of such a sacrifice, nor had he seen such an advanced sacrificial ceremony. In less than a minute, such a life could be sacrificed.

 Under this abnormal curriculum that is as precise as seconds, grades will naturally rise.

 After using it to sacrifice everyone, it must leave the summoning word and say that this is its contact information. Next time, if Boss Ansu needs it, he can directly call its name.

It is now dead and all that remains is the thirst for knowledge.

“You have three minutes,” Ansu said to it. “Teach me your best skills. If I am satisfied, I will bring you my knowledge next time you call.”

 (End of this chapter)