The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing-Chapter 475 - 278 "Thirty Thousand Years of Past and Future, All Belong to You" (5500 words)_3

"Step by step, climb to the highest level of the steps to witness the most ultimate beauty,"

An Su stared blankly at Nether, her pupils shimmering slightly. She lowered her gaze, and after a long pause, suddenly laughed. She had never laughed so heartily before, laughing until tears came. So that's how it is, so that's how it is. This little birth wants to eat me too, huh? Is that what he's thinking? Does he also have a chuunibyou complex, or is he just a glutton?

A complete collection, is that it...

After devouring himself, then the Imperial Princess, as well as the Dawn Saintess, now he has come to devour the Azure Sorceress.

An Su was never a follower of Holy Light, he never represented justice or evil; he was only himself.

Perhaps,

The fate that Miss Witch once saw through the Magic Eye was not an illusion.

"Alright."

"I can't leave anyway. So I'll listen to you."

The nineteen-year-old Miss Witch lifted her devastatingly beautiful yet pale face, gazing at An Su earnestly, and opened her arms,

"Please devour all of me."

"Because whether it's the future or the past,"

"I have utterly lost to you."

"Then, please become my 'present'."

Chenxing's left eye—the Azure Magic Eye—glowed with its most intense and dazzling radiance. It was the Azure Sorceress's own eye, as she gazed into her pupils. Through those crystal-clear irises, she saw her most authentic, freest self, saw the never-ending, surging River of Life rushing towards herself, and in that tumultuous flow, she saw eternal tranquility and eternal freedom.

She would no longer travel to the outer space; for An Su was the very starry sky she sought, capable of devouring all of her.

The Azure Sorceress, who had lived for thirty thousand years, once embraced An Su, replacing kisses with nibbles, devouring the boy.

The nineteen-year-old Azure Sorceress was also embraced by An Su, nibbles replacing An Su, and was devoured by the boy as well.

From then on, whether it was the past or the future, falsehood or reality, projection or Undead, Azure became part of the boy, unable to be separated. Errors could not be destroyed, but one error could become a bigger one.

Chenxing devoured the error and became the new mistake.

This was an unanticipated fusion!

[World Error Level, three percent]

[World Error Level, four percent]

[Five percent, six percent, seven percent...]

Blood splattered, like deep red romantic roses; skulls tumbled, like pure white beautiful hydrangeas; clean white bones were gnawed on, like the violin of bone, playing a melodious symphony; internal organs were torn open, pouring out joyous, red firecrackers, popping and crackling down the street with human fireworks.

[World Error Level, fifty percent]

[Sixty percent]

The scarlet heart too was carried off, the grandest kiss, deeply kissing until the end of the world. They embraced in the endless dawn, at the world's dawning, at the world's dusk, in the world's endless mistakes, falling endlessly or ascending without end.

[Error, error, error, error]

The crimson error prompts refreshed and spread out across the sky, painting the most vivid red for the new century's wedding chamber.

[Ninety percent]

[Ninety-nine percent]

But Chenxing removed those azure eyes, like taking off a pair of the most brilliant sapphire rings, the world's errors died, but a new one was born.

[The Azure Sorceress has died]

[Hidden Quest: An Su Defeats the World Error Factor, the Azure Sorceress has been completed]

[Error! Error! Error!]

[Final Mission: Please have An Su subdue the ultimate error factor of the world—An Su. Chenxing!!]

Just this mission alone was full of errors and logical paradoxes.

The Star System created by the Radiant Holy See was going crazy in his ears, while An Su swallowed the pair of rings, smiling, he said,

"So annoying."

In the game, for saints who have died in the Nether World to resurrect, apart from the method of not letting the Nether World break away from the True God Cathedral, there was another hidden, heretical method.

That was to claim ownership of this world.

A master who dies within their own world is naturally also protected by the blessing of that world, preventing their soul from falling into the River of Life.

[World error rate, one hundred percent]

[Fifth Tier Cathedral World: Dawn has broken away from Radiance's jurisdiction, Rank falling... Rank has fallen to First Tier]

[World belongs to—Error Factor. An Su]

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[First Tier Artificial World: Chenxing]

That was the final sentence spoken by the Star.

Chenxing lifted his eyes toward this world, where the crimson color of error occupied all the land, and yet the sacred light of dawn serenely covered all life. It was a world of mistakes, but also a world ascending,

It was a world of light and dark chaos, and also the starting point of his own world. This time, he was no longer an agent of Radiance but the master of the world.

This was his first owned Star World. Within the Radiant Cathedral, only the Red Robes, the Archbishops, could possess their personal Nether World.

The reason why masters of worlds choose to reboot the Nether World is because as the world reproduces, the master's rank can't keep up. The world would rapidly escape the holder's control, be eroded by the starry sky, backfire on the master, and result in the greatest evil: the star falling into the real world.

Even if the world did not lose control and backfire on the master, it would still face total destruction due to savage development.

Only by continually rebooting the world can masters maintain control over it—much like what gods have done to humanity.

Nether Worlds are worlds managed and contended for by humans, but the real present world they reside in is a Nether World managed and fought over by gods.

That was what An Su and Cersei saw in the fragments of the Chaotic Frontier, the ultimate proliferation and destruction of the Kingdom of Chaos, submerged in the record of the past 'Red Moon Incident'... forever shrouded in the fog of history...

The entire reality was a sort of Nether, and no one knew when the next reboot of the era would come.

Maybe in ten thousand years, maybe tomorrow.

But under An Su's direction, he would not restart the world. In his world, all timelines would progress normally until the world self-destructed or until he was destroyed by the world—this was the most cost-effective, most dangerous path An Su found in his previous life.

Only the cowardly and the weak fear and dread the ascent of living beings.

An Su turned his gaze away. Miss Witch had truly died, returned to the peaceful embrace of death, no longer to be reincarnated.

The gentle sunlight softly graced the earth.

And the 'Dawn Redemption Holy Sword' which had been thrust into her abdomen also fell to the ground, bathing in the sunshine.

The last drop of azure blood—the very last thing left behind by Miss Witch, fell onto the Holy Sword, merging into the blade and causing it to emit a faint azure radiance.

[Azure Redemption Holy Sword]

[Quality: Holy Level Low Tier]

[Description: The ultimate Holy Sword evolved through the constant fusion of the blood of countless Nether creatures. Creatures that are wounded by the blade and with a Rank lower than An Su will undergo a sacrificial judgment]

[Remark: The Radiance you hold in your eyes, is precisely the qualification to end the endless Nether—]

[These thirty thousand years, past and future, all belong to you.]

(Volume two, Kingdom of Chaos, the end.)