The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing Chapter 157 - 152: Merlin: An Su’s Deeper Understanding of H

The last rays of twilight slowly faded away at the end of the horizon, a leaden night sky blanketed with thick mists, and cold-toned stars cascaded down in layers, the night of Heaven grand and austere, yet stunning.

Gazing downward from the highest step, the bustling capital of the Seven Gods ca into view.

The bustling Magic Levitating Trains shuttled past the closely arranged ancient buildings, soaring along the contours of the starry river, straight into the clouds. The streets were flourishing and lively, and with the coming of nightfall, one after another Lamp of the Seven Gods was lit.

But all the earthly bustle had nothing to do with rlin.

He found it only noisy.

The God of Law, the Faceless One, the one with pure white pupils, the youngest demigod, His Excellency rlin Andre, had always enjoyed smooth sailing in his life.

rlin Andre’s life had never encountered a mountain to climb, an opponent worth battling, nor a problem that perplexed him,

until a few years ago when his teacher retired.

Thus, the seat responsible for guarding Heaven’s Gate within the Radiant Holy See was handed to him.

Whenever his teacher was ntioned, the Holy Light in rlin’s eyes was quite dim; he could never quite get over his teacher’s retirent. Stay connected via empire

The rotational stewardship of Heaven’s Gate was seen as a high honor to the outside world.

On his first day at work, rlin took his job seriously, diligently resolving the invading Angel Envoys with the fastest speed—he did, of course, want to finish work early.

But he soon regretted it.

Just because he was too efficient and quick, single-handedly resolving the Angel Envoy legions, the other old-tirs from the Church didn’t bother to show up anymore!

All the work was left to him.

It was said rlin was in charge of days one, three, and five, yet he had not had a day off in a whole year.

This ti, he had managed to schedule three days off, but in the very last mont of his vacation...

An Su Moningsta, this rookie, made his appearance.

rlin glared at the boy next to him, once again regretting why he had hosted that foolish event and why he had proposed such an idiotic test.

An Su was still intently scrutinizing those three thousand Magic Circuits,

Advanced knowledge forcefully entered his clear yet naive eyes, aggressively cramming into the kid’s little head, the high concentration of knowledge clashing with his low-concentration brain fluid, causing the kid to bleed from every orifice as the blood spurted out recklessly.

rlin couldn’t really let the kid die here.

And so he had to go to the trouble of preserving his soul.

If it had ended there, it would have been fine, but rlin saw that the rookie even had a smile at the corner of his mouth.

A very innocent smile.

rlin could feel that An Su was truly joyful from his heart; that smile was pure and sunny.

Was this rookie a masochist...

rlin didn’t yet know that this seasoned soul player had trained to derive pleasure from pain.

Whether it was being tortured or torturing another, he could be quite happy, and when the two could happen at the sa ti, An Su’s smile beca even more radiant.

"..." rlin felt he had really seen it all.

He didn’t believe An Su could keep it up; the tearing of a soul is a pain more dreadful than the death of the body, and with ti, that pain only intensifies.

Moreover, this perseverance was pointless.

An Su himself surely understood.

A Third Order saint could not replicate a divine Demigod level magic.

It was absolutely impossible.

rlin had successfully copied his master’s "Judgnt of Light" and created Demigod magic, but by that ti, his Rank was already that of a saint.

Continuing this would only be a aningless waste of both parties’ ti.

rlin could only wait; after all, he had a total of three days off.

He very much regretted proposing that stupid test, but since he had proposed it himself, he had no choice but to abide by it.

rlin felt that the reason An Su was persevering was only because of the rashness of young blood, recklessly driven by a mont’s fervor.

After suffering the pain a dozen or so more tis, that fervor would slowly dissipate.

Thinking this, he felt a lot more relaxed.

With things as they were, it was ti to eat.

After he finished eating, the young man should have given up.

Behind the flower garden was a vegetable patch, idly planted by rlin during his guard duty out of boredom. rlin set up a temporary Array to protect the soul and then slipped out to the backyard to pick so vegetables, leaving An Su alone in his place.

An Su’s eyes were bloodshot; he clenched his teeth tightly, staring fixedly at the thirty thousand Magic Circuits in front of him.

Indeed, he couldn’t replicate a divine level magic right now.

But to plagiarize, he didn’t need to copy it all.

The plan had been set; just copying one Magic Circuit would suffice.

But which one to copy specifically beca a new problem.

He needed to read as many Magic Circuits as possible to find a direction.

An Su could now endure reading for one minute; if he exceeded this ti, he had to divert his gaze to rest, otherwise, he would faint on the spot.

However, An Su’s tolerance for divine level Magic Circuits was gradually improving; he could only last ten seconds at the start, but now he had improved to one minute.

As his consciousness was battered and torn by knowledge and then forcibly repaired by rlin, An Su felt his soul’s resilience steadily increase.

Maybe that was the greatest gain.

Of course, the corresponding price was—it really hurt.

Ti and again he fainted, and ti and again he awoke, with ti silently slipping by.

When His Excellency rlin had finished his lunch, An Su was still reading the Magic Circuits. He had already gone through nearly a thousand, but the vast knowledge was beyond his soul’s capacity to rember, leaving only a rough outline in his mory.