The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing Chapter 219 - 180: All Three Female Guests Left the Light on

It’s a trick.

This isn’t the painful reeducation, this is Hengshui Holy Academy from a past life!

Lister and Arthur observed An Su’s expression, discussing, "In the painful candlelight, one will see the most painful experiences in their mory. Who knows what Ansu saw?"

"My mory is of being beaten half to death by my old man when I was three," Arthur asked Lister curiously, "How about you?"

Lister was silent for a while, his expression revealing a painful reluctance to look back on the past, and he slowly said, "When I was ten, I confessed to my seventeenth crush."

"And then?"

"Then my old man said that was my seventeenth sister," Lister said with pain in his face.

Arthur’s expression also beca pained, following Lister’s.

"Who knows what Ansu saw to look even more pained than I am," Lister said curiously as he watched An Su.

The candle of pain grew brighter and brighter at a shocking rate, astonishing everyone around. They had not expected this lad from the Sanctuary of Chaos to have such an astounding comprehension of pain.

Bishop Rada even began to ponder whether to poach him from the Hierarchical Holy Daughter.

The fla flared to a climax, and just when the believers thought it was over, the fire suddenly surged again, and An Su’s expression grew even more pained.

After a six-year career at Hengshui Holy Academy, An Su would face a five-year dical study!

Finally, when the candle of pain shone as bright as an incandescent lamp, and the fla took the shape of a book, An Su woke up.

The book symbolized his path... The Priest thought to himself, a fla in the shape of a book indicated a cultist, often with a paranoid and calm deanor, skilled at finding loopholes in rules, a trait extrely suitable for the path of a Magician.

An Su’s shoulders trembled slightly as he took a deep breath, coming back from the painful mories,

He stepped out of the illusion, out of the area covered by the candle of pain, and into the area of the candle of chaos.

A new illusion began to form, this ti sowhat normal, just a minor incident where he had caused chaos in a border city, killing tens of thousands, nothing too serious. However, the believers present did not think so, and the hierarchical believers even stood up.

The lantern of chaos was even brighter and more intense than the candle of pain, the fiery light rising directly, burning upward continuously, the flas twisting into a vortex, the vortex rising endlessly, and at the end of the vortex, a giant scepter forged by fla.

The scepter!

What this ant, the old Priest who had interpreted fiery images for so many years, knew better than anyone.

It signified that the young man’s future path would at minimum start as a regional bishop!

The Hierarchical Holy Daughter, looking at the scepter of fla, her crimson eyes slightly narrowed, her expression showing imnse interest.

The grandeur of the flas was no less than the ones she had lit in her own ti.

Interesting.

An Su continued forward, this ti stepping into the realm covered by the candle of life.

But the mont he stepped in, he felt sothing was off.

A whole new illusion began to rise. Experience tales with .Côm

Red wine, a dinner table, delicious dishes.

The space trembled slightly, that indescribable gaze shot up instantly, and all the believers around were nearly pulled into the illusion.

The other two candles almost went out at the sa ti, only the candle of life burned violently, never before had it burned so fiercely, the firelight was beautiful and ancient.

Mad and complex knowledge poured into his mind, the eerie and beautiful red moon reflected in his thoughts.

For so reason, the believers felt that the boy on the platform looked very delicious.

Only the old Priest was a bit incredulous at what he saw, he was the only one who noticed in that mont, it was definitely the most outrageous thing he had ever seen.

The fla on the candle of life punched the other two candles, almost snuffing them out...