The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing Chapter 456 - 272 A Certain Kind of Shura Field2

The so-called dispersal of undead was simply to scare the undead away by inflicting pain.

Half a year ago, An Su had used the Holy Light Illumination Technique on Bone to maintain their previous "friendly pain ssages"; now, being Fourth Tier, An Su used this move again, but since he had absorbed a massive amount of Holy Light, its form and effects had changed qualitatively.

The Holy Light now had a physical form, like a pure white whip, one end held in the young man's hand, the other trailing on the ground, emitting a dazzling light.

"...An," Miss Bones looked at the Holy Light Whip, flatly refusing with her arms crossed over her chest, "I do not offer that type of service."

"By the way," she said seriously, "what did you an by a great gift earlier?"

"Of course it's—" An Su said with a smile, his smile innocent; "just register and get one hundred draws!"

"..."

[World collapse level at ninety-seven percent]

At this mont, the Azure Sorceress was still in fierce battle with Princess Cersei.

Incorrect red warnings ford wounds, large swathes of sky fell in crimson collapse, the shell of the Nether World rapidly peeled away, revealing the dangerous, vast dark blue starry sky outside, as if to devour all things in the world.

"Living Spirits."

At this mont, the magic of the Azure Sorceress reached its peak, her azure eyes reflecting everything in the world, the Holy-level Living Spirit Technique penetrating deep into the ley lines of the Dawn Cathedral, the followers of the Esoteric Sect who had died there, and even those from the Radiant Knight Order who had been sacrificed, now opened their eyes in the River of Life, were given life, and their withered palms reached out from the cracked abyss of the earth.

"Azure! Azure!" they sang praises, their features distorted and bodies wildly growing, eventually rging into new Stitched Lives.

In this world where the rules had collapsed, even the boundary between life and death had beco easy to cross.

Princess Cersei, not knowing how many of these living spirits she had killed, saw countless heads flying around her, blood splattering like blooming crimson flowers. She was getting tired; her face, pale from lack of blood, showed the recoil damage of the failed Dawn Ceremony, which had already hard her shell. Now, in battle with the peak saint, Azure Sorceress, even the daughter of the golden kite found it extrely strenuous.

Most crucially, the nearly maniacal light of justice in her eyes had dimd since Miss Bones appeared.

Thinking of the 'Azure Sorceress,' regarded as suprely evil, sinking to the level of becoming a national flying technician, once she realized that she was no longer slaughtering evil but was instead involved in a crackdown, Cersei's spirit completely wilted.

Pointless... The look she gave the Azure Sorceress was no longer murderous, but filled with pity instead.

"Stop pitying !"

The Azure Sorceress took a deep breath, murder in her Magic Eyes.

The overwhelming army of living spirits wore down Cersei's energy, and in that mont, with a strike, the Azure Sorceress drained the life from countless living spirits, sacrificing them, all rging into her eyes, the azure light overpowering the pure white.

By using the Living Spirit Technique to revive the Followers of Life on the ground, turning Dead Spirits into Living Spirits to fight for the Witch, and as their souls were about to be depleted, because they were 'Living Spirits,' she could sacrifice them all to the Mother Goddess of Life through her Azure Magic Eyes, allowing the Mother Goddess to reciprocate with an equivalent amount of Magic Power,

and then use this Magic Power for a new round of resurrection—this was the Azure Sorceress's eternally infamous school of thought, endlessly exploiting the remaining Life Force.

"You still have residual life value" — That was even a famous saying of Miss Azure.

Even in death, becoming a ghost, one would still labor for Miss Witch, continuing as an eternal workhorse, perpetually in servitude.

The eternal underling among ghosts, hence, this school of thought was later known as the 'Workaholic Ghost Faction.'

The Azure Sorceress's magic power was nearly boundless, while Cersei's magic power was greatly depleted by the endless army of living spirits, unable now to withstand Azure's workaholic force. She stepped back, a trace of blood leaking from the corner of her mouth, her back half of the sky split open by Azure's residual might, revealing the eerie space beyond.

[World collapse level, ninety-eight percent]

[Error factor 'Azure Sorceress' has completely lost control!]

A battle between peak saints was truly terrifying.

With a cold, strange smile, the Azure Sorceress glanced past Cersei to An Su in the distance.

If I deal with An Su, the summoner, I won't be socially dead!

If I could devour this delicious child, consu his destiny, I wouldn't need to eat for half a lifeti anymore.

Perhaps, with that as a support, I could go from projection to reality, exit the false history, and return to the 'present' thirty thousand years later!

By then, the entirety of future humanity would pay for their foolish actions...

And the azure sky would cover the fields of Farol; whether saints or followers of the Esoteric Sect, all creatures would chant the na of the Azure Sorceress, praising the Witch's return. This destiny of the Morning Star would also be borne by her, the Azure Sorceress.

All knowledge would belong to Azure, all delicacies to Azure, all glory also to Azure.

She was that notable and imposing, just that impressive.

The self-assured Azure Sorceress crossed her arms and snorted proudly. She refused to acknowledge that Miss Bones was her future self, and at this mont, aid to completely erase the disgraceful 'self' of the future, end this shaful future, and steal her authenticity!