The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing Chapter 477 - 279 Merlin: No, Where's My Exam Site?2

Indeed, it's not comfortable at all.

Luo Xiaohei drew this conclusion contentedly, yawned, curled up into a ball, used his tail as a pillow, and fell asleep next to An Su.

The warm sunlight shone on them, and the 'error' on the sky screen also faded from blood red, taking on a slightly intoxicated hue.

[Exam concluded]

This world was wrong; it would forever spiral upward, detached from the control of the Radiant Holy See, belonging solely to Chenxing's private domain.

However, An Su's identity remained that of a saint, so Chenxing's faction still belonged to the lineage of the True Gods. Their souls were still under the protection of the Seven True Gods—whether it was An Su or Cersei, saints would be reshaped according to the rules set during the ga between True Gods and the Evil God, losing their mories.

But as the Master of the World, An Su should be able to avoid losing his mories.

....

An Su was soundly asleep inside, but the outside world had erupted into chaos.

Several hours had passed since rooms sixteen and nineteen lost contact; the sky had completely darkened, yet the entire Church was brightly lit. From the First Cathedral to the Seventh, from the Radiant Holy See to the Celestial Church...from ordinary administrative clerks to various bishops and Order Knights on shift, everyone was frantically busy, and it seed impossible for them to rest tonight.

The Artificial Nether World was out of control, the Star System paralyzed, the Azure Sorceress woke up as a historical projection, and the Princess was trapped within... When combined, these series of events beca the biggest incident the Church had faced in over a century!

The Imperial Royal Family had already sent troops. Rows of Imperial Knights bearing the 'Golden Kite Flower' insignia sealed off the exam site. They stood tense and formidable, with the imperial family dispatching a hundred Fourth Tier Knights, ten Saints, and a Demigod sponsored by the Royal Family. If the Third Princess t with an accident within the Church, they'd hold the Seven Great Churches responsible.

While the imperial envoys could be placated, the presence of the Three Imperial Families from the frontier, especially the legendary uncultured 'God of War,' made many clerics break into cold sweats. Should these barbarians from the borderlands be truly provoked, bloodshed was inevitable tonight!

Priests from the Order Church were busy evacuating the public and sweating profusely while attending to both the imperial and borderland delegations. All spectators were forcibly expelled from the venue, and other saints undergoing their exams were abruptly stopped and dismissed.

Despite this, whether they were nobles or commoners, saints or not, they all crowded around the blockade, standing shoulder to shoulder, going on tiptoe trying to peer towards the heart of the Church.

Everyone was acutely aware of the gravity of the situation,

The Artificial Nether World was both Heaven and Abyss, from which mankind could usurp endless wealth, while equally bearing the risks; if even natural Nether Worlds were stable, those simulated by human imitation of divine thods were like gambling with fire, inevitably leading to self-destruction.

That's why people had to restart the Nether World countless tis.

The best outco of this incident was that An Su and the Princess barely survived and the Artificial Nether World stabilized. The worst, and most likely outco, was that the Nether World's error reached one hundred percent, the Azure Sorceress escapes, and devours everything,

At that point, even the virtual Nether World could start to collapse into reality!

Once the real and illusory worlds make contact, the entire Imperial Capital, Farol, would be destroyed; should things develop to that extent, the Demigods would intervene to destroy this world ahead of ti, leaving no hope for An Su and the Princess to survive, nor guarantee of safety.

Countless eyes were fixed on the very center of the Church, watching the Nether terminal. The cold wind swept through the streets, perating the twilight silence into the spines of everyone present. The night was destined to be sleepless.

The Celestial Priests had already set up the monitoring programs. They were unable to observe the interior of the uncontrolled Nether World— it wasn't that they couldn't do it, but they shouldn't, in order to avoid causing more errors in this already unstable world. All they could do was to update the error level of the world in real ti, and monitor the vital signs of the two saints.

[An Su Moningsta, deceased]

At the mont that line appeared, the whole world went silent. The citizens of the Empire looked at each other with complex expressions; despite the boy's origins, he was still an underage child... and among the saints' faction, there were also whispers of weeping and sighs.

Luojia stared blankly at the line that appeared before her. It was just a line of text, but it made her feel an empty void in her heart. She wasn't overco with grief; on the contrary, she couldn't feel any emotions at all, be it sadness, sorrow, or lancholy. All seed to have been washed away, as if a wave had swept over the sand, erasing all the inscriptions upon it.

She took an involuntary step back, unable to describe her feelings at this mont.

He was just... he was just... he was just a re friend... so why?

The Little Saintess lowered her head, gently biting her thin lips, her shoulders trembling slightly. If she had talked to An Su earlier, if she hadn't let An Su join the Radiant Holy See, if... She stopped thinking about these things, raised her head, and looked at Miss Enya beside her,