The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing Chapter 480 - 280: [The Delicious Child Who Teases the Mothe

Could it be predicted that if my Rank continued to rise, becoming a true Saint, even a Demigod... or even sothing greater, the Revelation Dream would undergo new changes, and my position in the dream would move even closer to the center of the banquet...

Of course, this is just a guess.

To verify An Su's conjecture, he would have to wait until he officially beca a Saint—after this event, the youth had a premonition that the Rank of a Saint was now within arm's reach.

The more he thought about it, the more An Su's head ached; it seed the after-effects of dying twenty thousand tis had not yet healed. He sighed lightly. None of these dreams and prophecies had ever appeared in the original work, and he couldn't trace any clues there.

Speaking of which, the fragnted storytelling of the original work—euphemistically called "fragnted storytelling"—was full of pitfalls, hiding decades of backstory in item descriptions, along with nurous cryptic lines of dialogue. The follow-up expansions were also indefinitely delayed. It was impossible to unearth the truth, leaving people to guess on their own.

An Su temporarily gave up thinking. Based on the current clues, this was as far as he could guess... In his previous life, he was a player who sped through the Evil Path, not an archeologist devoted to plot research.

However, one detail still troubled An Su.

When a star struck the present world, it was sliced into fragnts that then floated in the starry sky—observing this revelation made An Su inexplicably shudder.

World fragnts suspended in the starry sky...

Wasn't that the Nether World?

Alchemists and the Celestial Church, imitating the design of the gods, created an unstable Artificial Nether World. How then did the gods create the Nether and how was the original Nether World born... He stopped pursuing these thoughts further; it was a topic that seed unthinkable.

It's best not to dwell on these matters. Living well now is more important than anything else.

After sleeping for so long, An Su stretched lazily. He tilted his head, looking around—at his surroundings shone the gentle and peaceful starlight. A tranquil rotating galaxy map hung in the sky, and he walked in an imnse world of deep blue.

An Su was very familiar with this space, having been here many tis. It was the Celestial Space of the Celestial ssenger.

Though set among the stars, it protected saints and Esoteric Sect Followers from the dangerous starry sky. It was a transfer station that connected the present world with the Nether, or in simple terms, it was the space where the final tally took place.

An Su didn't expect that taking a test in the Artificial Astro-World would bring him to the Celestial Space...

Walking toward the distant reaches of the Celestial Space, Luo Xiaohei also jumped onto An Su's shoulder. They had not walked long when, at the farthest edge of their sight, they saw the Celestial ssenger standing with a gloomy face, as if he had seen sothing distasteful that day.

"Hello, uncle," greeted An Su politely to the Celestial ssenger, flashing a perfect smile, brimming with enthusiasm, "It's been a long ti since we last t."

"Stay the fuck away from ."

The Celestial ssenger, representing absolute neutrality, stepped back several paces continuously as if seeing An Su was like encountering a plague.

"How did I end up here?" An Su inquired patiently.

"You still have the nerve to talk! Do you think I wanted this?"

The Celestial ssenger's expression was as if asking whether he was dead yet, "You killed my replica and subordinate; now I have to personally do your final tally..."

Having served his term among the stars for many years, witnessing countless changes of eras, and having seen both the treachery of the Esoteric Sect and the hypocrisy of the Orthodox Church, it was the first ti he encountered soone like An Su. It would have been one thing if, as a saint, he did not fix the errors of the Artificial World, but he actually consud the error, turned into a new Error Factor, and used the error to hack the whole Star System!

The Celestial ssenger, an artificial creation of the Celestial Church, was directly crashed by the error!

He really had the guts!

Without even being a Demigod yet, daring to kill his own simulated personality, wouldn't this youngster truly sacrifice Them once he beca a Demigod?

Just like rlin, who also guarded Heaven's Gate, the Celestial ssenger who watched over the Celestial Space, began to ponder when it might be appropriate to retire—by all that is sacred, before An Su ca along, he truly was a security guard who loved his job.

Without manners... An Su sighed lightly, as if rembering sothing, he asked, "What about Cersei?"

"She woke up before you and has already left," replied the Celestial ssenger, who sighed deeply, envious of these young people, always teaming up with a different girl each ti.

"By the way, she left a ssage for you..."

The Celestial ssenger looked at An Su with a strange expression, thought for a while, and then slowly said,

"She said, 'Although I have forgotten many things, I understand that the person I must seek in my life is you.'"

Imitating Cersei's tone, the Celestial ssenger had a bitter look. Damn An Su.

"'Mr. Chenxing, please beco a saint.'

'I look forward to that day's arrival, and I look forward to eting you in the real world even more.'"

An Su showed not a hint of joy. His face darkened just like the Celestial ssenger's, knowing all too well the real aning behind Cersei's seemingly beautiful words. The original work's Queen Cersei spent her life pursuing the ultimate evil because dying at the hands of the purest of evil, or killing the purest of evil, would prove her absolute justice.