The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing Chapter 598 - 322 The Youth Without Masks, Welcome to the Er

For nineteen years, the girl had never wavered; she always walked on the path that was the most correct, the most just, "Regardless of the outco, I will bring forth the most noble, the grandest of blossoms."

"Your plan is perfect but there are two problems," rlin raised his hand, "First, if An Su kills you, according to my understanding of him, with the character of that beast, he's unlikely to leave your body intact—he can freeze soone's blood into an Ice Blade."

"...This is indeed a problem," the girl showed her first sign of perplexity in nineteen years, "It's sothing he is capable of doing."

"The second problem."

rlin gazed at Cersei's Magic Circuit, the Princess's circuit was of a unique shape, with branches of the Golden Kite Flower proliferating, every magic branch was a petal of the golden kite, perfect and flawless due to its holiness, and after Cersei beca a Demigod, the very end of the branch blood into the most splendid flower.

"You are now a Demigod, and the Era of Chaos only accepts Magicians below demigods, you are rejected by the will of the world, unable to enter."

"That's an easy fix, Your Excellency rlin," Cersei smiled and nodded, "As long as I'm not a Demigod."

"I must enter the Era of Chaos, I must end the Era of Chaos, I must be the hope of the people, I must save Farol, this is necessary, this is my duty."

"How do you plan to..." rlin's words stopped short and his eyes widened in shock at the scene unfolding before him—

"Your Excellency rlin, I have loved the art of floriculture since I was a child."

Princess Cersei gently lifted her pale, delicate hand and pressed it to her brow, at the end of the golden kite circuit, all the while maintaining her perfect and graceful smile. Her index finger and middle finger ca together, slowly applying pressure, piercing the delicate skin, followed by the crackling sound of bones splitting around, those fingertips piercing the scalp, plunging into the brain and into the magic circuit ingrained within her, reaching the bud of the Golden Kite Flower—

Then,

with gentle force,

like pruning a branch in the art of floriculture,

she elegantly plucked the bud at the top of the Magic Circuit!

Cersei had forever damaged her Magic Circuit, and as the Magic Circuit is connected to the soul, it was akin to tearing her own soul out, an act that could lead to instant death if even slightly mishandled.

rlin knew this would lead to permanent, incurable aftereffects; even as a God of Law, He could not heal it;

Cersei's aura plumted instantly, her Magic Rank falling from Demigod, returning to the realm of Saint!

"For my justice," feeling the incompleteness in her soul, sensing the irrediable pain, Cersei Milton lowered her gaze, "This is my justice."

"Madwoman, you truly are a zealot."

After a brief mont of stupefaction, rlin almost bent double with laughter, "Today's youth, both you and An Su, one dares to swim in the River of Life, the other dares to pluck at her own soul like plucking a flower, truly fascinating!"

"Then go and fight, compete, build, you insatiable young ones."

"The stairway of fate has been laid out."

rlin walked towards the blood-red plain, turning back with the cyan starlight pouring out like a flood from the sky, the chaotic stars forming behind Him, like a gigantic eye, rlin spread His arms toward that world,

"To be devoured by chaos, or to devour the era itself!"

[Chaos Level: Ninety-nine percent]

[Ti until the Era of Chaos descends: Four hours]

In the Astral First Church, An Su watched the Astral Terminal, he turned his head, on the left were the insatiable Luojia, Enya, on the right the satiable Arthur, and the very satiable Lister, the young people with clear division of labor, fully prepared, averaging out, each had a Rank.

An Su paused, revealing a calm smile, and pushed open the door before him.

Thus the world intertwined into different shapes, the boundary between light and dark beca muddled, the stars falling before his eyes, their Radiance stretching out, paving the ladder and road for him to climb up to the stars.

[As below, so above; complete the miracle of Taiyi,]

[Saint]

[An Su Moningsta]

[Welco to—]

[The Era of Chaos]