The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing Chapter 665 - 351 An Su Second Tier, [The Most Delicious Chi

Holy City, Avad.

Chaotic City Managent Bureau, noisy Judgent Square, swarming with people.

For the chaotic citizens, their favorite pasti was to attend the Judgent Square and watch the live beheadings—a very refined and stylish hobby that both educated and relaxed the mind, embodying the idea of appealing to all social classes.

In order to promote the nationwide beheading project and propagate Avad's unique beheading culture, aside from massive advertising, the Chaotic Tourism Board had also promoted derivative cultural products. Citizens who ca to watch the executions could buy a coil made from a criminal's hair for one or two Gold Coins or get a necklace made from a criminal's teeth if they spent ten.

This eliminated the pollution from crematoriums, reduced the wastage of cetery resources, and further spread the culture of the Chaotic Church Nation. Every part of a criminal's body would be turned into derivative cultural products for sale, even hemorrhoids would be crafted by artisans into Shariputra and sold for a hundred Gold Coins.

The Judgnt Square was a huge entertainnt hub specially built by the Avad Council at a great expense, equipped with three giant Magic Screens, capable of accommodating hundreds of thousands of citizens.

However, today, the venue was unusually packed; the noisy and crowded masses filled every corner of the square, creating a sea of people. They scread excitedly, their necks craned toward the screens above, which boldly displayed the gates of the First Prison. Today's protagonist would be arriving from the other side of those gates.

The anticipation was not without reason, because the identity of today's defendant was Ansu Milton.

Born on the frontier, a pure-blood human, the richest man in the Outer City, and—

A Chaotic Pre-selection Councilor!

"Hee hee hee, I'm going to buy the councilor's sausage," soone said jokingly.

The rights of a Chaotic Councilor were supre; this was the first ti since the foundation of Avad that a Quasi-Councilor was being judged!

For the chaotic audience, who were crazy about disorder and pleasure, this was the most attractive gimmick, watching such an entertaining clash was worth dying for!

No Judgnt Chief had ever dared to judge a pre-selected councilor; if the judgnt failed and the latter was promoted, the aftermath was unimaginable.

If the Chaotic City Managent Bureau dared to judge Ansu Milton today, there was only one possibility: they already had decisive evidence, ensuring his inevitable defeat in this trial.

The chaotic citizens had already caught wind: Ansu Milton was the foretold Blessed Son.

The status of a Blessed Son in Avad was even lower than that of a Child of the Curse in Farol.

Once discovered, it led instantly to execution. Every year, the Chaotic City Managent Bureau executed tens of thousands of infants suspected of being 'Blessed Sons' - any race with even a trace of the Light Elent in their body was destined to be slaughtered in the Chaotic Church Nation.

The only reason Ansu was still alive was because of his identity as a pre-selected councilor.

But once he went through the Seven Gods' Trial ceremony, his status would be stripped away.

And Mr. Demon could guarantee that with all the luminous children the Chaos Administration Bureau had slaughtered, the divine blessing of radiance on Ansu was definitely the highest in history!

"Your Majesty, the Judgnt Chief," Mr. Demon, dressed in a tuxedo, slowly stood from the 'Vice Judge' seat and tipping his hat at the centermost Judgnt Chief, "please rest assured, I have already inspected this boy Ansu. With his trial, he definitely cannot pass the Seven Gods' Trial; he is definitely a spy sent by the Human Empire."

"When you take him down, your prestige will reach its peak," Mr. Demon graciously said, "With this feat, your election as the Chaotic Saintess tomorrow is within easy reach."

"Why I have co forward is for the protection of the great Chaotic Church Nation."

The Judgnt Chief smiled and said,

"Mr. Demon, this is not for my personal benefit, but for the future and righteousness of the Chaotic Church Nation."

Her dark green pupils held only holiness and solemnity, and love for everyone.

But the Judgnt Chief was not as simplistic as she appeared on the surface. How chaotic she must be for Mr. Demon to hold her in such high regard...

The citizens held their breath, their expressions tense as they watched the great figure sitting in the foremost position of the Judgnt Hall, an embodint of chaos, a joyful figure of this world, always wearing a smile, the corners of her mouth reaching all the way to her ears.

All the Blessed Chosen Ones, Belonging to Chaos, Church Country Lady, Smiling Demon

It turned out that this very person was the Judgnt Chief confronting Ansu Milton, shocking everyone; that boy was dood!

Smile. Mrs. Smiling, also known as the Smiling Lady.

She was the candidate closest to the seat of Saintess of the Chaotic Church Nation over the past centuries, and was the woman most favored by the Mother Goddess of Chaos. Yet, what was most striking was her ever-present, friendly smile that reached a nearly eerie degree.

"Who is the Smiling Lady?" asked Arthur, who had joined the crowd to watch the spectacle.

"You don't know the Smiling Lady? Heh, don't even ntion how powerful she is!"

An audience mber looked at Arthur incredulously, "That grandma is the only woman in the Chaotic Church Nation blessed by six Mother Goddesses, only a prophesized Chaotic Saintess could achieve that! This girl was born for chaos!"

"Blessed by all six Mother Goddesses?" Lister exclaid, "That's a high status, how did she achieve that?"

With a slight cough, another person mysteriously said,