The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing Chapter 792 401 Ascending to Godhood (End of Main Text)3

[283. Fate's Gambler]

"It was you who led astray. It's all your fault, Mr. An Su, the annoying, disrespectful liar."

"I have never been a good child; everything I did was for myself... The first ti I escaped from the monastery, the first ti I broke the nun's rules, the first ti I didn't return ho at night, the first ti I cursed soone, it was you who led astray."

"I cannot be the good child everyone loves, being a bad child adored by one person is enough. So my first gamble as a bad child is forgivable, isn't it?"

"Because you will win, I've bet everything on you."

"My very own Pope, Your Majesty."

From the boundless shadows and the unknown, in this desolate and dark universe, the youth opened his murky eyes. He took out from his inner pocket a small, plain gambling ticket, the design on the ticket was simple, a snow-white expanse reflecting a tiny, equally white flower.

That small touch of white is the only light in this dark universe.

"Luojia Fast, I accept your gambling ticket."

"And I promise you."

"No matter who the opponent is, you will never lose the bet."

Even if it is God, even if it is fate, it remains the sa!

The broken anchor point has reconnected, An Su opened his pure white eyes from within Heaven!

This fragile anchor point can only allow An Su a mont of self-awareness, but this mont is enough.

Miss Maid still hasn't let go of his hand, even in death; Holy Maiden still rembers An Su's na, even if she forgets.

An Su held Enya's hand in his left, as if holding the entire black autumn night, in his right, he grasped Luojia's gambling ticket, as if holding the entire radiant day—this mont is enough.

This is enough.

Thirty thousand years ago, the youth was still unable to transcend destiny's death. Although death would still co, he managed to delay his destined death by a year and a half, even though Yage Xiyiya eventually still died.

But this was not in vain.

Because thirty thousand years later, they no longer needed such a long ti.

They only needed a mont.

To delay death for just a mont longer.

Until they opened that door!

An Su embraced his shadow, embraced his radiance, he lifted his head, his pure white eyes fixed on the shattered door, on the cracks between the door, on the world beyond the fissure. He t the divine authority head-on, finally revealing a mad smile.

In a few monts, he would also die.

But An Su was still smiling, stars flashing in his pure white eyes!

"Third Circuit!"

The divine power crushed his body to dust, Heaven's chains pierced through his spine, destiny rely bound his tattered soul, he stood before Heaven like a slave, but his dignity was as noble as a god.

He embraced his shadow, he embraced his radiance, he raised the scepter in his hand, all the world's shadows and the unknown gathered on the youth's scepter, all the world's radiance and truth shone in the youth's eyes.

[Radiant Judgnt]

[Third Circuit]

An Su's final circuit of the Radiant Judgnt was the initial Radiant Judgnt, the Last Bishop's Radiant Judgnt.

[Judging the souls of all beings with Angel's Judgnt, if the result passes, the soul of the deceased can be resurrected]

[Thus, the sea gave up the dead that were in it, and death and the Underworld gave up the dead that were in them, and they were judged according to what they had done]

"Radiance."

He raised his scepter, commanding fate—

"Judgnt!!"

From now on, even fate will be judged!

His shadow regathered, his radiance shone once more, Miss Enya's death was rely delayed by the [Radiant Judgnt] for a mont, but just this mont, Heaven's error returned to the brink.

[Error Severity: 199.8%]

[Error, error, error!]

[An Su Moningsta, imdiately... error... stop!]

The deep whispers of the starry sky echoed in his soul, An Su grasped the handle of Heaven's Gate, reaching Heaven with error!

The cracks spread like a spider web across the door, akin to the fragnted divine power in the present world, countless descents and ascensions, countless destructions and resurrections, countless thirty-thousand-year descents, all borne by the precarious fate.

They pushed open that great door, unable to bear the weight of the error again, all living creatures' steps on Fate's Staircase collapsed downwards!

To the end of the world.

Shadow, pain, life, body, chaos, disaster.

Radiance, chastity, forest, machinery, order, healing.

All the murmurs of faith boiled from An Su's soul, but he was indifferent, he sang loudly, "Let Heaven fall."

An Su laughed heartily:

—"Because the more they oppose, the more it proves I'm right!"

[Error Severity: 200%]

Fate fell downwards, divine power fell downwards!

The chains binding all beings were burning!

Yet Chenxing was rising, between day and night, the brilliant starlight spread across all worlds.

From outside Heaven, from within the present world, from the chaotic and wandering Imperial Capital of Farol, from the borderlands plunged into war, from the Avad Church Nation, from every state, every city, every town, every street, every alley, from the eyes of every noble child, from the eyes of every commoner, from the eyes of every enslaved child, from the eyes of all living creatures—

Day, night, stars.

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