Chapter 316 Merlin: It’s so Cool!

Maru La.

Ansu's smile froze on his face. He watched the shadow under his feet gently disturbed, and the slender dark black hair swayed slightly. The warm yellow shadow of the sycamore tree outside the floor-to-ceiling window was on the solid wood floor, stirring ripples with the shadow.

"Miss Maid." Ansu silently transmitted, "Are you here?"

He could now feel that Miss Enya was by his side.

"I am your shadow, Mr. Ansu."

"The shadow naturally follows the master."

She might be on the right side of Ansu, wearing a dark black Lolita pleated skirt, light white socks and brown leather shoes, with her hair as soft as water gathered in a hairpin, revealing a delicate and calm profile.

The same dark pupils should be as deep as a pool of water. Even in this situation, she still bent her knees slightly, and her slender fingers gently lifted the edge of the skirt, and gracefully bowed. Although the master could not see, her demeanor was perfect.

"About when did you come?"

"You can sense the breath of Lorga Fast," Miss Enya said elegantly, without any fluctuation in her tone, "but you can't see me?"

She tilted her head, expressionless.

"Is that what you mean, Master Ansu?"

Ansu fell silent with a frown on his face. He shouldn't have said too much.

He exhaled lightly, put away his slightly stiff smile, and showed a pure smile. Don't rush to draw a conclusion, maybe there will be a reversal later.

And the maid spoke quite rationally

Ansu's emotional perception ability in the state of the Son of Blessing was greatly enhanced. He could feel that the emotions Miss Enya showed to him were very stable.

Just at this moment, Judge Yak raised his hand weakly, his voice trembling slightly.

"Mr. Ansu. No, Your Majesty Ansu, please calm down."

The tone of this lord was obviously weaker, and he raised his hands with some sweat, "I have already admitted defeat, can you calm down first?"

"Huh?" Ansu blinked.

Sweat oozes down the forehead of Yak Milton. In all his years, he has never seen such a strange and contradictory existence.

At this moment, in the eyes of Bishop Yak, Ansu Morningstar is like an inhuman monster. Although he is wearing the perfect skin of a teenager, he has a kind and friendly smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes are full of tenderness and kindness. The pure white holy light stirs his gray hair, making the side face of the teenager as holy as the son of God in the mythological era.

But only Yak knows that all this is false.

Every pore of his body and every inch of his soul are screaming wildly.

The saint's instinct reminded him that the craziest and deepest darkness was on his neck, as dark as ink and as deep as the sea, like a ghost floating beside him. The dark emotion was so thick that it almost condensed into substance - so in Yak's eyes, Ansu was a demon in human skin. He had been a judge for so many years and had never seen such strong emotions.

Although Yak didn't know what was beside him, it might be an evil god from outside the domain, or a ruler from the star realm, or some strange and terrifying ancient existence. The only thing he knew was that this unknowable horror was inseparable from Ansu.

He had obviously put away his sword to show his surrender, but the darkness did not diminish at all.

The malice was so strong that Yak even had an illusion that he had cheated on Ansu.

"Please calm down." Yak was sweating profusely. He was really scared. He sent a voice message, "Your Majesty Ansu, I have surrendered. You don't have to have such a strong killing intention towards me. If bloodshed breaks out, you and your family will not be able to escape unscathed."

How could I have any killing intention.

Ansu was also sweating profusely.

The only thing he knew was that this killing intention was directed at Yak, but not because of him.

"Mr. Yak." Ansu shook his head and quickly cut off and pretended not to see, "This really has nothing to do with me."

Even Yak was a little confused. It was obviously his life that was in danger, but why did he feel that Ansu on the other side was more nervous than himself.

Could it be that this was still his acting? This boy's personality was so bad that he liked to play the pig and eat the tiger, and liked to watch the prey struggling to death?

This is too natural!

"Dear Miss Enya." An Su paused and said in a voice transmission, "I didn't notice you, just because your concealment ability is too strong."

The maid's concealment talent is definitely among the strongest.

She had concealed Luo Xiaobai's true body before - Saint Elf. You know, Saint Chaos is one of the strongest saints in the contemporary era.

Now that so much time has passed, I'm afraid even demigods can't detect the existence of the maid.

So it's understandable that An Su didn't notice Miss Enya.

After all, she didn't eat cake without rinsing her mouth like Luo Jia.

"I'm fine, Master An Su."

The maid's posture is still elegant, her tone is still calm and considerate, and her dark eyes are clear.

"Even if you don't recognize me, even if you recognize an inexplicable wild woman, even if you say many things to her that you haven't said to me, it doesn't matter to me, Master An Su, you don't have to be so nervous."

"Ah--!!"

Yak made a miserable groan, and the invisible blade pierced his shoulder blade, piercing the curse into the depths of Yak's soul. Dark black blood splashed in the air, like bright buds one after another. The maid smiled calmly at Ansu,

"You don't have to be nervous."

The whole pill is spicy.

Anzu finally accepted the truth.

The changes that occurred to the presiding judge brought back the people who were immersed in the vision of the Blessed Son. They saw blood dripping from Bishop Yake's shoulder blade, but Ansu on the side did not make any move, not even half a moment to make a move. Appear.

In addition to the members of the Magic Guild and the Saint Troops, there were also several demigods at the scene, but even they could not see how Yak was injured. It was as if he was pregnant with Mir during the ceremony last night. The sudden change of the eldest prince of Dun Blood was like a divine punishment.

After seeing this scene, everyone present did not dare to act rashly and looked at Ansu with shocked eyes.

Especially the saints of the Holy See, their eyes are full of reverence, even a little fanatical.

According to the "Holy Scripture", the blessed son does not need to take action personally. The gods will punish the villains who blaspheme the holy son, even if the person has the blood of the royal family. Of course, the young people also know that this statement is a bit outrageous, but who is called An? Su Pi Nang is good-looking, with navy blue eyes and long gray hair. Even if the blood splashed on his face, the young man remained unmoved, unfazed, and undiminished.

In terms of appearance alone, if he is not the prophesied Son, who can be?

Ansu did not move, after all, he was already a little numb.

He looked sympathetically at Yake, who was holding one shoulder blade. As a blessed son, he would hate to see others injured and bleeding. Of course, sterilization did not fall into this category. After all, Mr. Ansu, who had great love, was good at painless abortions.

Before Ansu could pay attention to Mr. Yak's injury, he saw blood blooming on the other side of the latter's shoulder blade.

have to.

Now the symmetry is beautiful.

Ansu showed a relieved smile.

He felt the breath on the other side. He could hear the snow-white toes gently stepping on the thick pool of blood, making sticky footsteps. The fragrance of blueberries was in the boy's ears, and the long snow-white hair It fell with the wind and gently rubbed against the same snow-white white gauze. At the end of the sleeves of the gauze skirt, bits and pieces of blood dripped from it. The little witch tilted her head and said coldly,

"Who is the mysterious woman?"

This one is even more heavyweight.

The only thing Ansu regrets now is using the reverse position on the little saint.

He looked at Mr. Yake, who was bleeding on both sides, and said tentatively, "Are you okay?"

What do you think, you devil? Yak is in trouble. He is a pure mage, not a paladin of judgment. His magic rank reaches the level of a saint, but his physical body is weak. He is most restrained by this kind of close-up assassin. Although he had magic like a saint, he could not find the location of the enemy. No matter how much magic he had, it would not work.

Logically speaking, with his saint-level soul perception, any assassin should have no way to hide.

But the reality was that he didn't sense anyone except Ansu.

Luojia's veil is the magic of the Dharma God, and Enya's concealment can deceive the demigods.

He could only sense malice, the purest malice.

There is only one possibility: the beings behind him are definitely not human beings.

He tried to spread the magic circuits all over his body, covering his body with magic power for all-round defense, but this did not have much effect, because in the next moment, the invisible shadow blade pierced his back, shattering all the magic circuits. As a result, chaotic magic began to flow from Yak's body, and even leaked outward. For the shadows in the darkness, the magic barrier was useless, because no matter how perfect the barrier was, there would always be shadows.

"I'm just stating a fact."

The maid lady elegantly pulled out the shadow on Yake's spine, and pulled out some spinal fluid. Her eyes were still calm and elegant, but her cold eyes could not reflect any emotions, like a deep and dark person. The lake was empty, cold and quiet.

"You don't have to be nervous, Miss Luojia."

Ansu looked at Mr. Yak with pity, who was curled up in pain. For some reason, he felt some phantom pain that he felt in his heart.

Brother Yake, although it was you who was beaten by the alliance,

But the pain is in your body and the pain is in my heart.

"As far as I know,"

The little witch smiled and said, her fingertips overflowed with some dark black light, full of blasphemy and weirdness. Since Ansu turned Luojia upside down, her extreme physique that could attract infinite holy light has naturally changed. At this time, Luojia was able to control darkness of the same scale. She gently tapped her fingertips on Yak's spine, and the black light poured into the torso along the broken part of the magic circuit, and finally poured in along the broken circuit. Enter the soul.

——"Don't you hate Mr. Ansu?"

Miss Enya stopped talking. She raised her eyes and stared at Luo Jia calmly.

The little witch tilted her head, "Oh, did I remember it wrong?"

"Miss Maid?"

The corners of her mouth split into a slightly crazy and joyful smile, and she poured all the darkness in her hands into Yak's spine!

The biggest distortion occurred at this moment.

The judges of the Alien Administration Bureau watched this scene with fearful expressions. Judge Yak's back bulged irregularly, which was a pair of bulging meat bags that burst through the dark black standard cloak.

His entire body had been corrupted by the darkness, and every inch of his skin was emitting a cold temperature. His golden eyes quickly faded and turned to darkness. The corners of his mouth cracked into a huge arc, and the sharp claws in his bones pierced his skin, and blood flowed down. The claws pointed at Ansu, and it wanted to speak, but it could no longer speak.

There was only the dark and resentful curse.

This was corruption.

Although they didn't know how it happened, there was no doubt that it was a distortion from the flesh to the soul.

Like the grand ceremony last night,

Like the eldest prince who attacked Ansu,

Chief Judge Yak, who had the bloodline of the Milton branch family, also had a soul distortion!

Could it be that Guanghui really despised Jinyuan's family, and that the empire's actions really angered all living beings, so they had to suffer such a punishment from heaven? Is it really as recorded in the [Holy Book]?

To say that this matter had nothing to do with Ansu and there was no conspiracy, the judges didn't believe it at all.

But it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter whether they believe it or not. The most important thing is that the people will believe it, and the Church will believe it.

And they can't find any evidence to refute it.

The most important thing is that just now, in the witness of the people, in front of the Department of Alien Management and the Holy Knights, and under the gaze of several royal demigods, Ansu really attracted the vast holy light again. No matter how they pick on it, even the demigods can't find any flaws, because Ansu really attracted the holy light and was really blessed by the goddess. Because this is not a lie, but it has long been turned into the truth.

Yak gradually lost control. Its loss of control was not as bad as that of the eldest prince. After all, the latter was a demigod and it was just a saint. Despite this, it was a disaster that ordinary people could not imagine.

It crawled on the ground, the meat bag on its back burst into blood, and gave birth to dark black wings. The feathers instantly covered its body and cast a huge shadow over the imperial capital.

All judges knew what this meant.

There was no room for redemption.

The racial conflict between the Son of Darkness and the Son of Light, the class conflict between the nobles and the common people. All the conflicts, big and small, are like snowflakes that have accumulated one after another, and can no longer be hidden, because the avalanche is about to come.

The era of chaos is coming.

But in the meantime, another small conflict has not been resolved.

"Too exciting."

At the top of the stairs, Merlin Andre raised the happiest smile. He opened his hands happily, overlooking everything on the steps, overlooking Ansu's gradually dazed expression, clapping his hands,

"It's worth it for me to suffer such torture from you kid-"

"To be able to see such a battle between such strong men, it's worth working overtime!"