The Stronger Their Opposition, the More I Know I Made the Right Choice

Chapter 165: The crystallization of wisdom of the three border heroes (thanks to Phantom Fengyinglan

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When Ansu led the recruited saints to the city of chaos.

The cheerful and charming voice of my sweetheart sounded from everyone's magic communication. The warm voice was like the sunshine on a spring afternoon, making people feel warm in their hearts.

"This is the chaotic northern border. Welcome to my world. This is where I work, my delicate little prince."

Returning to the chaotic border after three days, the smell of blood covering the entire city has not completely dissipated.

The ruined streets were covered with blood stains that could never be washed away. Deserted tube buildings and collapsed magic buildings intertwined with each other. Black crows fluttered their wings and undulated, eating the carrion of the nobles.

There was not a single citizen on the streets, all the street lights were turned off, and the entire city was shrouded in darkness and dilapidation.

This is a completely lawless place.

Although the scene in front of me is relatively miserable, with Miss Yoko (Yue'er) accompanying me, even the air in the chaotic border is sweeter than that in the imperial capital.

The goddess must have only sent me a magic communication.

Everyone thought so.

Wearing the pure white robe that symbolized Bishop Naraku, Ansu turned around and looked at the citizens behind him with a smile.

In just one week, seventeen third-level quasi-deacons, thirty second-level saints, and nearly a hundred first-level preparatory believers were recruited into the army. The seven major Holy Sees were all-encompassing. Mayor Ansu was very confident about his preaching ability. Quite satisfied.

Looking at the bright bald heads one after another, the smile on the corner of Mayor Ansu's mouth became brighter and brighter.

This week, he has used his [Light of Judgment] dozens of times. As more and more radiant heads are born, Ansu's understanding of bald heads has reached a superb level.

He even has blind confidence now. As long as he is not as handsome as himself, even if he is a god, he can shave his head off.

With so many citizens, Mayor Anzu has the confidence to build a chaotic park and build the Holy See.

The first step is to rebuild.

After arranging the civil engineering brother from the Alchemy Church to rebuild the city hall hall, arranging the Druid Church to plant some green plants, and arranging the Guanghui brother from the Glory Church to set up human-shaped street lamps on the street, after several arrangements, the manpower was somewhat insufficient.

Those who behave well will be rewarded with a one-hour call with Yue'er or Miss Sun.

Ansu has already made a copy of the alchemy circle of the Pain Secret Cult and placed it around the city hall, so that he can recycle the pain provided to him by the saints. The saints recruited this time are of a higher level, and the quality of pain they provide is higher.

Therefore, we need to increase manpower and continue to further recruit saints.

Liszt's meeting and chatting with each other every night is not very efficient. Arthur's going door-to-door stuffing small cards is relatively novel, but in the end it is ineffective. The new era's fraud and missionary methods should keep pace with the times.

Their methods are too backward.

Ansu must think of a smarter way to build a chaotic park.

Since copying Merlin's "Light of Judgment", Ansu has gained a lot of understanding and understanding of "plagiarism", the magic method that the God of Magic is best at, and has gradually applied it in practice.

But Anzu is Anzu after all, and he has further developed his own magic method - 'stitching'.

[Fairness], [Space Distortion], and [Friendly Communication] are the three basic magics. As long as you copy a magic circuit from each magic and sew them together, you can create new magic.

Then sew up the summoning magic of the Mother Goddess of Life [Gift of Life].

This week, Ansu has been trying, under the guidance of Bones, and trying again and again with failure.

It is very difficult for a novice to sew four magic circuits at once.

One to three are elementary magic, and three to six are intermediate magic. This is to directly create intermediate magic.

Fortunately, Ansu had experience in copying sacred magic, and after having his soul crushed countless times, he had become stronger.

The gift of life can summon the undead,

Space distortion can create virtual bodies, friendly communication can create virtual sounds,

On the other hand, being upright allows light to follow a person's body and move with the person's movements.

These characteristics can all constitute the thing in the legend—the most evil and terrifying creature.

This magic will be the crystallization of the wisdom of the three border heroes!

For magic adaptation, knowledge and concepts are everything. As long as you can understand the concept and principles, you can write it, and Ansu has completely understood that concept.

The four magic circuits buzzed in the air, and the light became more and more dazzling. They gradually entangled and merged together, and the stars in Ansu's eyes became brighter and brighter.

[Resurrection of the dead]

[Intermediate ordinary summoning magic]

[Mana consumption: 2 (per hour)]

[Effect: Summon low-level dead souls from the river of life, capture movements with light, restore and modify the body in life by distorting the surrounding light, change the air vibration to simulate sound, and resurrect the souls of the dead spreading in the magic network.]

[Note: The undead cannot disobey the summoner. It has no memory, no magic power, and no entity. It is the person who had the strongest resentment towards the caster during its lifetime. It can only summon one person]

[Note: Mr. Ansu Morningstad is a necromancer of the Esoteric Life Cult. After many years of research, virtual life is also a rare branch of life]

Ansu expressed dissatisfaction with this. He clearly wanted to spread the glory of the Holy Light. How could he be assigned to the Mother Goddess of Life Cult

This style of painting is rather strange.

The necromancer of the Secret Cult of Life summons an army of skeletons to form a huge mass of black people. The natural disaster of the undead crushes everything and leaves no grass growing wherever it passes.

Ansu's specialty, the Necromancer, is to summon a virtual song and dance troupe, a large area of screaming, the virtual singer crushes everything, and the sound is heard wherever it passes.

This is quite joyful.

No matter what, he finally created this complicated magic, and it was not in vain that he spent a whole week.

It is easier to understand the undead with the deepest resentment. The deepest resentment means that the stronger the connection, the easier it is to be summoned. The same principle applies to ordinary undead summoning techniques.

Now that it's made, you should try it as soon as possible.

Ansu chanted this newly acquired intermediate magic, and the weird and terrifying soul breath came from the long river of life. He rubbed his hands expectantly and looked at the soul that trekked from the underworld.

Don't know who it will be.

You must know that there are many people who hate Ansu, so they have to line up slowly one by one.

The middle-level ordinary magic level is still low and can only summon one. When Ansu's level increases, he can summon a girl group.

Any enemies killed in the future can be brought closer to Ansu's virtual girl group.

As the magic progresses, changes gradually occur.

Ansu heard dark roars one after another. The resentment was so deep that it almost turned into reality. Names were shouted one after another. The low-level undead had no memory and just kept roaring because of the resentment imprinted deep in their souls. With.

The first thing that caught his eye was a white skeleton with no memory or consciousness.

The light immediately began to capture its movements, and the refraction of the holy light continued to distort it, restoring its appearance in life and modifying it to a certain extent.

The vibration of the voice was also being continuously distorted, slowly turning from the original deep roar to the clear voice of the girl, as clean as the flowing water of a clear spring.

Ansu's pupils shrank slightly, it was this adult who won the resurrection match!

(End of chapter)