The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing-Chapter 722 - 372 The Most Terrifying Enemy_2
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It is daytime in Avad, isn't it.
He observed his surroundings and indeed noticed quite a few demon misses blushing and glancing at him, sending covert flirty glances, quite unsubtly—with dog tails, cat ears, tentacles, and their faces aren't half-bad either. It seems the aesthetic criteria of the high tiers in the Chaotic Holy City have not yet been tainted by the influence of the Righteous Faction.
It follows, too, the handsome ones are already taken by the wealthy, only the ugly ones would be left for the lower tiers.
If the lower tiers don't like them, all you have to do is change their standard of beauty, shape their definition of what's pretty and what's not.
Miss Luojia poked An Su's lower back, she leaned forward and stepped in front of An Su.
"Brother Su, this is still one of the better ones." Arthur said with a subtly amused expression, "Actually, this newspaper... there's another unreleased underground version. There's also a ranking list in it.
An underground version of the newspaper that has sunk so low... is there still more?
Ansu cast a skeptical glance.
"Yes, called [Avad's Followers' Favorite Rankings]."
"That sounds the same as the one before, doesn't it?" Ansu questioned.
"The punctuation is different." Arthur said to Ansu, delighting in the disaster, "You have to read 'favorite' as one word."
Ansu's pupils shook violently.
He looked toward the underground newspaper, only to see in big letters 'Overnight, Milton was visited by twenty-one thousand six hundred people... acclaimed as the Most Favored by the Followers.'
In just ten minutes, they managed to come up with such filthy language.
He looked back at his surroundings and indeed saw many demon doujinshi women casting ardent glances at him, while they scribbled furiously with their pens, taking lowbrow to the extreme!
"Buy out the publisher of this paper immediately." Ansu had nothing to say to those who, taking advantage of the main party's absence, slander others to satisfy their own sleazy cravings. Luckily, he was wealthy, so he urgently needed to dispel these rumors, "Change the male lead to Kavensis."
An Su could finally see clearly now that within the first tier of the Witch Garden, all of them were Divine Men.
He looked towards the Second and Third Tiers, where they were all Quasi-Councilors or those with even greater powers; these big figures were the core ranks of Avad, and among these witches were Ansu's enemies.
Ansu had yet to spot Cersei's figure, perhaps this mad woman hadn't arrived yet; in fact, not a single person was to be seen, and he was the first one to have arrived from the Second Tier.
All were late.
He initially thought he was pushing it by arriving just in time, especially after having Arthur use Sun Temple magic to hurry to the venue.
But as it turned out, he was early.
However, Ansu still spotted a familiar face in the crowd. A genuine acquaintance, her skin tanned and muscular, her smile showing off her clean white teeth, dressed in an orange gown—the forever missed elder brother and boss, the respectful and adorable Mr. Demon.
For some reason, Mr. Demon had recently fallen into a debt crisis and seemed to be in a tight spot, about to bury himself on an unknown island for the amusement of Chaotic Nobles with special fetishes.
Mr. Demon also noticed Ansu's friendly gaze, her eyelid twitched uneasily, but slowly she calmed down. Just thinking about this little beast's downfall today within the Witch Garden gave her a feeling of vindictive pleasure.
After all, the strength of the candidates for this Second Tier had reached an unprecedented level in a century—they all mastered Chaos Law, establishing their own Chaos Law.
But Ansu had never created any Chaos Law, which was his undeniable biggest weakness, the major obstacle to becoming a Chaotic Councilor. Facing those big shots, even if Ansu was powerful, the slightest misstep or a wrong word could lead to catastrophic disaster.
Ansu had wiped out three regions, developed Ten Million Air Transports, and it was an unprecedented Seven Gods' Chosen, with a twenty-five percent national support rate throughout Avad.
With such terrifying achievements, his total support rate was only in the top five.
A twenty-five percent national support rate barely made it into the top five, which defies mathematical logic, but this is the Chaotic Church Nation after all.
Even the dead's support counts as support.
As if to prove Mr. Demon's thoughts, suddenly the world outside underwent a dramatic change, and the gate of the courtyard was slowly pushed open, an eerie and all-consuming power rolled in, all eyes violently shaken, the second candidate, with his law, appeared!
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Everyone's face changed dramatically; it was His Majesty, the heir to this family, a true descendant of a Chaos Hero Family!
"Since the establishment of the Era of Chaos, the five heroes who founded the Church Nation laid down the earliest Chaos Law, leaving their bloodline on the lands of Avad. Future generations referred to them as Ancient Chaotic Families, each with a unique talent in their blood."
"The Demon Clan, as you know, is also one of the Ancient Families. They have gradually weakened due to a decline in their population."
"But the family of His Majesty is at the peak of its influence amidst the chaos."
"And His Majesty here is the tenth-generation heir of his family, whose bloodline is the most powerful in tens of thousands of years!"
Mr. Demon sneered as he explained to An Su in a profound and enigmatic tone:
"As the heir, his bloodline naturally carries a domain that governs the core Chaos Law, judging all things, erasing all things, negating all things."
"Whether it be people or events, or even language, even a sentence, a word, or a character, none can escape censorship."
"It is said that the greatest master of this law, theoretically the strongest person, could judge even the Nether World in the stars and could ultimately end it!" fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com
Upon hearing such an imposing narrative, An Su furrowed his brows tightly.
Arthur, however, was dissatisfied. An Su, my brother, 21,600 times so splendid, who could surpass my Brother Su?
"What bullshit, posing for what."
He was about to spew some trash talk, to retort, but as soon as Arthur opened his mouth, the Quasi-Councilor His Majesty, who was stepping leisurely towards the center of the law on the stage, looked indifferently towards Arthur. The Chaos Law covered him.
Rules enveloped everything.
Arthur began chirping merrily for a bit, when suddenly his pupils violently trembled and shook.
His words turned into—
"[Dear Arthur Sunny, your comments have been hidden due to the risk associated with the content. You can modify your comments and apply for unseal or use manual channels for consultation. Remaining unseal chances: three]"
How could it be this censorship law!
Even An Su's complexion changed. He had just clearly felt the powerful domain of law set up the rules around them in an instant, without God or ghost noticing, and enveloped them with law.
His expression turned serious, but he cracked an excited smile. Something interesting has finally appeared.
Worthy of being a descendant of an Ancient Family, a candidate for Chaotic Councilor, his mastery of Chaos Law has reached such an extent. Arthur's language was censored because it violated the Witch's lawful regulations, including sensitive words!
If speech can be censored, then during magical incantations or prayers, any sensitive words involved could be censored, resulting in the failure of magic or rituals.
It's like carrying a 'silence spell domain' with you at all times.
Moreover, An Su could vaguely sense that the use of this Chaos censorship law was definitely not as simple as a silence spell. The object of its effect was not only language that violated sensitive words but also prohibited items, and perhaps even prohibited humans... Perhaps just as Mr. Demon said, if someone could truly develop this law to its theoretical extreme, they could achieve judgement of all things.
"Sir," An Su inquired of Mr. Demon, "what is his name?"
Mr. Demon took a deep breath.
"Second Tier on Fate's Staircase, candidate for Chaotic Councilor, with a thirty percent approval rating from Avad, ranked fourth."
"Heir of the tenth generation of his family. Crown Title of 'Ultimate Censor'."
"His name is—His Majesty Tang Jikete."
Mr. Demon glanced at An Su with a solemn expression, "And the Ancient Family he inherits, you have already heard of it, is indeed the home of the current Dragon Rider Team Leader of the First Air Transport Dragon Rider Group, the Tang Family's own Dragon Knight."
"Holy City, the Tang Family!"
An Su's pupils shook violently. No wonder he was theoretically capable of ending the Nether World!
