The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

One could only say that the Chaotic Ladder had murmured something about the latest trends in the Imperial City, but the extent of information was quite limited.

During the time he had been screaming, the Void Bats had already slaughtered the Cultists into a state of utter disarray, leaving severed limbs and a river of blood everywhere,

the life follower known as 'Blossoming Wealth' collapsed in the blood-drenched ground, his eyes suddenly narrowing as he thought of something. He had also read that report before coming here and quickly conveyed its content to the Chaotic Ladder, recounting the headline news to him,

"The newspaper clearly stated that the intelligence in that report was provided by An Su Moningsta!"

How could An Su have anticipated this?

But that was the only explanation left...

The Chaotic Ladder's gaze was full of incredulous horror; he had thought himself to be quite cunning, but he had not expected to find someone even more skillful in the realm of cunning, a higher level within the cunning.

An Su had made thorough preparations!

From the beginning, they had been playing right into An Su's hands!

An Su had lured them into the alley, pretending to be as he was, which was in reality a trap. He took pleasure in their struggle, much like a cat toying with a rat.

To kill would be to kill, but to torture like this?

An Su staged this whole scene, corrupting the ethos of the entire Imperial City, just to set himself up...

Was his character that foul?

Even more suitable for the Mysticism of Chaos than myself!

He looked at An Su with a complicated gaze, full of admiration, "An Su Moningsta... did you anticipate all of this? Did you advocate the release of the innocent in the newspaper, just to calculate against me?"

You motherfucker.

What does this have to do with me...

Why don't you make up something good for me, but all the bad stuff has to be wildly imagined onto me.

An Su's expression darkened; the Mysticism of Chaos was filled with clowns.

He felt that his intelligence was not high, but it was made to look normal only by being in contrast with these comedians—the styles of this Mixed Cult and the Mixed Orthodoxy were each more twisted than the last.

They should all be killed.

An Su was too lazy to waste words with these fools any longer; the duration of the two Void Bats had ended, slowly dissolving into the air.

An Su pulled out a stack of small knives from the inside of his sleeve and personally made his move against these Cultists who had lost their fighting strength and will, cutting tendons and shattering magic circuits, splattering blood in all directions, while groans and screams echoed up and down the dark alley.

He was expressionless as he dispatched several genius Cultists, then rummaged through the 'Task Master's' pack and, as expected, found a set of specialized ropes. He tied up each person and prepared to hand them over to the Magic Association.

After settling matters with the Magic Association and collecting the devotion points that could be exchanged for Holy Light magic, he intended to turn around and offer them to the Mother Goddess of Life.

An Su had just reached the Fourth Order and needed to filter out the old mid- and low-level magic to exchange for higher rank magic.

Now was the time when he was short on devotion points.

According to the strategies from his previous life, life priests reached a critical stage at the Fourth Order.

A Fourth-Order life priest's magic power was barely sufficient; with a total of thirty-five magic power points, a quantitative change had led to a qualitative change, and he could equip enough magic slots to attempt more interesting combinations of light and dark magic.

An Su assessed the magic he currently possessed, which could be divided into several major magic combinations,

First was the 'Budding Life' style, consisting of [All Things Grow], [Radiant Illumination Skill], and [God's Blessing], capable of summoning high-rank void creatures. The downside was the high magic power consumption and short duration, not suitable for drawn-out battles with the enemy.

Then there was the transformation magic combination centered on [Holy Light Transformation Skill], capable of transforming into a Radiant Giant or a Holy Light Giant, with a longer duration, but only capable of passive radiation, lacking active offensive means, and ineffective against enemies of higher spiritual rank.

There was also 'Nantong's Prohibition' style, which used [God's Kiss] and combined with [Order's Starlight]. However, this magic combination was already far behind in terms of Fourth Order strength and was discarded by An Su.

As for the sacred low-rank [Light of Judgment], An Su had not yet mastered it enough to use it as a combat spell.

In this real combat, An Su also summarized such drawbacks.

He pondered, seeing that his current magic combinations were inclined towards control, he now lacked proactively offensive magic.

To defeat the Imperial Princess, he needed to fill this gap for himself.

After organizing his thoughts, An Su's eyes brightened even more.

In his previous life's strategy, the Magic Association just happened to have a high-rank Holy Light magic he needed, which, combined with the Mother Goddess's magic, could form an extremely powerful magic combination.

Once he had made up his mind, An Su took out a stack of clean handkerchiefs from the lining of his shirt and, after wiping the blood off his hands, strung the cultists together with a rope and began dragging them towards the Magic Association.

A long trail of blood was dragged across the ground.

An Su intentionally chose main roads to walk on, even deliberately passing through the areas with more saints, but it was not out of a desire to show off,

Although he had snagged so many high-rank talents of the Esoteric Religion, An Su was not flaunting them for others to see; he was simply fulfilling his role as the most devout saint in the Radiant Holy See by properly promoting the glory of the Holy Light.

Once out of the alley and onto the main street, the citizens of Farol Upper City District, who had never seen such a scene, steered clear, muttering to themselves that they had seen a ghost today.

The boy's smile was chillingly cold, sending shivers down one's spine (thinking about the rewards made him happy inside), his pale blue eyes filled with complex emotions, as if pondering some terrifying plan (considering which street to the Magic Association had the most people), his gaze eventually firmed up, as if that desire was about to devour everything in the world (he would take Saint Peter Boulevard, passing through the exam candidates' resting dormitories, then turn a corner, and he would be at the Magic Association).

An Su had figured out the nearest route to the Magic Association.

So, he walked along with a swagger, and the citizens facing him all scattered,

Only after An Su had dragged the cultists far away did the dispersing citizens dare to whisper among themselves.

"Grey hair, pale blue eyes, no mistake, that person is the legendary An Su Moningsta!"

"Is that the demon from the frontier? I've heard he does all kinds of evil things."

"Right, the one who submits his exam early."

"That is truly evil!"

"Everyone, stay back...."

"Where are his two henchmen——?"

"But he's so handsome, I heard he lost his mother at a young age... there there, don't cry."

Many lovestruck girls' cheeks turned rosy as they sighed softly, mostly because they had indulged too much in tales of military tycoon's spoiling their wives, and imagined themselves as the light that could redeem such a darkly transformed young boy,

"Don't you think this darkly transformed young boy is so touching ahhh.... if he does some sacrifices in secret, it would be oh so handsome and moving"

"For you, I'd sacrifice the whole world, I'd truly die crying."

"Hurry up and write, I want to read it!"

No matter what the public opinion of An Su was, at least his name was very well-known; after all, he made the headlines every so often, thanks also to "The Forbidden Love Between the Child of the Curse and the Maid Miss" by Miss Enya.

After leaving the citizen's area and entering the church district, walking onto Saint Peter Boulevard, the citizens' murmuring disappeared.

Groups of two or three saints walked within the Church district.

A squad of Holy Knights was also walking on the street, looking quite exhausted from their long journey, each with armor stained with blood to some degree and mostly disheartened expressions.

With his head held high, An Su audaciously dragged that cortege of Esoteric talents right past the Holy Knights with their poor witch-hunting yield. Find your next adventure on My Virtual Library Empire

"Seven cultists, yes, all are Fourth Order, the highest being at the Fourth-Order Peak."

Feeling the astonished gazes of those adults, he cleared his throat softly, eager to address the questions of the Holy Knights.

Who asked you...

The Holy Knights turned grim-faced, suddenly feeling the world was full of malice.

This kid looked barely fifteen or sixteen years old, with only a saint's crest on his chest; how did he manage to capture so many cultists?

They compared with their own witch-hunting results for the day, the highest rank they caught was just late Third Order, and even that took days of covert operations to capture.

Maybe in the Radiant Holy See there was a beginner's protection period?

Or did he hit some kind of cultist jackpot?

A few Holy Knights felt that their two to three decades of witch-hunting careers were a waste.

Continuing on, An Su led the cultists towards the grand hall of the Magic Association, where many saints preparing for their exams looked to be in quite a good mood...