The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing-Chapter 461 - 274: The Saintess Belonging to Chenxing

An Su watched the Dawn Saintess, still bathing in the sea of Holy Light. Her delicate profile was tinged with the glow of dusk, her long and thick eyelashes trembling slightly, just like the brittle branches of a plane tree swaying in late autumn—each tremor signified vitality and life.

Follow current novℯls on ƒгeewёbnovel.com.

An Su could feel that he had faintly connected to the presence of the Azure Sorceress through the River of Life, yet this emotional anchor was still not strong enough to resurrect her,

Despite that, Miss Bones did not awaken from the Holy Body of the Dawn Saintess.

Later on, even her eyebrows ceased to twitch.

Miss Bones remained bound by the River of Life, wandering within the endless whirlpool of lives.

"Meow."

Luo Xiaohei sprang to the cheek of the Dawn Saintess, lightly touching the latter's cheek with her paw. She turned her head to look at An Su, pointed at him with her tail, and was about to burst into triumphant laughter.

It seems this embarrassment isn't intense enough... I told you to give me another hundred draws!

She was rare to see it lose face, but before she could meow out loud, she heard a thunderclap clear the sky, fracturing the heavens for several kilometers.

Pieces of leaden night sky fell like shards, crashing into this world riddled with wounds, smashing right at the center of the Dawn Cathedral. The dark of night spilled from the debris, leaving the already ruined Dawn Cathedral completely engulfed in darkness, void of any light.

[Error Degree of the World, 98 percent]

With the error reaching this level, even the most basic rules of the Cathedral World would collapse.

Unless the greatest error factor is completely killed, the degree of collapse will continue to rise.

Luo Xiaohei turned back and looked at the Holy Stone Statue of the Radiant Goddess, only to see tiny cracks opening on the cheek of the statue. Layers of marble flaked off, and the "Holy Light" that was once supplied endlessly had now vanished.

The Dawn Cathedral was destroyed, and this radiant statue was the last cornerstone of this world.

In the shattered sky, the Azure Sorceress stood smiling among the stars, raising her forefinger toward the Goddess statue, her Magic Eyes gathering a splendid brilliance—

What is the Azure Sorceress doing, she's stealing the tower!

The spring has been smashed!

Luo Xiaohei meowed audibly, her gaze turning to An Su. They've stolen it right into their own home, and you're still here trying to resurrect?

The Azure Sorceress tore through the fragile skies of Nether once more, chunks of the firmament plummeting down, aiming at everyone; the Living Spirit Technique pierced the earth, countless dead Undead were given life, chanting the Azure name as they crawled out from the abyss, prostrating to their sovereign.

Those azure pupils reflected the entire world, whether it was Cersei, Luo Xiaohei, or even the Dawn Saintess's tremoring eyelashes, every heartbeat, every breath, fell into the eyes of the Witch.

And An Su's actions... attempting to stuff her soul into a body of Holy Light, only to end up as a futile effort.

Such a darling child.

She had had enough of this laughable humiliation.

It was over... With a cold smile playing on her lips, the Azure Sorceress would completely destroy the Divine Gift of the Goddess, turning the Cathedral World into a masterless Border World, and the saint's soul would truly die in this world.

Then, Azure would completely devour Chenxing, grinding into pieces every fragment of his flesh, swallowing fingers and toes down her throat...

She seemed to already smell the aroma of the boy's soul, unable to suppress her innate 'appetite.' This feeling was so fierce that devouring his body and soul would make even her, a shadow from history, become reality from this meal alone.

[Error Degree of the World, 98.5 percent]

Cersei also felt the Divine Blessing of Radiance rapidly fading away; frowning slightly, a strong discomfort coursed through her body, a huge gash torn by Stitched Life in her abdomen, bleeding profusely;

Without the Blessing, these wounds no longer healed easily, her Magic Power was nearly spent, and she felt drained in both spirit and soul.

This was the first time Princess had been wounded to such an extent, and the first time she had experienced such pain, which she found quite delightful.

However, if the Cathedral World completely spiraled out of control into a Border World, she would genuinely die.

In the Cathedral World under the True God, if the body died but the soul remained, it would be resurrected by the Goddess's Blessing, ultimately only losing memory; in the masterless Border World, physical death meant true death.

An Su... Cersei turned to look at the boy standing in front of the statue. She realized what An Su was trying to do,

First, use Summoning Magic to call out the Undead of Azure, then beat up the Undead to leave her with a psychological shadow, and then disrupt the Summoning Magic. Using this psychological shadow as an anchor to find Azure, he cleverly sidestepped the restrictions and used Resurrection Technique to temporarily bring the Azure Sorceress back to the body of the Dawn Saintess.

Summoning and Resurrection Technique can still be used like this.... Even Cersei had never seen such an imaginative magic combination before.

But is this it?

If that's all he's come up with, then it's just wishful thinking, a plan merely relying on luck. If that's the case, then the boy is just that, and Cersei is disappointed in him.

This level of emotional anchor could at most make contact with the Witch but certainly not resurrect her.