The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing-Chapter 480 - 280: [The Delicious Child Who Teases the Mother Goddess of Life]_2

Could it be predicted that if my Rank continued to rise, becoming a true Saint, even a Demigod... or even something greater, the Revelation Dream would undergo new changes, and my position in the dream would move even closer to the center of the banquet...

Of course, this is just a guess.

To verify An Su's conjecture, he would have to wait until he officially became a Saint—after this event, the youth had a premonition that the Rank of a Saint was now within arm's reach.

The more he thought about it, the more An Su's head ached; it seemed the after-effects of dying twenty thousand times had not yet healed. He sighed lightly. None of these dreams and prophecies had ever appeared in the original work, and he couldn't trace any clues there.

Speaking of which, the fragmented storytelling of the original work—euphemistically called "fragmented storytelling"—was full of pitfalls, hiding decades of backstory in item descriptions, along with numerous cryptic lines of dialogue. The follow-up expansions were also indefinitely delayed. It was impossible to unearth the truth, leaving people to guess on their own.

An Su temporarily gave up thinking. Based on the current clues, this was as far as he could guess... In his previous life, he was a player who sped through the Evil Path, not an archeologist devoted to plot research.

However, one detail still troubled An Su.

When a star struck the present world, it was sliced into fragments that then floated in the starry sky—observing this revelation made An Su inexplicably shudder.

World fragments suspended in the starry sky...

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Wasn't that the Nether World?

Alchemists and the Celestial Church, imitating the design of the gods, created an unstable Artificial Nether World. How then did the gods create the Nether and how was the original Nether World born... He stopped pursuing these thoughts further; it was a topic that seemed unthinkable.

It's best not to dwell on these matters. Living well now is more important than anything else.

After sleeping for so long, An Su stretched lazily. He tilted his head, looking around—at his surroundings shone the gentle and peaceful starlight. A tranquil rotating galaxy map hung in the sky, and he walked in an immense world of deep blue.

An Su was very familiar with this space, having been here many times. It was the Celestial Space of the Celestial Messenger.

Though set among the stars, it protected saints and Esoteric Sect Followers from the dangerous starry sky. It was a transfer station that connected the present world with the Nether, or in simple terms, it was the space where the final tally took place.

An Su didn't expect that taking a test in the Artificial Astro-World would bring him to the Celestial Space...

Walking toward the distant reaches of the Celestial Space, Luo Xiaohei also jumped onto An Su's shoulder. They had not walked long when, at the farthest edge of their sight, they saw the Celestial Messenger standing with a gloomy face, as if he had seen something distasteful that day.

"Hello, uncle," greeted An Su politely to the Celestial Messenger, flashing a perfect smile, brimming with enthusiasm, "It's been a long time since we last met."

"Stay the fuck away from me."

The Celestial Messenger, representing absolute neutrality, stepped back several paces continuously as if seeing An Su was like encountering a plague.

"How did I end up here?" An Su inquired patiently.

"You still have the nerve to talk! Do you think I wanted this?"

The Celestial Messenger's expression was as if asking whether he was dead yet, "You killed my replica and subordinate; now I have to personally do your final tally..."

Having served his term among the stars for many years, witnessing countless changes of eras, and having seen both the treachery of the Esoteric Sect and the hypocrisy of the Orthodox Church, it was the first time he encountered someone like An Su. It would have been one thing if, as a saint, he did not fix the errors of the Artificial World, but he actually consumed the error, turned into a new Error Factor, and used the error to hack the whole Star System!

The Celestial Messenger, an artificial creation of the Celestial Church, was directly crashed by the error!

He really had the guts!

Without even being a Demigod yet, daring to kill his own simulated personality, wouldn't this youngster truly sacrifice Them once he became a Demigod?

Just like Merlin, who also guarded Heaven's Gate, the Celestial Messenger who watched over the Celestial Space, began to ponder when it might be appropriate to retire—by all that is sacred, before An Su came along, he truly was a security guard who loved his job.

Without manners... An Su sighed lightly, as if remembering something, he asked, "What about Cersei?"

"She woke up before you and has already left," replied the Celestial Messenger, who sighed deeply, envious of these young people, always teaming up with a different girl each time.

"By the way, she left a message for you..."

The Celestial Messenger looked at An Su with a strange expression, thought for a while, and then slowly said,

"She said, 'Although I have forgotten many things, I understand that the person I must seek in my life is you.'"

Imitating Cersei's tone, the Celestial Messenger had a bitter look. Damn An Su.

"'Mr. Chenxing, please become a saint.'

'I look forward to that day's arrival, and I look forward to meeting you in the real world even more.'"

An Su showed not a hint of joy. His face darkened just like the Celestial Messenger's, knowing all too well the real meaning behind Cersei's seemingly beautiful words. The original work's Queen Cersei spent her life pursuing the ultimate evil because dying at the hands of the purest of evil, or killing the purest of evil, would prove her absolute justice.