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Chapter 183 Liszt: You can use a honey trap to get close to them (two in one)

"You take away Anzu, Arthur and Liszt. Whoever succeeds will be the quasi-holy son of our three major sects!"

  Bishop Radha was very vocal and created huge waves among the esoteric geniuses.

Several geniuses discussed it one after another, and they all knew that this amazing plan was not simple.

 Even very dangerous.

On the surface, it looks like they are just trying to seize the bodies of three saints, but in practice it is as difficult as climbing to the sky. The prerequisite for successfully seizing the bodies is to sneak into the Holy See, and the Glorious Holy See has always been guarded by demigods. If the trap is missed, , they all have to explain on the spot.

What's more, it is said that Ansu Morningstad has a close relationship with Merlin, the Head of Glory, and is the royal barber of Merlin. If the plan is exposed to the God of Magic, the esoteric geniuses cannot imagine how terrifying it will be. s consequence.

The Dharma God Merlin's reputation in the Theocracy was so bad that it even stopped children from crying at night.

Having your head cut off by the light of judgment is the lightest fate. It is said that this Dharma God is also obsessed with playing with souls. He may even have his own soul crushed into a cake shape.

But fortunately, the Dharma God who guards the Kingdom of Heaven under his crown has absolutely no way of knowing their plans.

 Chaos cultists looked thoughtful.

 They think what Brother Staircase said makes sense.

They think what the son of Shengxian said is nonsense.

Arthur also saw that the faces of the pain believers around him were heavy. As the quasi-holy son of pain, Arthur should say a few words, so he also said loudly: "Everyone, don't be anxious."

In addition to Ansu and Chaos Elevator, the Ladder Sect also had a girl with long light green hair wrapped in a hood, who was called "Chaos Escalator". The three Chaos Ladders followed them to the projection of the Staircase Saint.

The esoteric geniuses secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the Dharma God could not see their plan.

 Cause the world, subvert the order, fool people's hearts, never fail in the chaotic career, perfect.

 Elf has already reached the level of a saint at a young age.

Seeing Ansu and the others walking over, Elf raised her cheeks and showed an interesting look in her eyes.

 The Life Cultists also looked thoughtful.

On the other side, Merlin in Heaven also breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, I can pretend not to see their plan.

Ansu saw the serious and heavy faces of the Chaos cultists. As the quasi-holy son of Chaos, it was of course necessary for him to understand the troubles of his loyal subordinates and boost everyone's morale, so he said seriously,

“It’s just Liszt and Arthur, what’s there to be afraid of?”

“Please listen to what I have to say, Arthur and Ansu are of low moral quality, but Lister Munn is the real aristocratic talent and the one worth worrying about most.”

"This secret matter must be carefully planned and prepared. Remember not to let others know how to implement it. The same group must keep each other secret. Now I leave time and space for each sect to discuss separately. The members of the Orangutan Order Come to me."

The Saint of the Stairs does not pay attention to even the words of a demigod.

Elf was sitting on a corner wall in Crow Lane, with her legs crossed and her slender white legs crossed, which showed that she was swaying boredly and tapping the dewdrops on the moss on the wall. She lowered her crimson eyes, her indifferent eyes showed her boredom, and her face said 'Why isn't this stupid meeting over yet?'

  Only the demigods of the Chaos Holy See knew about Elf's failure.

Seeing the commotion in the audience, Bishop Rada snorted coldly, and the whole place fell silent.

 Typical group discussion.

This is the real face Anzu saw when he saw Elf. Last time, the saint was wearing Alice's skin.

“According to legend, he is a born sun warrior, inheriting the blood of demigods. He acts upright and upright. Even my snake of pain marvels at his courage and courage! Except for this Arthur, the other two people don’t need to care.”

 The other genius named Chaos Escalator also looked nervous at this time.

After the morale-boosting efforts of Ansu and the other three, the believers of the three major sects reached a consensus, and after taking the intersection, they came to the conclusion that Liszt was the most useless, and the other two were geniuses.

“In my opinion, both Liszt and Ansu are nothing more than that, and only Arthur Sonny is worth being afraid of.”

Merlin doesn’t want to work overtime at all.

Snake of Pain even dares to go to the toilet without paper, but even Snake of Pain admires Arthur's courage so much. It seems that this Arthur Sonny cannot be underestimated, and the other two are useless.

 “Everyone, don’t be nervous.”

Ansu noticed that Brother Elevator had become nervous. This tough guy who wanted to surpass the Staircase Saint after drinking was sober. When he sobered up, he even spoke unnaturally to himself.

On the side of the Life Cultists, Liszt felt that he also needed to say something.

That Anzu is the only Cursed Child in the world, and must be delicious. Since Arthur has low moral quality, he must be very suitable to the mother goddess's taste. And that Liszt is the most useless, so don't worry about it.

 They think the Serpent of Pain has a point.

 Since the meeting, she has not listened carefully to Radha's speech.

 The Holy See and the Esoteric Buddhism have reached a rare agreement.

If the French God Merlin is the youngest demigod, then the Staircase Saint Elf is the youngest saint.

 A total of nine esoteric geniuses remained, three from each sect.

Brother Staircase is so talented that he can even light a candle to light a fire. Even Brother Staircase is so afraid of this Ansu Morningstar. It seems that this person is definitely the future star of the Holy See, the genius among geniuses, and in addition These two are useless.

 The Cultists of Pain also looked thoughtful.

"Only that Ansu Morningstar may be more powerful. He is handsome, talented, intelligent, simple and kind-hearted. Even I have to admire this amazing genius. How could there be such a strange man in the world! Other than that Other than that, this mission is no big deal.”

 “Did you just say that Ansu Morningstad was a genius?”

 It seems that in the eyes of the Chaos Cultists, Elf is a well-deserved holy saint.

 “I’m going to talk to the Staircase Saint soon.”

 When Ansu came closer, Alf said coldly.

 “Want to die?”

 The tone is cold.

 Wrapped with a strong sense of death.

This is to show authority to Ansu and the other three. The Staircase Saint is well versed in the art of controlling people. Chaos believers do not obey discipline and want to establish their authority from the very beginning.

Especially the chaotic staircase, Elf could tell at a glance that he was a thorn and had to be tortured upon meeting him.

 And as soon as I heard the name Ansu,

Elf was irritable in her heart, and she was even dissatisfied with the painful staircase.

Chaos Elevator suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, thinking that Brother Staircase had made a mistake and actually offended Staircase Saint.

The consequences of offending the Staircase Saint are similar to those of offending Merlin. The soul will be crushed into the shape of a cake.

 He felt it necessary to draw a clear line with this sworn brother. Ansu raised his head and looked up at the Staircase Saint with her legs crossed on the alley wall. She looked into her crimson eyes and said honestly,

“Ansu Morningstad came first in the written examination of the Glorious Holy See and scored 100 points. Moreover, he never shows off his achievements. He is indeed a genius.”

"Hmph." Elf snorted coldly, "I can get first place in the written examination of the Glorious Holy See."

"I don't believe it." Ansu said, "What is the incense used in the demon-killing ritual made of?"

 “Oil from a hundred years of fire burning wood.” The evil Staircase Saint snorted coldly and replied with a relaxed expression.

 “What are the four virtues of the Holy Light Knight?” Ansu continued.

 “Honesty, compassion, justice, and courage.” The Staircase Saint immediately answered.

 “How to hunt down a Chaos Witch!”

“First use the sacred forest wood to seal the witch’s soul to prevent it from escaping from the body, then use a hammer sprinkled with holy water to dig into her chest, and finally”

The Staircase Saint is very eloquent and very talented. She is going to get first place in the Saint Examination next year.

Even Merlin on the other end was impressed by the praise. He gave it a hundred points.

Ansu was even more impressed. He said sincerely, "Your Majesty, you have won. You are the true genius of the Holy Light. Ansu is far inferior to you."

After receiving the compliment, Elf hummed softly and blinked her petal eyes, thinking that she wanted to show off her power to this guy and could not lose her attitude, so she immediately turned cold and said, "But even so, what's so difficult about the mere Saint Examination? "

Chaos Elevator looked at the conversation between the two people and felt a little dizzy. He thought the style of the painting was strange.

She is worthy of being the Saint of Chaos. She has achieved great success in the way of chaos. She has solved the chaos for herself as soon as she came.

He didn't know that Elf was secretly studying the Holy Light title behind his back. He only thought that the Holy Maiden was a genius and had reached the level of knowing it from birth.

"boring."

Elf snorted coldly. When she heard Chaos Staircase say that Ansu was far inferior to her, her mood became much lighter. When she saw Chaos Staircase, she became fond of this guy.

"Let me test you. If you want to get close to Ansu, what should you do?"

Elf doesn’t think the Chaos Staircase will be successful.

Ansu is thoughtful and careful in his actions. Elf has been observing him for many days but has not been able to find any weaknesses in his character.

This person has stayed in the world of Naraku all year round. Based on the rank of the young man in front of him, lurking into the Holy See will only lead to death.

Although Elf looks down on Ansu, it must be admitted that Ansu was the only case where Elf made a mistake.

—Although there is also a reason why Elf underestimated the enemy, after all, he only came to the imperial capital last time as a projection, and his true body was still in the distant theocracy.

This time, she came here in person to wash away this unknown shame.

 “Knowledge!” Ansu gave his answer.

"If I want to get close to Anzu, I will go along with him." Anzu immediately replied, "Use knowledge as a gift to get closer to him and make him fall."

"I have been observing Ansu for a long time. He seems to be perfect, but in fact he has fatal flaws."

Ansu had a calm smile on his lips, "This person is actually extremely depraved deep down, and he is very eager to make progress."

“He has a fanatical interest in all kinds of forbidden magic. Only I know this secret. If you seduce him with forbidden knowledge and forbidden magic, he will inevitably sink into the abyss of taboos.”

"Let Ansu go deeper and deeper into temptation. When he can no longer look back, when his heart is the most evil and fragile, we will take action to seize him!"

 Chaotic Staircase was described in great detail, as if he was very familiar with Ansu.

Merlin copied all the chaotic magic of the previous generation. Now it’s Anzu’s turn to copy the new generation of chaotic magic!

Ansu looked at these esoteric cultists with friendly eyes. What kind of esoteric cult was this? It was just a universal wishing machine.

I see.

After hearing what Ansu said, Saint Ladder felt suddenly enlightened. She should have thought of this idea.

That Ansu used the forbidden hypnotic magic tool last time, which shows that he is not repelled by the knowledge of the forbidden, and even quite yearns for it.

 This is exactly what is said about stairs.

From this point of view, the method proposed by the stairs is feasible.

This young man is pretty good, he can both have fun and come up with plans.

The Staircase Saint jumped down from the wall, stepped on the wet soil with her bare feet, and her crimson skirt was also dragged in the dust. Although she was a projection, she was not stained with dirt, and she was still spotless. In front of Ansu and the other three, "That's it."

 “Just do it first.”

 She looked around at the three esoteric geniuses and said, "First give that Ansu some gifts to lure him into corruption. Remember, you must capture Ansu Morningstar before advancing to the big test, otherwise it will be considered a failure."

Elf was a little tired. She breathed lazily and waved to the three of them, "The meeting is dismissed."

“I’ll come back in three days to hear your report on the results.”

Her shadow slowly dissipated, and the hem of her skirt automatically turned into blood-red roses without any wind. Circle after circle of roses were flying in the air, one after another. When the flowers were gone, there was no Staircase Saint in Crow Alley. There was no trace of the woman, only her cold words echoed in the alley.

“If you fail, I will take action myself.”

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 “How can I get close to Arthur Sonny?”

On the other side, at the Holy See of Pain, when Bishop Rada asked how to seize the body of Sun Knight Arthur, Serpent of Pain Arthur also immediately gave his answer:

 “Money!”

Arthur replied proudly,

“Arthur Sonny is a glorious paladin. After years of research, pauper is also a rare branch of the Holy Light.”

"For some unknown reasons, his father cut off his living expenses for this year. If he is tempted with money, he will surely be corrupted and eventually take away from him."

 Because he defrauded his father of the bride price last time, the angry Grand Duke Annan cut off Arthur's living expenses.

 Now is the time when he is most in need of money.

Arthur looked at these pain cultists with friendly eyes. What kind of esoteric cults are these? They are simply the most versatile wishing machine.

The other side.

On the side of the Holy See of Life, Liszt also gave his answer.

 “Honey trap!”

He pushed up his glasses calmly, his elegant gaze swept across all the life believers, and his eyes paused for a while on a girl believer with a **** figure and a beautiful face.

He moved away again and glanced at several plump, **** and tall priests and sisters.

There is only kindness in his eyes.

 This is simply a universal wishing machine.

 “I think that a beauty trap can be used to make Liszt fall!”

 (End of this chapter)