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

Black Death, is it the disease of Dark Elves' death rays?

The Disaster Believers were all bewildered, how was this different from what the records described?

"Heh," Smiling Lady scoffed, watching the young boy before her, "All bark and no bite."

Before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly perceived something unusual.

It was a slight vibration, initially so faint as to be almost imperceptible, but slowly as time passed, the unsettling rumbling grew louder, and the dust on the floors began to rise and fall, with more and more people becoming aware of these bizarre trembles. They didn't know what was happening, and looking around, they couldn't find the source of the sound.

Everyone had a premonition that something was about to happen.

They all turned their gaze toward An Su.

"Two days ago, with the help of the Deep Sea Demon Clan, I cultivated a group of envoys in the Chaotic outer city."

"They have been lurking in the shadows of Chaotic City, multiplying, becoming the new immigrants of the city while the original residents have already been slaughtered."

An Su stood in the last seat of the Judgement Court, smiling, with dark blue flames flickering unsteadily, casting his profile in alternating light and shadow. Facing the suspicious looks from the judges, the boy slowly raised his hand—

"Chaotic Fallen Angels."

"I dedicate this gift to the great Disaster Mother Goddess."

Upon hearing this name, Luo Xiaohei instantly recalled painful memories, meowing in fear, curling up on the ground, its small tail wrapped around its body. Mr. Demon, seeing the pariah of the Church Nation scared like this, felt a chill in his heart.

The watching Chaotic Citizens also frowned, feeling a strong malicious presence assaulting them when they heard the name...

"Nonsense!" the Vampire Nobility from the spectators' bench rebuked, "In less than two days, what kind of Catastrophe could you have cultivated? You should know that Smiling Lady's Star Ice has been around for fifty years!"

Smiling Lady had been striving in the field of Disasters for decades; how could An Su, in just a few days, defeat Smiling Lady?

But in the next second, they were rendered speechless.

Because with An Su's command, the trembling sound instantly peaked. The entire Judgement Court shook, and at the far end of the city's boundary, clusters of dark clouds gathered, piling up and rolling in, covering the area of the Judgement Court in the Holy City.

The Chaotic Citizens also noticed this anomaly, turning their gaze toward the sky outside the city, watching the leaden skies filled with confusion.

Smoke-like and foggy, blotting out the sun.

"Why has it gotten dark?"

"It's going to rain!"

"No, this is not rain, move back, move back!"

What fell were not raindrops, but angels.

Disaster Apostles, Fallen Angels.

Black Death, was the Judgement sent by God!

"Is this..." All the Disaster Apostles in the Judgement Court widened their eyes; they could not believe it as they stepped outside the court, watching those beings falling from the sky, dancing towards the rising sun, blotting out the sun, their admiration reaching an indescribable level.

Ah,

Such dreamy basking, such pheasant-like flight, such sun-shielding greenery, such dusk-like evening.

In this world, no perfect creatures existed until the coming of the Fallen Angels; the Catastrophe Believers then realized—while there were no perfect creatures, there were perfect treasures.

Just one look at the Fallen Angel was enough to make the Disaster Believers fall in love with it.

"Chaotic Fallen Angels..."

"This child's future seems bleak."

In the spectators' bench, eyes flickered faintly, those eyes belonging to the demigods of the Chaotic Council. The Judgement assembly for Pre-selected Councilors often attracted the gaze of demigods stepping down to watch—for they were also in need of amusement.

Today, the fifth seat of the Council, the Disaster Bishop, expressed an interested look towards An Su's Fallen Angel.

The structural makeup of the Fallen Angel's body, its Magic Circuit, and the meaning of its very essence, everything was so exquisitely awe-inspiring. If God shaped humans from clay when creating all beings, then he must have used filthy mud for mosquitoes.

They had never seen such a dark creature, born to disgust!

For the Disaster Believers, in order to spread their developed Catastrophes, the [Disaster Apostles] as media were essential, they tried everything from rats to bats to evil hounds, but had never found the perfect [Disaster Apostle].

Today, they finally saw the most perfect treasure.

This was destined to be a day recorded in history; as the Judgement's Fallen Angel fluttered its wings, all the pariahs of Avad called out its name in unison—the dead mosquito.

Was this noble creature created by An Su...

The judges all watched the young man at the end of the row, seeing An Su still standing quietly at the end, his expression calm and tranquil, his gray-white hair fluttering in the cold wind, the Fallen Angel obscuring the sky behind him, the dark clouds stacking on the young man's body, like the youth's wings, blotting out all the light.

[Ansu Milton's support rate 13%, 14%...]

[Smiling Lady's support rate 30%, 29%...]

After the arrival of the Fallen Angels, An Su's support rate instantly rose in the hearts of the people, while Smiling Lady's support rate began to slip.