The More They Object, the More It Means I Did the Right Thing Chapter 374: Anzu's top level killing

Chapter 374 Ansu’s Top-notch Massacre

"Don Quixote, you have found a way to die!"

The sunfire of Arthur's childhood is the perfect restraint of the law of [Chaos Review].

It can burn all equipment and armor.

Under Anzu's command, Arthur activated the flames under his crotch and engulfed Don Quixote directly.

So burning.

At this moment, in the center of the Witch's Courtyard, in front of tens of millions of chaotic citizens, the soaring sun's flames completely clung to the body of Don Quixote, and they couldn't help but sigh that it was too burning.

The noble heir to the sugar family, the promoter of the era of great censorship, and the self-proclaimed glorious saint, Don Quixote. At this time, he can no longer maintain the pure and pure demeanor of the past.

Don Quixote has always regarded himself as a radiant saint, and he has always dressed himself up as a saint, whether it is the coat of arms of the radiant goddess, a shawl blessed by the holy light, or a sacred skeleton ceremonial engraved with sacred runes. They all make him like the chosen holy son in mythology.

Eternally holy, forever standing under the sunshine of justice.

The people of Awadh, who are filthy and filthy, seem to have never been in the same boat. They are always pure and pure, independent from the world, and untainted from the mud.

Especially after he was elected as a prospective member, all traces of filth and filth in the past disappeared.

And this chaos that is upside-down, complete, and even deceiving oneself is the fairy that the chaotic citizens are obsessed with and fanatical about! The greatest confusion in the world is to deceive oneself!

But now, Don Quixote's pure dignity has disappeared, and he can no longer stand in the sun.

Because his clothes were burned to ashes!

He had never been so out of control, and the always elegant and confident smile at the corner of his mouth disappeared. His gorgeous tuxedo was burned through, the extravagant robe was stripped off, and the clothes and leather gown were turned into ashes, finally revealing the clothes wrapped inside. Ugly skin.

When the vain clothes were burned through, he also became a part of the dirty world.

【Confusion Review】

[In line with the principle of respecting women, all creatures covered by the law will be examined and judged. Except for hands and feet, the exposed parts below the neck cannot be described]

"You're the one who **** me!"

Don Quixote's face was ferocious. He had never seen such low flames before, attacking his clothes directly!

"This is a national broadcast!"

And the scariest thing is that it is still being broadcast live.

The cold wind blew against his naked skin, and he felt a chill on his crotch. It was so empty that he felt no sense of security. It was as if he was in a dark and dead universe, with hundreds of magic screens pointing at him. The witch's tea party was It is not just the citizens of the Holy City of Awad who are broadcasting live to the whole country. As the largest country in Naraku at present, the Chaos Theocracy includes hundreds of races, and the eyes of tens of billions of citizens have fallen on Don Quixote's bare skin drum. !

An unimaginable sense of shame came over me overwhelmingly.

Now naked is Don Quixote, and according to the rules of the law, his body is about to be erased by chaotic censorship.

Damn Jianmin, **** Ansu, **** little days.

He no longer cared about sensitive words, and locked Ansu's non-existent xylophone in his heart. He wished he could use his great resurrection technique to resurrect Ansu's xylophone, and then sacrifice it hundreds of thousands of times.

"Is Jianmin dead?"

Don Quixote stared at Anzu and Arthur. He no longer had the grace of the past and stopped acting completely. The corners of his mouth cracked back crazily and he said coldly, "I thought this would kill me with my law." ”

"Sabi."

"If you can push me to this point, you can count on your success."

Countless sensitive words blurted out from Don Quixote and were outputted frantically towards Ansu. He raised his left hand high, and the last circuit of the chaotic review law suddenly descended into this world!

"Watch it!"

"Censorship of Chaos, the Third Law."

The vast and sacred law descended from the sky, and the law passed down from generation to generation by the Tang family finally revealed its final authority at this moment. This is the greatest rule of the Tang family's law, and it is also the reason why this law can be transformed from ordinary laws. Standing out from the crowd and inheriting the ultimate secret that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, all the citizens sank under the vast and endless authority. Their eyes widened, their eyes trembled, and they exclaimed, "This is so!"

For tens of thousands of years, no chaotic nation has ever seen the third law of chaotic review, and now this most mysterious and profound law has finally surfaced under the pressure of Anzu and Arthur, appearing in In front of everyone, that is—

【Confusion Review】

The third law

[The above two laws are not effective for people of the Tang family bloodline]

[Remarks: Only people from the Tang family can do this and speak Tibetan]

The ultimate law hidden in chaotic censorship—double standards!

Everything is inferior, only double standard.

This is the core technology of the Tang family that stands at the top of the Chaos Theocracy!

According to common sense, laws are rules that apply to an area and will be effective for all creatures in the area covered by the law. Even a sacred law with three rules should abide by this law.

But the third legal rule of the [Chaos Review] law, which is inherited from the Tang family of the chaotic family, is to exempt the blood of the Tang family from the first two laws!

This is the most terrifying thing about chaotic censorship.

Because double-standard laws are the most confusing laws in the world.

Don Quixote does not just want to create a glorious country where there is no more filth, no more vulgarity, and where civilization and new trends are established. Rather, he wants to create a glorious country where only their sweethearts can be dirty, play vulgar, and speak Tibetan language unscrupulously. And this is the long-term plan passed down by the Tang family!

This is Don Quixote's true dream of becoming a member of Parliament. With the power of the Chaos Parliament, and allowing Chaotic Censorship Laws to spread throughout every corner of Awad, he will create an absolutely perfect utopia!

When the double-standard law of the Tang family showed its ferocious face, all the chaotic citizens were shocked. Especially the fanatical fans who were completely immersed in the dream of Don Quixote and believed in that glorious future. They all showed expressions of disbelief.

They never expected that this was the true face of their idol.

This is too naive.

"You low-class and idiotic athletes, please shut up and listen to me."

Don Quixote's mouth cracked into a crazy smile, and his eyes trembled crazily. Now that the Third Law had been exposed, he no longer suppressed his nature.

In the area covered by the law, only he can speak Tibetan, and only he can wantonly insult the dignity of healthy people. This world is inherently equal, but some people are more equal.

"The sensitive vocabulary of chaotic censorship will only exempt me!"

The 'Witch's Tea Party' before the chaotic election was essentially the presidential debate in the previous life, where the candidates debated in front of a national live broadcast and won the support of the people. Since it is a debate, whoever's words are more intense, more inspiring, and more offensive will receive more applause.

Don Quixote was frantically uttering obscene words that he could not say in the past, and Ansu, with the limitations of his sensitive vocabulary, was like a vicious dog without claws or an eagle without wings, determined to be unable to defeat himself.

Of course, Ansu's approval rate dropped again, while Don Quixote absorbed Anzu's votes and continued to increase.

[Ansu Morningstad’s approval rating dropped by one percentage point]

"Brother Ansu, what should we do now?" Liszt pushed up his glasses and said with a fearful expression, "We can't hide our words anymore. I'm afraid we are no match for Don Quixote."

"Do you need to speak Tibetan words when you curse?" But Ansu didn't have any panic look on his face. On the contrary, he tilted his head and asked doubtfully, "What age are you in?"

Just a sensitive vocabulary database

Looking at the eloquent Don Quixote, the smile on Ansu's lips became calmer.

The skills I have developed on the Chinese Internet cannot be limited by a mere sensitive vocabulary!

Avoiding sensitive vocabulary has long been an instinct engraved in Ansu's soul! As soon as Miss Luojia saw Ansu's familiar smile, the experience of dying as a restoration warlock on the border of chaos began to hit her mind. The little saint swallowed nervously, and she knew that a **** storm was coming.

Facing all kinds of Tibetan insults, Ansu didn't get angry.

On the contrary, he always maintained that sunny smile, and there was only calmness in his navy blue eyes. The young man coughed slightly, raised his hands slightly, and put his fingertips together like a conductor. He was dressed in a full dress, As if he was about to attend the greatest dinner party, he said softly:

"baby."

"The way you curse,"

"It seems like she's acting coquettishly."

"You know what, baby?"

Just a fleeting word completely stunned the red-faced Don Quixote, who was in charge of output. The entire courtyard even fell into an awkward silence for a brief moment. All the chaotic citizens were shocked by Ansu's 'treasure' move. Even the Chaotic Councilor who was watching this scene, the champion of the last Chaos election, was fooled by Ansu's attack.

As senior members of parliament, they have experienced countless chaotic and scolding battles, so they are naturally well-informed, but they have never seen Ansu play this way.

There is no doubt that this is a new idea that creates an era!

[Ansu Morningstad’s approval rating increased by one percentage point]

Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!

Everyone was surprised by Ansu's magic touch. Only Miss Luojia glanced at Ansu and pinched the latter's waist dissatisfied. She was a little dissatisfied, after all, she had never called herself that.

Just use it as a power bank and hand warmer.

Tang Jiekede was immediately embarrassed by Ansu's precious words. The long speech he had worked hard to conceive for a long time turned into a gentle coquettishness in Ansu's mouth.

At this moment, he felt extremely embarrassed. The words he swallowed in his throat were like thick phlegm, and he couldn't cough them out or swallow them into his stomach. He was completely anxious and his defenses were completely broken.

And the most frightening thing is that although it has caused such great mental insult, it does not violate sensitive words at all.

"Who is he? He is your baby."

Don Quixote quickly calmed down and secretly said that Ansu was just provoking. In any case, under the restrictions of Mingang's vocabulary, Ansu was silenced and unable to perform, which was equivalent to being deprived of his mouth.

Although I can't find it

In any case, Ansu can't speak Tibetan, so he has the advantage!

Keep outputting!

Watching Don Quixote continue to launch a bombardment of output, Ansu's rising support rate began to decline again. Arthur and Lis both showed worried looks, but Ansu still did not panic.

His smile grew calmer.

There is a second loophole in the law of confusion and censorship.

It seemed like a ban, but in fact, it was just a ban on Ansu's microphone.

"Boss Ansu, what are you waiting for?" Arthur asked nervously.

"I'm waiting for the keyboard." The boy's navy blue eyes were filled with sparkle, and he said loudly, "And they are already here!"

As soon as the young man finished speaking, there was a buzzing sound like a tsunami in his ears. The sky in the entire Chaotic Courtyard instantly turned dark, and the whole area was suppressed. All the chaotic citizens tightened their eyes. Because they saw hundreds of millions of fallen angels forming thousands of rows of formations, climbing towards the sky above Awad!

Those thousands of queues, hundreds of millions of fallen angels, under the guidance of Saint Anzu's peak soul, each fallen angel was combined together in an unimaginable and uniform manner. The hundreds of millions of fallen angels were combined into Dozens of letters and characters, each letter is imprinted on the sky above Awad, and the citizens of the entire square can see it!

Could it be that he wanted it? Could it be that he wanted it?

Everyone guessed what Ansu was going to do, and saw those huge letters quickly combine and arrange themselves into the word "mosquito".

Mosquito characters are words!

Only words are prohibited by chaotic censorship, but not words.

- "Don't worry."

In less than half a second, Ansu wrote something in the air above Awad, which could be seen by the entire citizens of Awad!

"Who are you, your baby!" Tang Jiekede's defense was completely broken. He felt his anger rising up, but before he could finish his sentence, another row of mosquito characters appeared in the sky.

- "Yes, your real treasure is still waiting for you to come home and be resurrected."

Four breaks in one second.

Tang Jiekede's eyes were completely confused.

What kind of hand speed is this, what kind of quick thinking is this,

Only now did he finally understand what kind of monster he was fighting. He had never seen someone typing faster than he could speak in the sky. In just a few frightening microseconds, the mosquito characters on the sky began to update several rows again. The sky had been refreshed by Ansu. Yes, that is real art.

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First, a dozen question marks floated by like a storm, just like the raindrops in late autumn were bent by the sunset. The whole sky was the stage of Ansu's art. His waving little hand was the baton of the wind and rain, and long and short sentences were interlaced. , short sentences are like snowflakes The coldness is falling down, and the long sentences are like thunder across the sky. Sometimes the showers are rapid, and sometimes the breeze is gentle. The various symbols are all kinds of weather, and all the mosquito characters are stacked. The most gorgeous dusk of the prosperous age appeared!

This is a monster, everyone knows it, this is a monster.

Because only a monster can do that.

There are hundreds of millions of fallen angels hovering in the sky, that is, hundreds of millions of souls. They can mobilize and control such a number of lives at the same time, and form sentences in such a short time, even faster than human speech. Be quick!

This is a miracle that even ordinary demigods cannot do!

Anzu's soul strength has reached a level that can be called a monster!

This degree of abnormality is even more terrifying than the three laws of chaotic censorship.

In just a few moments, Ansu's approval rate began to skyrocket, while Tang Jiekede's approval rate began to plummet!

[Ansu Morningstar’s support rate is 20%, 21% and 30%! 】

Ansu waved the baton in his hand, and the fallen angels sang the most beautiful music. In the end, all the fallen angels gathered together with their souls to form the final words.

— "Dear little Don Quixote, you are so small there."

"So cute."

All the chaotic citizens turned their heads and focused their gaze on Don Quixote—the latter's clothes had been burned through by the sun's fire, so his cuteness was also exposed.

indeed.

Everyone murmured.

This is the final blow! A blow that comes from the soul and penetrates the body!

Tang Jiekede fell to his knees, weeping in pain, unable to get up again.

[Ansu Morningstar’s candidate ranking rises]

[Fifth place rises—]

[Fourth in the pick! 】

(End of chapter)