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

After all, it was designed by Morgan, and its difficulty ranked among the top in the seven rooms. Moreover, An Su, this lad, so far, hasn’t shown any special talent in alchemy.

Just thinking that An Su might be eliminated in the first round and ultimately become a plaything for that woman, Merlin was filled with regret and anger, his heart full of remorse. Had he known this would happen, he would never have done what he did, had he known—

When betting on An Su’s loss, he’d have bet more money.

"How about we, too, make a wager?" Bishop Morgan, seeing Merlin’s expression, said with amusement.

"What’s the stake, whoever loses becomes the son?" Merlin replied reflexively.

"...Are all you men this childish?" Bishop Morgan expressed speechlessness.

"Then what would you like to bet on?" Merlin asked. @@novelbin@@

"Let’s bet on your centuries of alchemical materials," Bishop Morgan suggested with a smile, "I just happen to need them for upgrading my Angel Summoning Array to the ultimate version."

"Are all you women so ruthless!" Merlin exclaimed, shocked.

"Anyway, let us wait and see."

Bishop Morgan rolled her eyes, clapped her hands lightly to indicate the exam was about to start, and a sacred, ancient voice echoed through the hall, spreading far and wide via the Magic Broadcast,

"The trial has officially begun; please hand over any magic wands or weapons to the Priest for safekeeping, and enter the first room."

As soon as Bishop Morgan finished speaking, before the saints could react, the world suddenly spun around them. The glass in each section of the dome overflowed with grand and vast sunlight, engulfing them in light, and the magic instruments trembled slightly.

An Su only felt a blinding white front of his eyes, and when he regained consciousness, he found himself above a vast starry sky, with resplendent streams of light slowly revolving in the celestial firmament.

In front of An Su stood a mechanical gate, with gears and mechanisms interlocked to form the door, and a cold, steely air hit him in the face, the Holy Seal of the Alchemical Church carved on the door.

The Artificial Nether World.

As soon as An Su set eyes on this door, he recognized what it was and could not help but admire the Alchemical Church’s grandeur.

They were supposed to undergo the examination in these rooms.

The true Nether World is a fragment of a parallel history, each piece representing a destructive event that once took place, while the artificial Nether is a fabricated virtual event resembling the Nether, created under the research and guidance of the Celestial Church through alchemy.

[Candidate detected: An Su Moningsta (16), Candidate No. 16, Examination Subject: Practical Application of the Seven Creeds]

[Companion pet: Luo Xiaohei, classified as a standard contracted pet, identity registered, and compliance fee paid...]

[Error, error, pets are not allowed to enter the examination room]

An icy voice reached An Su’s ears, and the Luo Xiaohei lying on his shoulder immediately became indignant. As the proud Chaotic Saintess, she could bear being treated as a pet, but not being allowed to take the exam?

An Su also frowned. After all, he had paid the fee; was it possible that the system had recognized the Elf’s real identity...or was there a deeper reason?

"Why can’t she enter?" An Su inquired.

[The examination room is a public area.]

The mechanical voice replied, ethereal and familiar, likely imitating the Celestial Messenger’s tone.

[In public places, pets must be leashed to avoid spreading the Rabies Virus.]

"...." An Su and Luo Xiaohei were both silent.

Your mother’s got rabies, your mother’s got rabies... Luo Xiaohei bared her teeth and clawed at the gates, hissing with her fur on end. If not for An Su’s hand restraining her, she might have torn down the gate.

"Don’t stoop to the level of a door."

After leashing the disheartened Luo Xiaohei, An Su was finally allowed through the room’s validation.

[Identity confirmed]

[Please enter the room]

An Su placed his hand on the metal handle, pushed open the door, and entered. First, it was pitch-black; then, the light gradually brightened, with shimmering candlelight flickering in the room.

The room resembled that of a medieval noble’s castle, with a crimson carpet spread on the floor and the swaying candlelight casting the shadows of columns into slender ghostly shapes. In the middle of the room, there was a thirty-foot luxurious mahogany table, painted red with fierce demon carvings, and a series of materials placed upon the table.

An Su had studied this art style and initially judged that this was likely a work from the latter part of the Third Era.

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"Judging from the style of that table, this simulated event must have taken place towards the end of the Era of Chaos, dating from thirty-one thousand to thirty-two thousand two hundred years ago."

An Su displayed his professional expertise as a top-rate appraiser. He carefully touched the table’s surface patterns, knocked on it, and furrowed his brows,

"The pattern on this red table is called ’Crimson demons sharing a feast’, and it’s the work of Master Yuda from the Kingdom of Chaos some thirty thousand years ago. Works by Master Yuda that have survived to the present are incredibly rare. These mahoganies were made by soaking driftwood in the blood of evil spirits, allowing it to remain uncorrupted for tens of thousands of years, and this technique also happened to be lost thirty thousand years ago."

"Furthermore, according to my analysis, this should be a Vampire’s room." An Su said professionally.

"Meow?"

The Elf turned her head, now looking at An Su with a newfound respect. She hadn’t expected An Su’s research on art to be so profound. Speaking with such fluency, he seemed like a top-level connoisseur. She meowed at An Su a few times, asking how he managed to achieve such expertise.