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

[Fate's Staircase]

[First, An Su Moningsta, exhaust all your strength, turn anything into your staircase, and keep climbing towards the peak of power until the end of the stars.]

[Second, you are to cause an absolute subversion of great impact in the world's subsequent process.]

[Current Identity: Chaotic Pre-selection Councilor]

[Current Approval Rating: 60% in the Judgement Court district, 6% in the overall Avad district.]

An Su had never been so close to the path of "chaos"—this was only possible in Avadri, only in this Chaotic Holy City, only at the peak and climax of the Era of Chaos, only at the Seven Gods Ceremony of the Judgement Court, could he listen so clearly to the footsteps of chaos approaching.

Indeed, this is the home field of Mother Goddess of Chaos, the Chaotic Holy City.

Such an occurrence could not possibly be replicated in Farol three thousand years later.

"Gentlemen."

As he stepped into the candlelight of chaos and staircases, his serene spiritual world seemed ignited, as if a thunderbolt had struck the surface of a lake, surging waves emerged, endless layers of tidal surges swept in, stirring up rings upon rings of chaotic whirlpools,

Thus the youth stood amidst the whirls of chaos, calmly lifting his gaze, sweeping it over all the nobles, politicians, and businessmen in the spectator's seats, finally landing on the masses stretching for dozens of miles. He raised his hand as if to issue a command to Avad—

"This trial was initiated by you, so only I have the authority to declare its end."

"You have crowned me with the sin of 'Blessed Son',"

"But my body will not succumb to your accusations, for the source of the River of Life, my soul has already passed the judgment of the Gods!"

Inverting class, throwing order into disarray, exchanging identities, turning the noble into the lowly, making the defendant become the judgment itself! This is what he did in Farol, this he would do in Avad as well!

This was An Su's entire understanding of "chaos," chaos is not the abyss; chaos is the staircase to all ascendancy!

"Now, prisoners of the Judgement Court, it's your turn to be judged."

"This is not the judgment of the Seven Gods upon me, but my judgment upon Avad!"

[You have pleased the Mother Goddess of Chaos!]

Fire and flame descended from the heavens, the gray candle symbolizing "chaos and staircases" began to roll out frost-like flames, the sky was already cleansed to ash-white by fire, neither night nor day, it was the boundary between night and day, and now the gray-white fire of chaos and confusion was also ignited!

As if by a miracle.

What Mr. Demon feared most was, perhaps due to being on the home field, this current fire of chaos was no less potent than the nuclear-like Fire of Life, signifying that the attention bestowed by the Mother Goddess of Chaos was not a whit inferior to the Mother Goddess of Life. An Su was the original Child of the Curse, Life savored him the most, hence Mr. Demon could understand the vastness of the Fire of Life, but chaos?

After some thought, he faintly understood the principle.

As everyone knows, the highest existence in this world is that of Gods, the toughest creatures are females, and the most entertaining pastime is hair pulling.

Although reasoning in such a way was somewhat blasphemous and disrespectful,

If several Mother Goddesses were to pull each other's hair, that would indeed be the highest, toughest and most spectacular!

Such a peerless spectacle, rare for a thousand years, was something the lover of chaos would not miss, hence She dropped her full gaze down, and the distant advent of chaos drove an already chaotic situation towards the most uncontrollable point!

Having just eaten a little boy, now came a big fat man.

But it was fortunate that the latter was a mute.

Mr. Demon watched An Su with a pallid face. He remembered the promise he'd made—'all damages from this trial will be paid by me, the Demon Young Master.' The outcome directly burning the Judgement Court to the ground, even selling his entire family fortune wouldn't cover it.

The only thing that let Mr. Demon breathe a sigh of relief was that although chaos had cast down its full gaze, it did not partake in this struggle. The gray-white flame quietly burned on one side of the Judgement Court, striking a clear distinction with the grandest crimson sea of fire.

The crimson flame did not collide with the gray-white flame, after all, the latter was only here to watch.

Chaos and Life, distinctly separate, not provoking each other, formed a bizarre yet lasting dynamic equilibrium.

[An Su Moningsta, approval rating, 70%]

But just when Mr. Demon's heart had finally relaxed, it completely died the next second due to An Su's action. He thought he had rated An Su's madness and level of offensiveness highly enough, but he didn't expect that the man had yet another ace up his sleeve.

"You have no right to judge us!"

"You spawn of bastards, get off the platform!"

"You lack the qualifications to do this! You don't belong to chaos!"

"This is the Chaotic Church Nation, get out Child of the Curse of Life Esoteric Church!" shrieked the Smiling Lady and her faction, not yet consumed by the flames.

And Mr. Demon, disbelievingly widened his eyes, incredulously staring at the youth upon the altar—

Only to see him still with a calm yet mad smile at the corner of his mouth, a dagger in his wrist subtly turning, but this time it was not merely making a cut in his palm, but pointing the blade towards his own chest, thrusting it straight in!

This madman, had actually pierced his own chest.

"I need your silent vows, we need a nuclear peace, we need dedication to our cause—let's make the Chaotic Church Nation great again."

The deep black Curse Blood gushed from his chest freely, the cursed blood coming from the deepest part of An Su, the most delicious part, dark blood droplets hit the floor, and the crimson flames hissed, bursting forth like fire snakes.