MTL - The More They Object, the More It Means I Did the Right Thing-Chapter 129 Ansu sacrificed the entire city!

Chapter 129 Ansu sacrificed the entire city!

The crimson moon filled half of the night sky, and the flowing scarlet moonlight flowed on the streets of Farol,

The neon lights that have long been extinguished, the messy tube building, the network of magical circuits tangled together like bee chrysalis, the rotten orc meat in the slaughterhouse, and the extremely prosperous city hall that attracts mosquitoes are falling in the light of the fire. .

Tens of thousands of glass windows smashed onto the dilapidated streets, splashing debris one after another that reflected the crimson moonlight.

At this moment,

 All the remaining citizens raised their heads and watched the battle projected on the screen of the building.

 They have never had such emotions in their hearts,

Emotionally.

They were just ordinary citizens, low-level dwarves, elves with no characteristics, and goblins used as blood packs. They were fed up with the cold looks and discrimination, and felt such strong emotions for the first time.

 Their mayor is so kind.

Even though he knew it was a political show, the mayor was actually willing to show it to them, because he had them in mind!

The enemy is so cunning, cruel, despicable, and even perverted.

  【Public support rate is 90%】

 The depths of his eyes were full of blood red.

 Everyone is clearly aware of what they need to do and they must fight!

Angelo also looked pale and stared at the huge image on the magic screen, with the corners of his mouth twitching fiercely.

 Is this something that humans can do?

But Ansu still had a sacred and solemn look on his face, "Even if you are so despicable, I will not give up the city I love."

 When fighting, live broadcast the naked body of your opponent to the whole city!

 Don't let him go to harm society after graduation!

I have never seen such a breed before. Whenever Angelo makes a conclusion about Ansu's quality, this guy can always break his lower limit!

 Angelo took a deep breath.

 Kill the young man in front of you!

These perverts don’t even have clothes on!

For the first time, he felt pain. This pain did not come from physical pain, but from an insult to his soul.

 “Ansu, come!”

 It was a serious injury in itself, and now that Ansu was so angry, the blood scab that had finally healed cracked again.

 Their cities have been destroyed.

They can't imagine what these perverts will do to their mayor, and they can't stand that their mayor suffers such humiliation!

 Can wash away all shame.

How could the poor cadre school in my family be able to cultivate such talents?

 He was about to have a cerebral hemorrhage from anger.

 Even on the most chaotic borders, this perversion will be at the lowest end of the discrimination chain.

Had I known this was the case, I should have strangled him to death from the beginning.

The steps of several painful soldiers were unsteady, and they were timid in every movement they made, fearing that their shortcomings would be exposed accidentally. Such soldiers lost their way by looking forward and backward, and were quickly taken away by the hidden assassin. head.

He readjusted his posture and held the long knife upside down. His fourth-level peak heart beat violently, dispersing all the pain and blood into his limbs and bones.

 He must kill Ansu and then torture this person in the most painful way!

"Ah, I'm leaving." Ansu tilted his head, "The video has been recorded."

 This sentence was not recorded by Ansu.

Angelo took another **** step, and the long alchemy knife pierced the sky, slashing towards Ansu's chest. However, he saw that the latter did not dodge or close up, and took the knife directly, and blood spattered everywhere for a moment.

 This blood also fell into the eyes of all citizens through the magic screen.

 Their eyes were red.

Ansu seemed tired. He lay in the blood and his eyes slowly closed.

  【Your comprehensive support rate reaches 98%! 】

Under the guidance and instigation of the Restoration Warlocks, the remaining citizens frantically poured into the Municipal Avenue.

Angelo noticed something was wrong after he made the cut. The feel of his hand was wrong. Ansu had taken the cut on purpose, and the injury was not as severe as it appeared.

 He is looking for a reason to die with honor!

 Let this political show come to an end!

  It is to stimulate people's emotions, and only **** blood can stimulate emotions the most!

Angry citizens have rushed into the municipal avenue. Although they are all at the lowest level, most of them come from slums and there are many of them.

Looking at the Painful Secret Cult, they have been fighting against the Chaos City Management and Life Cults one after another and were harassed by Enya's assassinations. Their morale has long been low, and there is nothing left.

 But the Painful Cultists never imagined that they would have to fight with the citizens.

 The Cultists of Pain were instantly submerged in the sea of ​​people,

Angelo wanted to kill Ansu, or at least die with this bastard, but he saw that Miss Enya had taken advantage of the chaos and removed Ansu from the battlefield under the cover of concealment magic.

Angelo could only watch Ansu leave, with the dwarf's knife and fork stabbing his chest, and the orc's claws cutting his flesh, leaving him with only endless pain.

  【Blood Shadow】

 After leaving the city hall, Ansu let go of Miss Enya.

 The Blood Shadow of the Painful Secret Cult projects his wounds onto the shadow. When Angelo dies, the wounds on the shadow will be transferred to Angelo's body.

 Ansu took off his blood-stained robe, put on a new noble coat, and put on a snow-white scarf.    【One hour remaining time】

 Tonight he will go to the last grand event.

 He will accept the position of mayor at the top of the Tower of Chaos.

Ansu walked into the city hall building and walked slowly along the corridor. His face was calm, and the **** moonlight passed over his face.

At this moment,

The members of the Chaotic Secret Cult were dressed in luxurious clothes and sat on expensive human skin benches. The skulls of the volcano demons provided heat to dispel the cold tonight. Each of them elegantly held a goblet and shook it. The blood of virgins.

 There are thirteen people in total, and this is the top level of power in Farol.

 Their ranks are not high.

 The highest level is only third level, but being a leader does not require a high level.

 As long as you have the noblest bloodline.

 “Minister Ansu, you did a good job.”

The person who said this was a pot-bellied dark elf. He came from the top dark family. People around him called him Count Yarrow. He patted Ansu's shoulder affectionately.

 “Young man, we are very optimistic about you.”

They are not afraid that Ansu will fall out on the spot,

After all, every official here and the family behind him represent a force and are inextricably linked to the imperial capital. It is impossible for Ansu to secure the position of mayor without their support.

Even if he becomes mayor, he will eventually become a puppet of the council.

“Do you have a list?” Ansu said with a smile, “Please give me the list so I can get to know all the leaders.”

 Please give me the menu.

 Ansu is about to start ordering.

 All the MPs showed relieved eyes. This guy is aware of current affairs.

 “From today on, you are our mayor, and we must cooperate well~”

An aristocratic woman winked at Ansu. She had a sinister face, and the wink seemed like a letter of challenge.

 The blood-red moonlight spreads across the skyline,

　　Although today is the annual red moon night, the sky has never been so blood-red.

Ansu took over the scepter symbolizing the citizens from Count Yarrow. From the moment he stepped onto the top floor, the killing force had covered the municipal street, continuously supplying him with magic power.

 The bones have also been summoned long ago.

Facing the blood-red color and holding the menu, Ansu began to order.

Although these councilors are not of high rank, they are all extremely dark. The Mother Goddess likes this kind of dishes best.

 “Mother Goddess of desire and the moon, great mistress of life, eternal motherhood above the spiritual world.”

This time, he didn’t need an altar.

The altar has already been set up by the MPs.

This is the place that pleases the Mother Goddess the most.

Everything enjoyed by the congressmen, everything used by the high officials, the human skin benches, the volcanic skulls, and the scarlet blood shaking on the goblet, all the people's fat and anointing they swallowed, were offered to them with their own hands. The altar!

However, there is a problem with the placement of the altar. At this time, precise sacrifices must be used to make up for this shortcoming.

"This is the hymn of the most sincere people, this is the feast of the spirit and soul, this is the delicacy of blood and flesh."

 “A gift from your devout believer Anzu Morningstad.”

 He walked among the astonished gazes of all the members of Congress,

 “I will sacrifice the dark elf on the altar, Count Aro, to you.”

Count Yarrow, who patted Ansu on the shoulder, looked in disbelief. How dare this despicable human being! But he couldn't resist anymore, his whole body turned into flesh and blood, and he fell to his knees.

The red moon lay flat on the corridor, Ansu walked forward slowly, reciting the name of a councilor every time he took a step.

 “Dedicate to you the Legislator on the Altar, Lady Scar.”

 “I dedicate to you the vampire nobleman, Sir Lornes, on the altar”

 He walked a total of thirteen steps and reached the floor-to-ceiling window. The vast red moon reflected Ansu's face. Behind him, the flesh and blood of the thirteen members of Congress were slowly dissipating.

  【Your support rate has reached 100%】

 【Special Hidden Profession: Mayor of Chaos Completely Cleared】

Ansu once issued an order,

Let the life believers hiding here take advantage of the citizens' riot and spend a whole night preparing altars on the main thoroughfares of business and political dignitaries. The city administration, street government, and all the authority agencies are ready. Now that the altar is ready, this kind of distributed sacrifice can only be completed with bones.

 The scenery here is the peak of chaos.

 “Dedicate this city to you.”

Ansu looked at the chaotic city and said calmly and elegantly,

 “I invite you to have dinner with me.”

 (End of this chapter)