The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing-Chapter 787 - 398 God’s Increasing Opposition

[Holder of Heaven]

[Temporary]

[Error Level: Ninety-nine percent]

"Damn it, let me see what's going on."

The pure white radiance was gleaming at this moment.

From An Su's eyes.

These eyes were given to An Su by the Faceless One—or rather, they originally belonged to An Su.

They had only been covered in dust for thirty thousand years.

As the projection of the Faceless One faded, An Su ignited these eyes.

Besides the Pure White Eyes, An Su's third Magic Circuit of the [Radiant Judgment]—the final one was completed, which is the origin of all Head of Radiance, the origin of all judgments, the first Radiant Judgment.

He raised his pure white eyes, gazing at the steps now covered by errors, the Fate's Staircase of Heaven was dyed crimson, the stairs were already twisted, so this was not the path leading to the Divine World, it was the path leading to [Error].

His sight extended to the end of the staircase, as Heaven's gate swayed with brilliant radiance, the Holder's scepter stood quietly before the gate, waiting—this was An Su's rightful power, waiting at the end of the erroneous fate.

The echo left by the Golden Kite Princess lingered in An Su's ear.

"An Su Moningsta, please ascend the final staircase."

"At the end of fate."

"All answers await you."

An Su climbed the steps, and at last, he reached the final tier and picked up that scepter. Heaven's gate fully opened to him, and the magic power of the entire world mirrored in his pure white eyes.

[Error]

[Error]

[Error]

When An Su stepped on the staircase and picked up the scepter, errors also stained the final staircase, plunging the entire Heaven into an abyss of error, all lost powers and rights over the past thirty thousand years shone in An Su's hands, everything taken away by the gods, whether memories or names, awaited An Su's reclamation at the staircase's end!

His spirit had surpassed that of a demigod, reaching [Heaven].

Not only had the Era of Chaos fallen into an abyss of error, but An Su himself also long since embarked on a mistaken destiny.

Once An Su regained Heaven's power, the erased traces of thirty thousand years, now clearly and transparently reflected in those pure white eyes. All ripples of thirty thousand years reverberated in An Su's heart, his soul seemed to plunge into an abyss, navigating the boundless and vast ocean of information that was nearly engulfing the world.

Faced with thirty thousand years of information, not to mention ordinary people, even the soul of a demigod would be washed away, its will and existence thoroughly distorted if given a glance.

But not An Su, the Pure White Holy Eyes were enough to bear this vast information, he remained himself, merely recalling forgotten things.

So he would not go mad, only ecstatic.

Successfully attaching the Holy Eyes, An Su's mental state was fifty times more vigorous than ever before!

Retrieving thirty thousand years of memories, his mental world had never been so vibrant, nor so prosperous, nor so vast.

Vast expanses of the celestial dome tore apart, the erroneous crimson filled the youth's mental world, both painful and healing, chaotic and orderly, radiant and dark, with both lush forests bristling with life and an altar of corpses pervaded with endless death, this was the true error, where all faith and emotions converged, this was the thirty thousand-year chaos!

[Holder of Heaven]

[First and Last]

[An Su Moningsta]

In that thirty thousand years of turbulent torrents, An Su slowly opened his eyes, he was no longer the 'temporary' Holder of Heaven. He was both the beginning and the end, both the origin of everything and the conclusion of everything.

This was the story he began and would be the one he ended.

He finally understood what the answer was at the end of the staircase, what the answer was to all destinies.

"Damn it."

At the very top of Heaven, there came a light sigh through the wind and frost.

——"Why is it damn work?"

"Why do I have to work, just had a short break!"

An Su understood why his previous mental state was so ecstatic—such as daring to shave his own head in defiance—well, work non-stop for thirty thousand years, anyone would be ecstatic!

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Converted to a human lifespan, it was working a lifetime, only to have an entire of seventeen days of vacation!

Everyone jokes about Merlin, but everyone is Merlin!

An Su raised his resentful eyes, gazing at the magnificent gate behind him, looking across fate at the gods, that gate of fate standing at the intersection of all eras, the world beyond the great gate being the true destiny Nether, the final fragment of the era.

The fall of the Chaotic Heavenly Kingdom led to the downfall of the Radiant Heavenly Kingdom, and likewise, the Radiant Era will end with the collapse of the Chaotic Heavenly Kingdom.

That gate fetters the fate of all beings, as well as the fate of the Holder of Heaven.

"I quit." He said laughingly and cursingly, "Whoever loves working can go work."

"Should smash this door of yours."

Nevertheless, even though An Su has become the complete Holder of Heaven through erroneous means, even though the error already blankets all the Fate's Staircase, the door of Heaven's fate remains unshakable.

[Error Level]

[Ninety-nine point nine percent]

—like a preposterous number haggled by Sima, emerging in An Su's eyes because he was not wrong enough.

Even though at such a level of wrongness, he alone could not usurp the authority of Heaven.

Even if Miss Enya sacrificed her past and future, An Su could only seize his own fate but cannot change others' fates.

And after tonight, Miss Enya would be simultaneously erased from both her past and future, her existence would be completely obliterated.

All struggles in the face of fate seem futile, even becoming the Holder of Heaven, even remembering Enya's name, he still can't usurp this divine authority.

He also couldn't find Miss Maid, only being able to continue alone.

He was shackled by Heaven for thirty thousand years, worked for thirty thousand years, and labored for thirty thousand years, yet still remained a slave to the star.

[Ninety-nine point nine percent]

In silence, An Su seemed to hear a mocking laughter echoing from above the stars.

He seemed to hear the stars sneering lightly, those beings standing high above the celestial vault, where all living beings were merely sustenance on their banquet table, where the rise and fall of each cycle of civilization was just a game on their card table.

Hence they could laugh from behind the door, the so-called Holder of Heaven is merely the gatekeeper chosen by destiny.

Thus, that ninety-nine point nine, is so absurd.

To put it simply, Heaven's system is very complete, a single bug won't cause it to crash.

Notwithstanding, An Su harbored no anger, on the contrary, his mouth split into the most wanton grin. The youth stood solitary at the end of the staircase, before the gate, his gray-white long hair fluttering in the breeze, the radiance of fate casting down his dark shadow, sprawled over the long steps of fate.

The warm evening breeze swept over, causing the youth's shadow to sway.

An Su needed not to search, for she was ever near—since the beginning, he was not alone in ascending the Fate's Staircase. Even though he knew Enya was hiding in the shadow, he couldn't see through the Shadow Magic of the Black Saintess, he couldn't step into that shadow, even the Pure White Eyes were powerless to do so.

Merlin needed Princess Cersei to act as an accomplice to massacre the Royal Family from behind the Shadow Magic.

If the Black Saintess didn't wish for An Su to find her, then no one could; but even if he found the unknown, he couldn't step into that shadow.

She willingly hid in the shadow, concealing everything, sacrificing her past and future, so that An Su could continue, transcending his destined destruction.

An Su still could not see beyond the Shadow Magic.

In that case, then transform the shadow into radiance.

If Miss Enya willingly hides in the shadow, then pull her into the grand light!

If one error is not enough, then make it two.

If you want a discount, then pull another person for another slash!

Up in the sky, the rivers of stars rotated, the twilight and the sun overlapped each other, the dusk intertwined with the dawn's glow, the moonlight of the night marked the sun's contour, under the authority of Heaven, a day's time passed in an instant.

The day ended in an instant.

[Error]

[Error]

[An Su Moningsta...error....error....stop your actions immediately!]

[Stop immediately]

The warning from the stars filled An Su's ears, but An Su simply showed the most unrestrained smile.

The chains that previously exiled the Golden Kite Princess from the stars descended, entwining An Su's body, piercing his wrists, binding his authority, breaking through his flesh, penetrating his collarbone, and the pain directly connected to his soul.

He finally understood whom the Last Bishop's chain magic that even imprisoned demigods was plagiarized from.

He cared little for the opposition above the stars, with dignified majesty reflected in his eyes, his robe shimmering with a crimson radiance, that slender and pale arm raised high, then fell, and An Su pointed Heaven's authority towards his own shadow.

"The more opposed by the gods—"

"The more it proves I'm right."

At the end of error, An Su said to his shadow, to the girl hidden within:

"[Reversed Pope]."

He took the shadow's hand.

"Grant light to the dark."