The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing-Chapter 677 - 354 "How Do I See a Mushroom Cloud?

He coughed again, as a courtesy, also complimented An Su politely, "You seem to have many like-minded relatives too."

"Ha, you're too modest, you've got more," An Su chuckled, "Your whole family, it seems."

"That sweet mouth of yours is like it's coated with arsenic," Mr. Demon nodded at An Su, considering that the guy was a human, he was quite emotionally intelligent; he might just leave a whole corpse if the trial failed.

"Go ahead then." Mr. Demon coughed again, "The ceremonial candles will show you past illusions—you know the rules, right?"

An Su nodded.

Seven demigod oil candles had been placed around the altar, each candle being made from the sacred remains of a corresponding dead Esoteric Sect demigod. In the free and equal Avad Church Nation, not only the bodies of common citizens were sold to be made into various trinkets, but even the bodies of demigods were put to good use.

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Avad demigod corpse oil, also known as Avad Divine Oil, was claimed to strengthen the body, nourish and supplement vital energy, and invigorate the elderly with youthful vigor. It was so coveted at auctions that a single drop was hard to come by, while in the Judgement Court, it was luxuriously crafted into ceremonial candles, a testament to the grand scale of the ceremony, a rare occurrence.

After all, this was also the first trial of a 'Pre-selected Councilor' in Avad after a hundred years since the Red Moon's fall.

Besides the Avad Divine Oil candles, the altar was also brimming with cream cakes from the Little Witch, adding an eerie and indescribable aura, making one feel like collapsing mentally just by standing in the center of the altar.

Who on earth thought of using Luojia's cakes as sacrificial offerings... Were they not afraid of poisoning the Mother Goddess of Life?

An Su stood among those forbidden sacrificial offerings, his face turned slightly pale as he looked at the cream cakes, sketching out his unpleasant memories from yesterday; the priests conducting the ceremony, seeing An Su's discomfort, knew that this human had been intimidated by the grand scene.

The Smiling Lady's lips split into her leisurely standard smile, she waited gleefully for An Su to make a fool of himself.

Her own trial results had already come out, and as expected, six out of the seven candles lit up, while the two brightest candles, 'Disaster Mother Goddess' and 'Mother Goddess of Life', shone as bright as incandescent lights—such results were excellent even by the Chaotic Church Nation's standards.

Other than not surpassing that Demonic Clan individual and Miss Azure of Life Esoteric Church, Smiling Lady's talents were unbeatable among her peers.

No matter how outrageous the behavior, An Su after all was just a human, at most he would spark a little.

After all, these were demigod-level candles, not the kind of cheap goods you'd find at a border market.

Luo Xiaohei also lay on the ground, wagging his tail, curiously watching An Su; this so-called Seven Gods Ceremony had also been tested by her in the present age thirty thousand years later. Except for the Shadow Candle, all seven candles lit up almost entirely, the candlelight illuminating half of the night sky as bright as day, causing a sensation throughout the entire Holy Avad Church Nation.

The judgement ceremony had already begun, An Su stepped into the enveloped range of the ritual; the first candle represented pain and bloodshed, the skeletal Holy Pattern boldly displayed before the candle. As he stepped in, various painful illusions from his past experiences appeared before him, these painful memories thus forming supplementary material for the judgement, the young man smiling candidly as he faced various painful memories.

Last time he passed through the Saint Candle, An Su saw his six years at Hengshui and his five painful years studying medicine; this time, advancing to the Demigod Candle, no matter how advanced the pain, it couldn't bring him down...

But gradually, An Su's expression began to turn subtly complex.

Because after five years of studying medicine,

Came his three years of clinical training!

"What profound pain, what intense resentment, what delightful torment..."

The followers of Pain in attendance shifted colors, and the Bishop of Pain himself appeared solemn, "I sense an unparalleled suffering and disaster from that youth, as if it could devour everything."

"If I'm not mistaken in my analysis," the Bishop of Pain nodded, "this young man is a 'second dimension' enthusiast."

The pain of the second dimension!

The Painful Followers erupted in murmurs, knowing that the pain of the second dimension was considered the most severe in the world.