Metal raindrops

"The more the Church supports me, the more it proves I have done the right thing. The more the heretics oppose me, the more it proves I have done the right thing."
"Even when heretics praise me, it further proves I'm right. If heretics stay silent, it shows I have done impeccably!"
"If the Church opposes me, it means they have all fallen into evil heresy, and the more heretics oppose me, the more it proves I have done the right thing."
In the year 681, An Su was crowned the youngest Pope in the history of the Church. During his speech, he provided important guidance for the forthcoming de-divination work, emphasizing:
"Now that both the Church and the heretics oppose me, it precisely shows I am on an exceedingly correct path!"
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The year 685.
"It is not that the Evil God cannot be summoned, but that choosing him to take the stage is more cost-effective."
Such was the assessment of the former holy woman of the demons, Yage Silvia.
This statement, once made, instantly attracted attention from all sectors of society—the extensive documentary "The Legend of Pope An Su" continues to broadcast for you.
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This is a story of a top-tier heretical player speedrunning through a fantasy world.

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

Rosen had been an Order Knight for many years and had conquered numerous Nether Worlds. What strange scenes had he not witnessed?


He truly had never seen this one before.


Not only had he not seen it, but all the saints were baffled.


He could comprehend each term individually, but what on earth did they mean when strung together?


Rosen looked as if he had seen a ghost as he turned toward his Pain Guards, who were also smiling at him.


That great personage tilted his head at him and even blinked his eyes, "I am An Su Moningsta."


Rosen just felt he hadn't woken up properly; there must be some illusion at play.


At that moment, all the saints present were thinking the same thing.


Either they were mad, or the world had gone mad.


Rosen's gaze shifted back to the Pain Guards, who stood upright and reverent, looking at An Su with feverish admiration...


Chapter 82 Saints, sweating profusely