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

Arthur's wine wasn't something common; it was called "Fire God's Wine," the private brew of the Sun Lord.


He had stolen it from his father's cellar; considering it was a drink for demigods, it could even intoxicate a demigod.


There were twenty-four elites present; each had half a glass, thinking it wouldn't hurt to drink a little for courage, but as soon as the wine touched their lips, their heads started to swim. It tasted surprisingly sweet; they hadn't figured out the flavor before another gulp was swallowed, and then thoughts began to blur.


This little thing really packed a punch.


The Cultists worried that too much of this wine wasn't good; they looked at An Su and his two comrades but saw that all three also drained their cups in one go, so they too were reassured,


An Su held his wine glass, his expression unchanged; he didn't have a high tolerance for alcohol; in his previous life, he had nearly gotten dead drunk at the graduation ceremony.


Chapter 178 An Su: Wishing to Die on the Same Year, Same Month, Same Day (Two in One)