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"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

Luo Xiaohei grimaced as he watched An Su gamble one hundred times online, swallowing his saliva.


Luckily, this little upstart hadn't sent him any gifts.


Miss Bones spun like a top, turning several circles, dizzy and swaying, before thudding onto the ground, sitting dazed. The pain of the injury was one thing, but there was also a strange sensation—being whipped on the spine in front of so many people was akin to being spanked.


—A deep sense of shame swept through her, her gaze melancholic as she watched An Su, couldn't you choose a place without people!


Especially in the presence of her nineteen-year-old self, that overwhelming sense of shame almost devoured Miss Bones!


Her cheeks flushed, her azure pupils moist as if about to drip water, she breathed heavily, a thin mist swirling in the night air.


At this moment, her feelings for An Su had reached their most fervent extent.


Chapter 274 An Su's Evil Hair Stands Right_2