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

An Su whispered in Tai Rui Milton's ear, not knowing who he was speaking to, "None of you are."


Tai Rui's cheeks, with hundreds of tiny eyes, tightened simultaneously. His reason had already completely evaporated and become utterly distorted; despite his eyes showing only madness, at that moment, they unnaturally revealed a frightened, shrinking demeanor.


The hundreds of tiny eyes stared at An Su in panic, even showing a dawning realization. Its twisted, distorted body instinctively shrank back, but this sobriety lasted only a moment before it completely lost control. The corrupted blood of the golden kite boiled within, splitting its entire body into numerous, malformed limbs. Even more faces split from its cheeks as golden kite flowers blossomed from every inch of the prince's skin, every blood vessel, every internal organ.


Flower tendrils, stalks, and branches pierced through the mouth, nostrils, and eye sockets.


Chapter 304: Chenxing Sends a Message