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

The stars were all about to fall, yet the young boys and girls did nothing but recklessly squander their time, bickering over trivial matters before the stars fell.


Arthur's hair was nearly pulled out, and Lister's diaper was almost ripped off. Initially, they had teamed up against An Su, but midway through, it had turned into a free-for-all; by the end, they were all ganging up on Luo Xiaobai, who had already burnt to ashes.


Luojia and Enya, tired from their turn-based duel, each found a stool, still pointing knives at each other while bickering back and forth.


Time passed trivially, and the day was almost dawning.


An Su was getting tired; he shook his head, looking at these Divine Beings before him: Lister and Arthur lay exhausted on the ground, unable to move; Luo Xiaobai was sobbing weakly in a corner; Luojia, thirsty and unable to speak, was leaning against the wall, her hand still raised high, but she was almost asleep.


Chapter 317: The Last Star and Night (5600 words)_3