The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing-Chapter 599 - 323: Chaos on the Grand Stage, If You Don’t Have It, Come On Down

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[Welcome to the Era of Chaos]

[Identity Confirmed, An Su Moningsta, you are an orphan]

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An Su lost his composure as soon as he came in.

He saw the light of stars intertwine to form words that appeared before his eyes, the greeting "You are an orphan" abruptly confronting him, letting An Su deeply feel the fervor of this era.

He observed his surroundings; it was a narrow, cramped cabin, dimly lit. The only source of light was from the iron window on the wall, casting some murky shadows, through which the pitter-patter of light rain could be heard. He could see the orange leaves of the ginkgo trees swaying in the wind, and further in the distance, a massive sunset slowly sinking into the gloomy sea of clouds. Beyond that, no other scenery was visible.

He was alone in the room, with Luojia and the others nowhere to be found.

An Su retracted his gaze from the window and lifted his hand, only to hear the clanging of shackles.

His hands were locked in shackles, and his feet were bound by a fetter.

Great,

Not only was this an orphan beginning, but also a tearful window start.

His lips twitched slightly.

The shackles were engraved with Esoteric Runes designed to block Magic Circuits, and upon closer inspection, An Su realized they were not made of the Mithril typically used by Alchemists but were of a pure white, slightly fishy-smelling light material. He knew then that these were shackles made from the bones of infants.

[Baby Shackles]

These came from the Life Esoteric Sect corresponding to the Alchemical Church, which was formally known as the 'Alchemy and Human Body Esoteric Sect.' These Baby Shackles were the masterpieces of Human Alchemists.

Once locked in, even Saints couldn't break free.

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An Su didn't bother struggling any longer and continued to read the glowing starlight before him:

[Era of Chaos]

[Red Moon Incident 199 years]

[The era of Dark Elves and Vampires has come to an end, the Human Empire gradually becoming a nation ruled by law, with even the frontiers almost entirely conquered. Only a few remain at large, all destined to be hunted down and exterminated, to be made into boots.]

[Two hundred years ago, with the fall of the first star, the Red Moon, began two centuries of Divine Punishment of falling stars.]

[Countless from the Chaotic Frontier lost their homes and lives, becoming displaced, with various administrative regions declaring independence and attacking each other. The frontier faced constant rebellion from the "Human Empire," driving crime and poverty rates to historical highs.]

[After achieving such remarkable accomplishments, the rule of the Chaotic Church Nation reached its historical peak.]

[The influence of the Mother Goddess of Chaos has never been so vast, her scrutiny spreading over every inch of land, forests, valleys, every street, village, and city. Her blessing has never been so grand. Even the poorest low-level citizens of the kingdom, bolstered by the thought of the Church Nation's chaos and blessings, couldn't help but puff out their chests with pride.]

[Vampire Blood Servants hunted down Alchemists to near extinction, the Plague Secret Sect developed the most fearsome of plagues, the 'Chaos Virus,' and the Life Esoteric Church's Stitched Life devoured the Radiant Holy See's frontiers...]

[This is the most powerful moment in the Chaos Dynasty, with countless Saints and Demigods born from chaos. The citizens, swept up in this unprecedented chaotic splendor, believe that with this chaos alone, they could defile the entirety of God's Heavenly Kingdom.]

[This is the most prosperous moment of the Chaos Dynasty.]

[—As if it were a beautiful bubble meticulously illuminated by God.]

This was the full introduction to the era, which An Su skimmed through, his brow furrowing slightly. He had not expected that in the true history, the fall of the Red Moon not only did not destroy the Chaos Dynasty but instead elevated chaos to its historical zenith.

Although it was unexpected, it made sense.

After all, the more stars fell, the more chaotic Nether became, and the stronger its blessings.

But the gifts bestowed by God always came with a hidden price.

"A beautiful bubble…" An Su murmured the last line to himself, his expression contemplative. Indeed, the Chaotic Church Nation had reached its pinnacle, yet just as in his previous life, it was at its most beautiful just before the bubble burst.

He could keenly feel the progression of the era; the Era of Chaos had come to the brink of extinction, distinct from other eras in the manner of its downfall.

Every kingdom perishes in weakness, but chaos alone dies in strength.

He continued to read further, the next mission hint being the touching greeting that had made even An Su lose his composure:

[Identity Confirmed, An Su Moningsta, you are an orphan.]

No matter how one looked at it, that sentence was difficult to stomach. An Su sighed.

It was all because they had become separated. Without Lister nearby,

Then, on average, each person could at least have one.

[You were born in 'City of Free Radiance,' a Chaotic Frontier fallen within the Red Moon. You have no religious beliefs. While it can't be said that you lived in total poverty, your home's condition could be described as stealing light through a chink in the wall—you once broke the wall of your neighbor's house and stole everything.]

[For some purpose, you smuggled yourself from the frontier into 'Chaotic Profanity City,' the capital of 'Avad' within the Chaotic Church Nation.]

[Because of your overly simple composition, clear stance, clean background, and impoverished wallet, you were captured by the Heresy Administration Bureau of the Chaotic Church Nation. They are about to carry out a chaotic political examination on you. If you fail to pass, you will be expelled from the Avad Church Nation and publicly hanged.]

[Besides, An Su Moningsta, you also have the most severe, reactionary, and unforgivable problem of a direct relative's historical legacy, preventing you from participating in any political affairs of the Era of Chaos.]

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