The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing-Chapter 727 - 374: An Su’s Ultimate Slaughter_3
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Thousands of rows of Fallen Angels, under the soul attraction of the Peak An Su Saint, each Fallen Angel unimaginably and uniformly combined together, forming dozens of letters and characters, each of which was branded across the sky above Avad, visible to all the citizens in the plaza!
Could it be that he wants, could it be that he wants....
Everyone guessed what An Su was about to do, as those huge letters swiftly combined and formed the word "mosquito".
"Mosquito", that represents words!
Only spoken words were banned by the Chaotic censorship, but written words were not.
"Don't rush."
In just under half a second, An Su wrote words in the sky above Avad, visible to every citizen!
"You motherf... who is your darling!" Tang Jieked lost his composure completely, feeling rage shooting up, but before he could finish his sentence, the words in the sky had been updated again.
"Yes, your real darling, still waiting for you to go home to revive."
A second four break.
Tang Jieked's gaze utterly transformed.
What incredible hand speed, what sharp and agile thinking,
At this point, he fully realized what kind of monster he was fighting against. He had never seen anyone type in the sky faster than one could talk, and in those shocking few microseconds, the words in the sky started updating over and over again swiftly, the sky had been filled with An Su's words, which was truly an art form.
"?"
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First, dozens of question marks passed by like a violent storm, as if the raindrops of late autumn were broken by the evening sun, the whole sky became the stage for An Su's art, his fluttering hands the baton guiding the storm and rain, short and long sentences interleaving, short sentences falling coldly like snowflakes, long complex sentences slashing through the sky like thunder, sudden showers and gentle breezes alternating, and the various signs were like different kinds of weather, all the mosquito words piled up to form the most splendid dusk of a great era!
This was a monster, everyone knew, this was a monster.
Because only a monster could achieve this.
The Fallen Angels swirling in the sky, totaling hundreds of millions, equating to hundreds of millions of souls, capable of simultaneously controlling and dominating such a number of lives, and forming sentences in such a short time, even faster than human speech!
This was a miracle that even an ordinary Demigod could not accomplish!
An Su's soul strength had reached a level that could be described as monstrous!
This degree of anomaly was even more terrifying than the three laws of Chaotic censorship.
In just a few moments, An Su's popularity had begun to skyrocket, while Tang Jieked's popularity had begun to plummet!
[An Su Moningsta support rate 20%, 21%....30%!]
An Su waved the baton in his hands, the Fallen Angels elegantly produced the most splendid symphony, eventually all the Fallen Angels converged their souls, forming the final vocabulary.
"Dear Don Quixote darling, you are so small."
"So cute."
All the Chaotic Citizens turned their heads, focusing their gaze on Don Quixote — whose clothes had been burnt through by the Sun Fire, thus exposing that cute part.
Indeed.
Everyone murmured.
This was the final blow! Emanated from the soul, piercing through the body!
Tang Jieked knelt on the ground, weeping in agony, unable to rise again.
[An Su Moningsta candidate position ascends]
[Rising to the fifth position—]
[Position fourth!]
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