The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

It's really interesting.

I never expected a trip to Farol to be more interesting than staying in the Esoteric Sect.

"Meow." The Chaotic Saintess sincerely extended her little paw toward An Su, indicating that we should also cooperate. I will lend you a hand.

"Good. I really need your help." An Su nodded at Luo Xiaohei and shook the little paw of the black cat.

Elf proudly nodded her head. Whatever Cersei Milton does, even though I have turned into a cat, my charm is greater than yours. Just a few gentle meows, and I have An Su completely under control.

Her proud posture had not lasted a second before An Su lifted her by the little paw, stuffed the Dawn Redemption Long Blade into her other little paw, and then grabbed her tail.

"Meow...?"

The Long Blade of Redemption extended further, and An Su repeated his trick, borrowing the strength of Luo Xiaohei to transform the Dawn Redemption Long Blade into the Dawn Redemption Long Long Blade. Find exclusive stories on My Virtual Library Empire

Because in the previous fight, An Su had discovered that Luo Xiaohei was highly mobile and quick to react, capable of attacking the enemy's weak points swiftly and precisely. Adding that to An Su's strength made them a perfect match.

I truly deserve the title of Alchemist Master.

"I shall call it—" he stated emphatically, brimming with pride, "Luo Hei. Sword Cat Form!"

Because talking with Cersei had taken too much time, this attack had to be hurriedly dealt with.

During the third attack, An Su would complete his plan.

You are the Sword Cat, your whole family is Sword Cats... Hanging upside down, Luo Xiaohei clawed fiercely at An Su.

She is a great Chaotic Saintess, feared and dreaded wherever she goes, yet to think she would be handled like this by An Su!

Sometimes An Su is even more annoying than Cersei!

"So, Sword Cat, let us set off." An Su flashed a pure and flawless smile, calmly walked toward the shaking tower amidst the blazing fire, and at the same time, the shield requested by Cersei reached its limit. The young man's silhouette appeared on everyone's eyes, displayed on the largest Magic Screen in the square.

They saw the towering inferno, the broken walls of the tower, those emerging from the depths of the tower—a sky-covering swarm of flesh monsters.

Their bodies were all made of human sinews and bones, stitched together to form the shape of crows, with human teeth for beaks and wings woven from human hair spreading out, the twisted and taboo black hair densely filling the sky!

[The Second Assault—]

[Stitched Life. Death Herald Crows]

[Rank: Third Tier]

[Number: Unknown!]

The spectators seemed to stop breathing. They had never seen such forbidden and twisted creatures before, and just one glance made their skin crawl; but they saw the disaster that could swallow the heavens and the earth and also saw the Saint moving freely—amidst this calamity.

Dark black blood blossomed around him like blooming spider lilies, with a mysterious-material Holy Sword cutting through the Holy light. All Death Herald Crows it touched emitted miserable wails, falling to the ground.

The citizens were amazed by the young man's fighting style; so holy, so flawless, just like a hero chosen by the Holy Sword in a fairy tale, like the most righteous Holy Knight.

Of course, what shocked them the most... was the Holy Sword in the hands of this Holy Knight.

Although they didn't know where An Su had pulled it from.

Because An Su swung it so fast, creating afterimages, they couldn't discern its true shape.

But for some reason, they thought they heard the Holy Sword crying out...

"Meow! Meow!! (An Su, I () your () ()!)"

"The venerable one knows,"

Annand, well-experienced and authoritative, decisively said,

"This must certainly be the spirit of the sword!"