MTL - The More They Object, the More It Means I Did the Right Thing

Chapter 152 Merlin is tortured for the first time

The vast starlight fell down, and the faint starlight covered everything. The battlefield that was originally littered with corpses has been cleaned up by the starry sky.

 Ansu thought secretly.

What kind of electricity is this gatekeeper sending out?

 Being born has to be reborn!

 At his current level, just by looking at it, there is no way he could steal this demigod-level magic.

"You copied my magic. Even if you succeed, I will teach you magic."

Merlin's idea of ​​​​being born was very simple. Firstly, he thought it was more interesting, and secondly, he wanted to get rid of Anzu as soon as possible.

 It’s not that I don’t teach you, it’s just that your level of understanding is not enough.

 When ordinary saints are intimidated to this point, they will tactfully retreat, so that everyone’s time will not be wasted.

Merlin's trick worked well every time. All the saints who came to study immediately left after seeing this sacred-level demigod magic, even the genius saint.

I never thought that the young man in front of me said, "Let me try it."

 There is no charge anyway.

But what surprised Ansu even more was that Merlin showed the circuit of this sacred magic in front of him in such an upright manner.

"If it can be learned by others, then it means that it is just that, not precious. Since it is not precious, then there is no need for me to keep it. Besides, isn't it good if it can be learned by others? ?”

The holy light in Merlin's eyes flickered violently. Ansu once again exceeded his expectations, "Are you serious?"

 “We made an agreement.”

Ansu shifted his gaze to the map of sacred magic again. His consciousness felt tingling in the ocean of information, and his soul seemed to be torn apart. He felt dizzy just after staring at it for a few seconds.

“These are all the magic circuits of [Light of Judgment].”

At a glance, Ansu saw three large branch roads that formed this magic like bronze tree trunks. Each branch branch branched out to nearly a thousand magic branches.

 They are perfectly and complexly combined together to form the entire magic. Each branch of magic is composed of smaller magic circuits, which are subdivided and extended, seemingly endlessly.

Ansu couldn't help but ask his question, and Merlin replied with an indifferent expression,

 This is holy magic.

 Ansu looked away, panting heavily, sweat dripping from his cheeks.

  “.Do you really want to try?”

 The unique circuit of sacred magic is quite precious.

Ansu believes in a principle: since you have come, you must give it a try.

Each magical circuit has a strange beauty, pulling the mind and stirring the soul, as if it is in this vast ocean of information in the galaxy.

Merlin's tone was very calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter, "So, after reading this, do you still have the courage to learn it?"

Just looking at him like this made Ansu feel pain like his brain was being torn apart.

 “Everyone has come.”

 Generally, it must be hidden.

 “When I write something new, I will write something that others cannot learn from.”

The Holy Light Atlas appeared in Merlin's hand.

 If you learn this thing, you will lose half your life.

 “Give me a few more looks.” Ansu said.

 What kind of nerves are coming out?

Merlin was surprised at Anzu's courage. This kid actually dared to look at it.

According to the general script, shouldn't he leave in despair and get off work happily?

 Ansu looked at the magic circuit again. This time, he could look at it longer.

 Sure enough.

He has experienced the baptism of life countless times, and his mental strength is far beyond that of warlocks of the same age.

Merlin suddenly realized that something was wrong. There was no way he would be unable to get off work, right?

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Merlin asked. "When the soul dies, even if the body is revived, it cannot be resurrected." "I died here, shouldn't you pay compensation?"

 Ansu raised his head and said seriously,

“According to Article 1 of Chapter 3 of the Narok Public Security Management Law and Section 3 of the Labor Act, if an employee dies in the workplace, the person in charge of the place and the regional security shall be fully liable for compensation.”

 “Besides, I’m still a minor.”

I am on duty at Heaven’s Gate, not regional security!

 But to some extent, it seems like this?

 The God of Order should also admit it.

Merlin felt that he was going to be defeated by this little newborn general. This was the astral world, and all the gods in the sky were staring at it. It was really impossible for him to let Ansu's soul die in the kingdom of heaven.

 He said those words just to scare Ansu away.

 This guy obviously sees it.

 Now he has to keep Ansu alive, so he can be so confident.

Merlin narrowed his eyes slightly, he wanted to get off work.

How come this guy got into trouble?

 He just wanted to find a reason to send someone away. This was the first time he met a stubborn person like Ansu.

 What is this guy trying to do?

 Knowing that it is impossible to succeed.

Ansu stared at the sacred magic map, and the complex and vast information was about to tear his soul apart.

Every time he tried to see the circuits clearly, his brain would emit severe pain. Pain was the body's protective mechanism to prevent his soul from getting lost in the ocean of information.

 He failed dozens of times, but could never figure out what the circuits were.

If it weren't for Merlin's protection, Ansu would have been seriously injured.

Merlin brought a small stool and sat next to it with a look of despair, staring at the little boy.

What kind of top torture maniac is this guy?

 Torturing both himself and others.

This is the first time Merlin has met this type of freshman. If he doesn't get off work, it will be time to go to work!

It doesn’t matter.

This guy probably won't last long.

 The pain of the soul is no less than real death.

 After dying a few more times, he would naturally lose patience and choose to give up - this is what Merlin thought.

This time, Ansu stared at the magic circuit for a full minute before looking away in pain.

 Deep in his consciousness, he didn’t know how many times he had died.

But it doesn’t matter, it’s not really death anyway.

For Ansu, living and dying, living and dying, is like a game, and games are what he is best at.

 The game will allow you to die countless times, and each death will bring rewards.

 All evil paths are slowly discovered through the cycle of death again and again.

Ansu understood. If he wanted to see the three thousand magical branches clearly, it was impossible for him to do so at his current level. It was also impossible for him to recreate the [Light of Judgment].

 In this case, just copy one magic branch, and only copy one three thousandth of the sacred level magic.

 Copy it and make it your own.

 As dusk falls again, twilight and starlight alternate again,

 In Merlin's gray eyes, a new day has arrived.

 I have to go to work again!

 He wants a holiday!

Updated. Updated. It’s a little late.

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 (End of this chapter)