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

"Look, Mr. Dais is here. We told him to wear something brighter... you can't even see him at night."

An Su pointed to the dark cloud in the distance, his young face bearing an innocent smile.

"Mr. Dais has his troubles too, as healing spellcasters, we should actively help eliminate the worries of the citizens."

An Su felt he had a talent for becoming a skin whitening makeup artist.

"He's very self-conscious and sensitive about his skin color, but as long as the dead's little faces are brushed white, whitening is also our duty as doctors."

Your image of a healing spellcaster has been completely tarnished by you!

Luojia rolled his eyes and muttered to himself.

They sat side by side on small stools, gazing into the distance.

Purgatory Avenue was right opposite the city government building, directly facing the healing hall.

This was the best vantage point for watching the battle.

At the moment, it was shrouded in dark clouds, the heavy aura of darkness almost seeming to solidify into something real.

Undoubtedly, if the Biochemical Legion was the group to avoid at all costs in the Chaotic Frontier, then the Dark Legion was the most domineering group in the Chaotic Frontier.

They received respect in every field.

Listed as a first rank chaotic animal in the Kingdom of Chaos's Rare Animal Protection Law, and as a primary clean renewable energy source in Falor City Hall's Code of Recyclable Resources,

they were even awarded first place in the Encyclopedia of Tool Usage, garnering rave reviews from users.

Whether it was animal law, energy law, or even tool instruction manuals, they had their place.

They were an invincible presence.

Mr. Dais would not boast about this series of glorious honors, but today he found himself in court on a charge of 'food poisoning,' which was simply outrageous!

For them, it would be an honor for dwarves to be looked upon by noble dark elves, so how could it be considered poisoning?

And that detestable vampire, who brazenly told the truth, saying they were the best-selling product of the late second century, how dare he speak such words?

At that moment, Dais called upon more than twenty dark elves and headed to Fierce Hell Street to settle accounts with that vampire.

The chaotic passersby on the street had never seen such a spectacle; it was one thing for dwarf groups, volcanic demons, and the Biochemical Legion to be involved in a three-way brawl, but now even the Dark Legion had come to Fierce Hell Street — this was no longer just a street fight,

this was war!

The doctrine of the Chaos Sect was to thrive on creating chaos and disturbances,

and the scale of this grand melee, involving four different races,

was the handiwork of which believer?

Was this the graduate project of an outstanding graduate from the University of Chaos?

Someone had already gone to notify the reporters of Chaos Daily; the entire street and its surroundings were encircled by excited chaotic passersby, their faces flushed with excitement, cheering loudly. The crowd was packed so tightly that they were rubbing shoulders with each other, and yet more and more onlookers kept pouring in.

At this moment, dwarves, volcanic demons, and biochemical demons equally turned their gaze towards the newly entered Dark Legion,

"They must be reinforcements called by the other side!"

"That's downright despicable and shameless!"

"Attack them before they get us!"

They all thought the same without any agreement.

So, the goblins threw their shiny iron clubs, volcanic demons hurled seething magma, and biochemical orcs sprayed their greenish bodily fluids, all converging on Dais at once.

I was just asking about a vampire!

What does your fighting have to do with me...?

Dais was shocked; had the disdain for shadow elves in society reached such a point that as soon as they appeared, all races stopped fighting each other to target them?

Talk about being a rat crossing the street.

Dais was furious inside. He activated his shadow magic, his figure turning ethereal to dodge the iron clubs, magma, and other physical attacks, but he didn't expect that the biochemical fluids, with their spatial penetrating properties, splashed onto his dark skin, instantly causing flesh to tear and skin to split open.

"This is Falor, and you're the ones who should scram!"

Dais roared, leading the dark elves behind him in a surge forward, clashing with the Biochemical Legion in a tangled melee. Instants later, the two chaotic groups slaughtered each other. It was a high-level showdown between experts.

What a battle of the mighty.

Green blood splattered, red magma fell, and black ghostly shadows flitted among them, turning the entire Fierce Hell Avenue into a chaotic stewpot, with screams mingling with the cheers of the populace.

After all, Dais was a Tier Four Dark Elf, a natural-born assassin. In just a few movements, he had already reached the orc chieftain and, with a flick of his curved knife, beheaded him.

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[Remaining Time: Twenty Minutes]

"Great!"

An Su applauded and cheered in the audience, praising such an exciting confrontation, "Another citizen's troubles have been resolved."

The audience in the reception hall also began clapping, with Luojia caught in the middle, thinking it would be awkward not to clap, so they joined in as well.

What a ridiculous bad-review eliminator... Luojia thought to themselves.

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The First Star Church.

The azure starlight painted over the night sky, the entire church brightly lit, the demigod relic 'Life Ceremony' trembling slowly, about to display the name of the deceased.

Priest Paxi's expression was particularly grave.

Even he didn't harbor optimistic expectations for this.

Despite An Su being somewhat cunning, that was after all a full Fourth Order frontier world, especially in the Chaotic Falor of thirty thousand years ago; how could An Su cope?

Paxi felt he was exceptionally unlucky; why did it have to happen during his duty shift?

Now, the only thing he could do was pray.

The starlight slowly converged, forming huge letters, while saints and deacons present all held their breath.

[Deceased: Third Order Goblin Leader]

[Second Order Goblin]

Thank goodness, the Holy Maiden wasn't the one who died.

Paxi let out a sigh of relief.

[Death Composition: Volcanic Demon Kabusis (40%), Biochemical Orc Skard (40%), An Su Moningsta (20%)]

This result immediately sparked a wave of discussion.

Some believers were relieved, others dissatisfied, but most were confused.

"A Third Order goblin leader, and an initiate took it down?"

"Looking at the contributors, An Su has taken advantage of his teammates, hasn't he."

"Stolen credit?"

There were also believers who derided in low voices:

"To team up with a demon and an orc, truly shameful..."

Most of these believers were assistant deacons, strong enough, but lacking the chance to explore the frontier worlds for their promotion; for them, killing a Third Order goblin wasn't a big deal, especially when teamed with demons.

Just then,

The Life Ceremony started flickering again, everyone was startled - had another death occurred this quickly?

[Deceased: Third Order Biochemical Orc Skard]

[Death Composition: Fourth Order Dark Elf Dais (80%), An Su Moningsta (20%)]

"...."

All the believers widened their eyes, doubting their sight, or thinking there was an error in the Life Ceremony display.

You had just teamed up with an orc and now you mercilessly kill it!

And where did this Dark Elf come from?

A spy amidst them?

Everyone was curious as to how the orc died.

"What exactly is he doing in there..."

Priest Paxi's lips twitched slightly, but then he thought of An Su on the other side and felt it was quite normal.

It was something An Su could do.

What Priest Paxi didn't know was that all of this was merely the beginning.

In the next twenty minutes,

An Su was going to dominate the Life Ceremony readings.

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