As the election approaches, the Parthenon finally regains some of its former bustle.
Lively but not noisy.
Someone had been calling for the election of a goddess for a long time. Everyone was looking forward to the emergence of a real goddess to save the people in deep suffering and lead the Parthenon to glory.
But for some reason, the goddess election was delayed.
Some people don't want the goddess to be chosen so soon, or in other words, they don't want the position of goddess to fall to a certain candidate.
But now, the date for the goddess election has been set and will be held on the next Fenhua Festival!
It will last for a whole month. Before the official election, the Acropolis of Athens will be filled with Parthenon believers from all over the world. Various traditional ceremonies and trendy activities held around the election will make the entire city The city becomes extra special.
Sheila without the goddess has no soul after all.
As time went by, various rumors began to spread.
What election secret?
There is something to be said about the relationship between someone and the two saints.
Shocked, the goddess has already been confirmed, and the inside story is shocking
Everyone likes to play tricks to attract attention, but when Mo Yingge saw some of these rumors, he didn't know why, but he always felt that something was wrong.
"Xinxia has been preparing for this since she returned. She has been fully recognized by the soul. The so-called ceremony is not necessary at all. The election is just a process, and the position of the goddess is just something in the bag."
"Yizhisha is nothing to worry about, and Astraea won't fight with Xinxia. The only thing we need to worry about is the black hand who has been hiding behind the scenes."
Mo Yingge came to Sheila, which was one of the reasons why she did not go to Shuangshou Pavilion with Mo Fan.
When Mo Fan set off in a hurry, she was still in Helan Mountain. When she came back, she found that the election in Xinxia was about to begin.
Mo Yingge was wearing a gray sweatshirt and was lost in the crowd of pilgrims.
She did not go directly to Xinxia, but felt the grand ceremony with her heart.
Goddess Peak has been completely banned, and rows of mighty Jin Yao Knights are stationed at the mountain gate. They are all super mages!
The once-destroyed Xinghe Mountain Road has long been restored to its original state, even more beautiful under the flower decorations of the festival.
All the flowers are blooming. The Parthenon is the leader of white magic. Their blessing and healing systems are famous all over the world. It seems easy for people to forget that their spiritual system and plant system are also the world's best. Go to the best place.
Flowers cover the ground, the gentle wind from the Mediterranean blows through the mountains and forests, and the fragrance seems to be washing people's hearts.
The crowd was crowded, but not chaotic. No one dared to do any impolite behavior at this time, and everyone was in awe.
"It's great. I'm afraid it's only here now that I can see so many ordinary people with happy smiles on their faces. Faith is really a wonderful thing." Moyinge said.
In a Xiangchi store affiliated to the Parthenon, the store that should have been crowded has closed its door, as if it has been booked by some big shot, which is very strange.
"It's just an ordinary person's drift." Astraea lay in the enchanted incense pool, revealing her jade neck as long as a swan.
"You Parthenon have so many powerful magicians following you." Moyinge also lay on the other side of the constant-temperature incense pool, relaxing all over.
Lean your head on the hot towel behind you, close your eyes and feel the medicinal effect of the vanilla slowly penetrate into your skin, soothing your muscles and spirit. It is indeed very comfortable and enjoyable.
"Faith is one thing. People always need someone to rely on. More importantly, the temple can give them the power, glory, respect and expectations they want." Astraea said lightly.
The Parthenon has the magic of resurrection and the blessing of the goddess.
The former brings hope. What a miracle it is that people can be resurrected after death. Even ordinary people will have some expectations for this. With expectations, there will be hope, and with hope, there will be a future.
Coupled with countless outstanding healing mages, this constitutes the largest source of faith in the Parthenon.
The blessing of the goddess is also the reason why magicians support it. The blessing of the gods can transform mediocrity and transform people. It is also the only method that can permanently improve people's magic ability. How can this not be sought after by magicians?
Mo Yinge has enjoyed Xinxia's praise from the gods. It does have a magical power that can even allow magicians to open the door to divine gifts!
A few great blessings and praises can greatly increase the chance that a magician will break through the limits of human beings and become a forbidden magic mage. It is no wonder that the Parthenon with its goddess is the real Parthenon.
"What about you? What do you believe in?"
"I'm afraid you are the only one who can directly declare that you will not participate in the election and just soak in the hot springs here." Mo Yinge said.
"I don't believe in Parthenon. I don't believe in anyone. Now that I have finally broken free from all shackles, can't I enjoy it?" Astraea laughed.
"By the way, you came to me specifically, is it because you feel guilty for me? Don't worry, I don't have any resentment. Xinxia is indeed the most suitable goddess for the Parthenon. Yizhisha is disgusting. The old woman only knows how to play tricks. In this chaotic era, what people need more is a goddess who brings peace and tranquility."
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Mo Yinge suddenly didn't know what to say. Astraea was too smart. She had seen through everything, including her purpose, and probably what she wanted to say next.
This made her a little depressed, so she simply buried her head in the water and blew out a small bubble to feel better.
"Of course, I'm definitely not willing to give up like this, so how are you going to compensate me, dear Sister Mo?" Astraea suddenly opened her eyes, left her original position, and her graceful body suddenly transformed. The fish swims away like a shadow.
But then Astraea couldn't help but exclaimed, water splashed everywhere, and the mist was hazy.
"Asha, you seem to have forgotten the gap between us?"
Mo Yingge held down Astraea in a funny way, and wanted to take the opportunity to sneak attack her, but he really thought too much.
"How do you know that I didn't let you catch me on purpose?" Astraea was not annoyed even if she was caught, but said with a smile.
Mo Yingge was slightly stunned. Astraea had already completed the short oil. Even if she was caught by Mo Yingge, who was a little angry, she did not struggle and let her control her.
You can't beat him anyway, so why bother struggling?
After playing around, the two of them started talking seriously in their nightgowns.
"Your continuous appearance in the Parthenon has probably attracted the attention of the Holy City. Last time at the Asia Magic Association, the Holy City failed to respond. If we attack again this time, even with that good student of yours, I'm afraid it won't be possible." It is difficult to stop the Holy City from attacking you, after all, there is more than one archangel." Astraea said seriously.
"Well, I know that the Holy City must be watching closely, so I didn't go directly to Xinxia." Mo Yingge said.
"The Holy City has known about your sisterhood for a long time, so it has been secretly obstructing the temple election. Some people do not really support Yizhisha, but do not want Xinxia to become a goddess. But after she came back last time, After all obstacles have been removed, what a glorious soul it is, even I can’t help but kneel down!" Astraea sighed.
Originally, there was still tension inside the Parthenon, but after Xinxia showed some tricks, those people became silent. The temple is the Parthenon after all, and the hand of the Holy City cannot reach that long.
This election was also pushed hard by Xinxia, and Yizhisha could only passively accept it.
"Oh, the ghost is still here!" Mo Yingge cursed secretly, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. Sooner or later, there would be a battle between her and the Holy City. It seemed that this time was not far away.
"Don't worry about them for now. Sharjah will help me keep an eye on it. Once the election here officially starts, it will be difficult for the Holy City to interfere. The whole world is watching here. The only thing I care about is Xinxia and Salan. The Black Holy See will not miss this opportunity, it is hard to say what trouble they will cause." Mo Yinge said in a deep voice.
"I'm afraid it's more than that. Your Xinxia family seems to have a lot of connections with the Pope?" Astraea said.
"What do you know?" Mo Yingge stared at her and asked.
"Yi Zhisha has always firmly believed that Xinxia is the Pope. This may not be groundless. She may really know something. At least my dear adoptive father did not tell me everything. Yi Zhisha was resurrected from the darkness. The order she received was to identify the purity of Xinxia, but it is obvious that she has other ambitions when she returns to the world. Power is really intoxicating, even for dead people." Astraea revealed some secrets, In the end, he mocked Yi Zhisha without any politeness.
"Xinxia is Xinxia!" Mo Yingge said seriously. She didn't care about those things. If there was darkness hidden in Xinxia's heart, there was no way she wouldn't be aware of it.
"But she seems to have her own ideas." Astraea said.
"When a child grows up, he will always have some little thoughts of his own. This is a good thing. It means that he has his own independent thinking and is ready to face challenges." Moyinge said.
"She is lucky, she has always been protected by you." Astraea's eyes flickered, and for some reason she turned her head half way.
She also had an older brother, but when she needed him most, the older brother who only knew how to trace the traces of her adoptive father left him and wandered in this world, leaving the weakest self to stay in the seemingly safe god. In the temple.
"You should know that I am not here just to protect you. Shouldn't a father who abandoned his wife and daughter stand up for once?" Moyinge looked at Astraea.
Speaking of which, her relationship with Xinxia and Astraea is really interesting.
Xinxia is the daughter adopted by her father, and Astraea is the daughter adopted by Xinxia's father. After going back and forth, everyone seems to be sisters.
There is a little secret about the Holy Plane between herself and Xinxia, but Astraea doesn't know it.
There is also a secret between Xinxia and Astraea about their saintly relationship, and I don’t know much about it.
Astraea is also connected to herself, so much so that Xinxia still doesn't know that Wentai has become the King of Darkness.
It's quite complicated. Three people have opened three groups. Yes!
He still learned Wentai's secret from the ancient king.
Listening to Mo Yinge's words, Astraea opened her mouth and was speechless.
Wen Tai foresaw the turmoil in the dark plane. No matter how carefully he protected the world, he could not change the fact that once the dark plane was torn apart, this fragile human world would be easily destroyed and trampled by those dark demons!
So he chose to fall into the darkness and sacrifice himself in exchange for a world that would not be invaded by the dark plane for thousands of years.
He is a great saint, and even this world will not remember his merits.
But he is not omnipotent, his daughter is homeless, and his wife has become a super villain who wants to destroy the world!
"You are right, but you should also know that the power of the Dark King is difficult to put into this world. At most, it will take away some wandering souls and conduct some power transactions." Astraea said softly.
"I know this."
Mo Yingge narrowed his eyes slightly. When Su Lu sacrificed his soul to summon the Dark King's clone, it was fortunate that it happened to be in the dimensional space he created, otherwise the Dark King's hand would not be able to reach out.
Of course, it is not impossible to cross the line forcefully, but the price would be too high.
Wentai may be willing to bear the price, but the election is in the Parthenon, and the holy power will prevent the dark power from coming.
"You help me contact that incompetent father. He should take a look at how outstanding his daughter is. As for the rest, let me have a good talk with him."
Astraea could only do as she was told. She knew that Mo Yingge had other ways to contact the dark plane, and she did not necessarily have to find herself.
An inexplicable black fog descended, and a vague black shadow slowly emerged.
The face of the black figure cannot be seen clearly, only a pair of eyes are exposed, silently staring out the window at the scenery of the Acropolis and the Parthenon in the distance.
"Ta-ta-ta" Mo Yingge tapped his fingers on the table, not in a hurry.
"Daughter of the Holy World, why are you looking for me?" After a long time, Wen Tai turned around and asked.
There was no formal ceremony for him, he was just moved by the scene and could not recover for a long time.
"Don't argue with me, I just want to ask you one thing. Are you ready to clean up the mess you left back then?" Mo Yinge asked straightforwardly.
"I can't interfere in this world." Wen Tai told the truth.
Mo Yingge chuckled. She didn't believe this. For a Dark King, this was nonsense, but for Wen Tai, it was true.
What he wants is to prevent darkness from coming to the world. If he takes action unscrupulously, it will run counter to his self-sacrifice, so he can't do it.
"I have a hunch that Salan will definitely make big moves, and the Pope who has been hiding will also show his flaws. Xinxia is manipulated by them. If you don't take care of them, how can the bright buds you expect bloom out of pure Stamen?"
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Ah, I think it may need a little explanation. To be clear, starting from the mention of global cooling, the timeline is half a year earlier than the original text, so all subsequent plots are a year and a half earlier than the original text.
This chapter is not very well written, I hope you can forgive me.
Thank you, Qingya! ! !
Ahaha, this is the last volume. Please read and cherish it. I wish book friends long and healthy life! ! ! Love you! ! !
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