"Trees need to be pruned to grow more prosperously," Mo Yingge said slowly while looking at them.
"The Holy City really needs a thorough baptism to restore its former purity." Uriel was the first to nod in response, as if he already had a plan in mind.
"In the future, the power related to magic will be returned to the joint jurisdiction of the five continents magic associations. The Holy City will still exist, but it will only serve as the Holy Inquisition Tribunal and the Different Inquisition Tribunal to execute the trials of magicians." Mo Yinge looked around and continued said.
Standing in this half of the holy city, Mo Yingge re-drawn the rules of the world.
This rule is just a few words.
The person who spoke was Mo Yingge, and she was the one who set the rules. There was no compromise, no bargaining. Whatever she said, the other archangels could only agree!
All they had to do was take out their notebooks and carefully write down every word Mo Yingge said, just like angels facing the real god and listening to his teachings after a war.
"Everything is as you wish!" Uriel bowed and said.
"It doesn't have to be like this, I have no intention of governing you." Mo Yingge frowned slightly, this guy's respect for her was a bit outrageous.
"You are an angel too, aren't you?" Uriel raised his head and asked boldly.
Mo Yingge did not deny that in essence, she was indeed similar to the Archangels of the Holy City. Their angel soul embryos were constructed from fragments of the original fragments of the Holy Plane. To a certain extent, her angelic rank was still One level higher than them.
This is an established fact and there is no need to argue.
Of course, the Holy City has not just guarded the seven fragments for so many years. They have already built their own angel system. Those ten-winged punishment angels, four to eight-winged virtue angels, and four-winged angels are all capable. It is a method developed by the Holy City itself based on the soul fetuses of seven archangels.
However, after several generations of inheritance, the soul fetuses of the seven archangels are completely different from the original ones. There is also a lot of power in the Holy City, which makes it convenient for the Archangels to quickly increase their strength after returning to the Holy City.
It is precisely for this reason that Uriel was not too excited when faced with Mo Yingge directly taking away the origin fragment of the archangel's inheritance core. He had already known from Sharja that this day would come, and he also knew that the archangel soul fetus would If we continue to pass it on, it will be enough.
"We will support you, the goddess of magic, the saint of salvation!!" Uriel continued, his expression no longer calm at this time.
When the Holy City was half destroyed, Uriel was not too excited, but now he became excited.
"Teacher, you have dispelled the darkness and brought light to the world. We support you, the prophesied angel of salvation - the Messiah!"
Shajia hugged Mo Yinge's arm, leaned into her ear and whispered in her ear: "The Holy City can be destroyed, but those magicians have nowhere to go. You can completely control the power of the Holy City. I know you don't like management. power, but now only you can execute the will of the world. This world that is riddled with holes needs a flag to guide it for the time being, and no one is more suitable than you."
Indeed, in this way, as long as Moyinge agrees, this war will become an internal struggle within the Holy City. Those clergymen in the Holy City and even the hundreds of millions of people who believe in it will still practice the Holy Spirit as before. city rules.
In this turbulent era, the world can no longer tolerate much trouble.
As for that prophecy, I can only say that there have been countless versions for thousands of years. The concept of Messiah’s salvation has been circulating in the world. It can be said that every year there are people advocating that the savior will be born somewhere. Unexpectedly Today it's her turn.
"Messiah, I remember isn't that what your holy city has been denying? Some people say that it is the reincarnation of your magical heavenly father. Why, are you admitting it now?" Mo Yinge smiled lightly and pinched Sakya's cheek. Xiao Lian asked back.
Who would have known that Sakya opened her magic book with a smile, and without blushing or heart beating, she directly used magic energy to write on the title page in front of everyone, and what she wrote was none other than the "Angel of Salvation" Messiah. prophecy!
"It didn't happen before, but now it does." Sakya blinked her charming and beautiful eyes, leaned over and paid the highest courtesy to her teacher respectfully.
"We will support you, the Angel Messiah who rectifies the clarity, dispels the darkness, and saves the world!!"
"As we all know, there are eight out of the seven archangels in the Holy City." Mo Fan complained from the side.
Uriel and Raphael looked at each other and paid the highest courtesy to Mo Yingge in front of everyone.
Although the other priests were a little confused, they also followed the archangel and made the same move.
Mo Yinge took a deep breath and gave Shajia a hard look. When did this girl learn to be bad? !
She turned around, then took a deep look at Uriel and said, "Is this your plan? It's a lot of courage, and it's crazy enough to give up the Holy City."
Uriel lowered his head and remained silent. His fight with Sharjah was not about just drinking tea and chatting with nothing to do. Every change in the situation made the balance in his heart continue to tilt.
"Teacher, aren't you willing?" Sakya was so anxious that her eyes almost burst into tears.
Mo Yinge stretched out his hand, gently rubbed her soft hair, scraped her nose lovingly, and slowly said:
"I am not your savior angel, and I have never had a savior. The beauty of this world should be protected by everyone, and the future will be created by us together."
Sharjah and Uriel were both stunned. They had never thought that Moyingge would give up the power that was at his fingertips.
A smile appeared on the corner of Xinxia's mouth. As expected, her sister was still the same sister Crow.
Mo Fan scratched his head and interrupted his thinking in time, otherwise he would have lost his brain soon.
In the history of the development of human magical civilization, some heroic figures indeed played a big role in it.
However, the creator and developer of magical civilization is not a certain hero, but a large number of ordinary magicians.
Without countless magicians, those so-called heroes would not be able to use magic.
Take the struggle in the Holy City as an example. Moying only used his ability and influence to guide this change at the right time.
Therefore, she is just a leader.
For herself, Mo Yingge just wanted to protect them; for the Holy City, she never thought about completely annihilating them; for the whole world, she never thought about dominating everything.
"Today's world is not a one-time event, a region or a country is threatened. The whole world is experiencing disasters, monsters are raging, sea monsters are invading, the world is cooling, and sea levels are rising."
"This era is full of crises and the world is devastated. We should all unite and stop engaging in meaningless struggles!"
"And don't let down the people you love and the people who love you."
Mo Yingge released the soul fetuses of the seven angels and allowed them to leave, either to return to their hosts, or to wander the world again in search of new hosts.
She has never thought about fighting for power, let alone dominating the world. If there is an ideal she wants to realize, then she hopes it is - world peace! !
Mo Yingge smiled sincerely. She didn't know that her smile was recorded, and she didn't know how many people had been cured and how many people had been rekindled with hope.
"Let's go, it's time for us to go home." She said to the group of relatives and friends.
She didn't know why, but after this struggle that affected the whole world, she just wanted to go home and lie down.
Well, it's best to have a few little sisters with you.
Mo Yingge came gently, defeated the decaying holy city, and prevented the darkness from coming; then turned around and left gently, leaving only a word of comfort flowing in people's hearts.
"Don't let it down." Shajia repeated Mo Yingge's words, her eyes getting brighter and brighter.
"Gabriel, it seems that you have gained a clear understanding. You will be in charge of the Holy City from now on. My practice is not enough and I need to go to the human world to experience it again." Uriel said to Sharjah seriously.
"Let's go together. I still miss the time when I was a bard, helping others and being happy and comfortable. When did I lose that kindness? Maybe it's time to find it." Raphael Also mentioned.
There is another thing they did not say, that is, they are giving up power to Sharja. After all, it is difficult to say why Mo Yingge did not destroy the Holy City system. Is it really because of her pity for the world as she said, or just because of her own Is the student one of the archangels too?
no one knows.
"Hahaha, I'll leave the Holy City to you Gabriel. I'm going to head east. What do you think, Uriel?" Raphael's voice was somewhat relaxed and cheerful, as if he had really put down a lot of packages.
"Well, let's go to the East." Uriel had the same idea as Raphael. He wanted to see what kind of land could give birth to a person like Mo Yingge.
Sakya opened her mouth and was speechless for a moment.
She seems to have no reason to stop others from pursuing poetry and distance. But are you two sure that you are not leaving the mess to yourself? ?
Sakya turned around and looked at the half of the holy city left and the devastation outside the city, and couldn't help but feel sad.
Damn it, she is just a little angel crow in her twenties, why should she endure all this?
Sakya took a deep breath and said loudly to those who had not left yet:
"Pass my order to all those who are still willing to stay in the Holy City to relocate. We will go to the Holy Inquisition Court. People will be sent here regularly to try to repair the environment."
"From now on, there will no longer be a Holy City or a Tribunal. There will only be a Holy Tribunal in the world. As the highest court that hears magician affairs, we will invite representatives from all over the world to discuss a new order in three months."
"Finally, I wish for world peace, magic progress, and humankind prosperity!!"
There are still a considerable number of people who stay. Some of them have been working for the Holy City for generations and have been unable to leave here for a long time; some are willing to believe that the Holy City will change its mind after this battle and regain its sacred glory.
There were also some people who wanted to follow Xinxia, but they were all rejected by Xinxia.
The Parthenon has never lacked reputation and strength, and there is no need to rob people at this time. In comparison, she hopes that the temple can maintain its purity in the difficult struggle and not make the mistakes of the Holy City. .
"Then where are we going now?" someone asked.
These people were all people who had joined the Holy City with ideals in mind. They all came from relatively ordinary backgrounds. They had seen the darkness of the Holy City before and were helpless. Now they have nowhere to go after finally escaping.
Those who have a life experience can still return to their families even if they leave. They have left the Holy City and are not accepted by the Parthenon. Is it possible that they will join other major forces?
Then they might as well continue to stay. They would not be so naive as to think that those forces would really let go of their past feud.
"We are also going to the East, that ancient magical civilization that I have longed for for a long time!" said a prestigious old priest.
This is an old mage, and he is also a rare ascetic who is respected by many people. Although he has never participated in the affairs of the Holy City, he enjoys a high status among the clergy. In the previous war, It was he who showed strength that was almost comparable to that of Seraph and blocked the Winter Princess of the North Kingdom.
Now the old mage's answer immediately cheered everyone up.
"Yes, I'm going to pursue the goddess!" Some younger people were already shouting excitedly.
Soon the elders also became excited. Although the "goddess" they shouted may not mean the same thing, it did not prevent these people from going on a pilgrimage to the East.
Yes, this group of people designated this trip as a "pilgrimage"!
If Mo Yingge knew about this, he would definitely have a headache.
The good news is she doesn't know yet.
The bad news is.
"Wow, dad is angry, sister, come and save me!" Mo Fan cried out while peeing and crying.
If Mo Yinge, Mo Fan, and Xinxia are considered to be the strongest trio in today's human world, even if they are regarded as extremely shining in the history of mankind, there will always be one person who will always suppress them. One of them.
That person is Lao Mo! !
So what about the Evil Saint King? Just slap him and see if he dares to fight back?
You're laughing so hard, you don't even dare to talk back!
"You brat, if I hadn't seen the news, I wouldn't have known that you were arrested!" Mo Jiaxing grabbed Mo Fan's ears angrily, but his eyes flashed with deep concern and worry.
"Dad, just calm down."
Mo Yingge also wanted to save a wave of Mo Fan, but no one was saved in the Holy City.
"Girl, you haven't explained what you're hiding from me." Who knew that Old Mo's question would make Mo Yingge lose all his fighting spirit in an instant.
"Dad! Dad! Listen to my explanation~" Mo Yingge gave Mo Fan a helpless look.
There was no way she could be saved and she should wait to die. She couldn't even save herself.
Even though she was punching the eighteen-winged Eternal Seraph outside and kicking the unlucky cross-border King of Darkness, when she got home she could still humbly call her daddy.
Xinxia hurried over to give Lao Mo a leg and a squeeze on his shoulders. As expected, Xinxia was the most beloved. After a while of persuasion, Lao Mo calmed down.
He wasn't really angry. The children had grown up and all had great abilities, but he just couldn't help but worry!
No matter what achievements the three people have, what strength they have, and how many people admire them, in Mo Jiaxing's eyes, these are the children he watched grow up, and they will always be just his children.
He is just an ordinary person, and all he can give is this little bit of care.
But he didn't understand how important his concern was to Mo Yinge, Mo Fan, and Xinxia.
The higher you stand, the more valuable and cherished you feel!
"It's good to be back, it's good to be back!" Mo Jiaxing finally said with a comforting smile.
Wish book friends a long and healthy life QAQ
Hahahaha, I didn’t expect that the Holy City had several more pictures than expected. emmmm, it’s really over this time, and the last section is next. Qingya can be considered the best mood of Luanpang. It’s not that he doesn’t want to fill in the holes. Or continue to write, but when the settings are basically written, I really feel that there is nothing left to write, and if I continue to write, it will just be an almost invincible cleaning, which has no meaning. That way is really not disappointing. Responsibility, I have deviated a lot from my previous assumptions. I don’t care about the collapse of my combat power in the future. As long as I can finish telling my sister’s story, I will be satisfied. Good night, babies, I must be happy every day~ I love you!
(Speaking of which, I feel like I can’t write three million words of QAQ. I’ll see if I can write some extras later to round it all out~)
