I'm not really a gold saint

Chapter 560 The truth five years ago, the abolished pope
Red light flashed!

Manigot, who was punched by the Misty Demon Emperor, had scarlet eyes, and his eyes became extremely fierce.

This made both Shi Ang and Tong Hu aware of the ferocity of the magic fist.

"Manigot, break the illusion in your heart, and lift your mental hypnosis!"

Ding Li said: "Then... knock down this big tree in front of you!"

As soon as the words fell, Manigot kicked out, and the big tree as thick as a person was kicked in half by him.

The red light in his eyes disappeared, and his expression returned to normal.

"Manigot, where is your teacher Sage?"

Ding Li asked again.

"My teacher Sage... he was defeated by the current pope and imprisoned in the Sanctuary Prison!"

Manigot suddenly said: "It was all done by the pope who suddenly appeared five years ago!"

"No, to be precise, this is the will of the goddess Athena!"

Tong Hu and Shi Ang gasped, because neither of them knew these things.

It can even be said to completely subvert their cognition.

The hazy memories of the two began to become confused again.

Could it be that they were all hypnotized?

"Tonghu Shiang, catch the fist!"

Ding Li punched the two of them directly.

Immediately afterwards, the two of them were hit between the eyebrows by the Illusory Demon Emperor's fist.

The two returned to their normal state by knocking down the tree, and the part of the hypnotized memory emerged spontaneously again.

They all suddenly remembered that five years ago, an incredible event happened in the sanctuary.

That year, Sisyphus, the golden saint of Sagittarius, brought back a girl from outside the sanctuary.

The opposite is Athena, the goddess who only reincarnates once in more than 200 years.

But after this girl became the goddess Athena, the first thing she did was to step down Pope Sage, who had been in the sanctuary for 200 years, and at the same time recall the Libra Itia, who had survived the last jihad, to the sanctuary, making her a pope.

Sage was ordered to be arrested by Athena because he opposed the new Pope.

"What's going on? Why doesn't this match my original memory."

"Me too, I didn't even remember that my teacher was imprisoned by the Pope."

"Why is my memory distorted like this? Is it really hypnotized?"

After the memories of the three emerged, they couldn't help being horrified.

They looked at each other, telling their distorted memories, and also recalled their real memories.

It can be seen that the Illusory Demon Emperor Fist, which has a stronger hypnotic ability, completely offset the memory of the three people being hypnotized.

"You are all hypnotized, so the memory is distorted. Even the memory of the golden saint will be gradually distorted."

Ding Li explained: "Let me tell you the truth, the Athena in the Sanctuary is not the real Athena."

"It's a complete fake!"

His words were deafening, beating the golden saint's heart violently.

No one expected that not only the identity of the pope was in doubt, but even the goddess Athena was fake.

"so what should I do now?"

Tong Hu asked in surprise.

"Yes, if even Athena is a fake, then there must be something wrong with the entire Sanctuary, and we have nothing to do."

Shion said.

"How can we save old man Sage?"

Manigot cared deeply about his teachers.

Ding Li smiled slightly, took a deep breath and only said two words:
"rebel!"

……

At midnight, the sanctuary cemetery is eerie.

The night was extremely quiet, and occasionally there would be a few birds chirping, which sounded weird.

There are many grave mounds here, some trees are swaying in the shadows, and there are even ghost fires constantly floating.

"Senior, this is the sanctuary cemetery."

Manigot leads the way.

As the golden saint of Cancer, he has dealt with death since childhood and is familiar with cemeteries.

But this "predecessor" in front of him seems to be more familiar than him. It can be said that he is walking in the courtyard, walking faster and faster, and happier and happier.

"Yes... so comfortable, really comfortable!"

Facing the familiar cool wind in the cemetery, Ding Li felt very comfortable, as if he had returned to his hometown.

Yes, he is home.

The cemetery was his home.

"Senior, there are some bad rumors deep in this cemetery."

Looking at the depths of the cemetery where the will-o'-the-wisps floated, Manigot reminded: "It is rumored that there are ghosts of saints wandering here, and they will even attack ordinary people."

"Oh? The dead soul of a saint?"

Ding Li looked at the cemetery in front of him in surprise, and shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

"It's okay, you can go, I will leave here after dawn!"

Ding Li ordered.

Manigot nodded and left the cemetery.

This senior must have come to mourn the comrades who died before.

Let him enter the cemetery with a special barrier outside the sanctuary.

Then let the seniors stay quietly in the cemetery alone.

It is estimated that this old guy is older than his own old man, so he can be regarded as an immortal existence.

Seeing no one around.

Ding Li looked at the cemetery, which was as bright as a river of stars.

That's right, in his eyes, this cemetery is colorful, with balls of light like stars floating everywhere.

They waited shining in the dark night, like gems scattered on the ground, waiting for Ding Li to pick them up.

All attributes!
There are yellow ones, red ones, white ones, green ones...

This was a gift from Kronos, which upgraded him with the ability to bury corpses and absorb various powers.

Now he can gain power as long as he is in a place where there are corpses, no need to build a tomb, and no need to touch the tombstone.

The only difference is that it seems that he can only obtain attributes from these corpses, and the skills mastered by the corpses have not appeared.

"Come here, my little one!"

Ding Li let go of his own restrictions, and used the small universe to call the surrounding attribute light spheres.

In the blink of an eye, countless attribute light spheres emerged from the cemetery, frantically rushing towards Ding Li.

Some of these balls of light are comparable to fists, and some are only the size of soybeans, pouring into the body one by one.

[Small universe +1]

【Physical +0.5】

【Sensitive +2】

[Mind Power +1.3]

……

A series of messages flashed before Ding Li's eyes.

These are the attributes accumulated by the saints of the past generations, more than 200 years later.

After all, it was a world 200 years ago, and many corpses can still provide corresponding attributes.

The benefits are very obvious.

Ding Li could feel that various physical indicators were skyrocketing, and the three-dimensional attributes had directly increased by a large amount.

He used to be at the peak of the sixth sense and one foot in the seventh sense. As long as he tried his best to burn the small universe, he could reach the seventh sense, but now he easily broke through the seventh sense.

"Very well, I have fully entered the seventh sense. Next time on the night of the full moon, my telomeres will grow again. At that time, it will be the peak of the proper seven senses. Maybe one foot will step into the eighth sense."

Ding Li then used his thoughts to contact Shi On:
"Shion, prepare me an ownerless holy garment!"

(End of this chapter)