Versatile Mage: I was reborn as Mo Fan

"Everyone, stand up. The Day of Praise is the time to show your loyalty. Now is still the election day." Then, seeing these maids and female sages were so anxious to vote for Ye Xinxia, ​​the Palace Mother scolded them unhappily.

"Palace Mother." Ye Xinxia glanced at the executioners who were escorting Black Pharmacist away and said, "Leave this man to me."

"This..." The Palace Mother hesitated, but when she saw Ye Xinxia's eyes, she gradually realized that Ye Xinxia's words were not a request. Now that the other party was a goddess, she had already mastered the right to surpass herself.

Even if the several major hidden clans have not yet surrendered, she cannot disobey them now.

"Well, we must keep a close eye on him. He is a key to the Black Church."

"Well, Palace Mother, thank you for your concern. Please go back to Goddess Peak to rest. I will take care of the rest." Ye Xinxia said to the Palace Mother.

The palace mother nodded.

The election was over, and the power of the entire Parthenon was completely handed over to Ye Xinxia. Although a formal handover would be made on tomorrow's Day of Praise, it would make no difference to give all the power to Ye Xinxia now.

The most important thing is that, just as Mo Fan thought, Ye Xinxia resurrected Yizhisha, which undoubtedly made people's admiration for her reach a new level.

As for whether Yizhisha has revived the Golden Titan, it is no longer important.

Because everyone believes that the goddess has the ability to handle all of this.

Ye Xinxia did not stay here any longer. People saw her leaving the election platform and riding a holy silver bird, flying magnificently towards the sacred mountain of the Parthenon.

Behind her was an extremely mighty team of knights. A terrifying giant with black flames burning all over its body was lifted into the air by hundreds of knights and hundreds of flying dragons. It was displayed in front of everyone like a trophy, and was carried into the Parthenon along with Ye Xinxia's return to the sacred mountain.

The right to dispose of this giant naturally belongs to Xinxia.

"That was the emperor-level Golden Titan. Has he been killed?" People were extremely shocked.

The power that can kill an emperor-level creature in this world is quite rare. Not long ago, they were huddled under the black flames of this terrible giant, tortured by the heat wave, and in great pain. At this moment, this arrogant golden Titan was lifted up by the people of the Knights Hall like a beast...

"Its head and body have been separated. It must be dead. Oh my God, it's finally dead."

"Without the goddess, I'm afraid we would have become the residue and ashes under the feet of this demon god. Thank you, almighty goddess."

"Tomorrow is the first day of the Goddess's Praise. We must squeeze into the Goddess Mountain and receive her blessings no matter what!"

"I heard that the blessing on the first day of the ceremony can prolong your life..."

"No, no, that is the holy dew that can greatly improve your cultivation. Some magicians who are stuck at the bottleneck of the high level may be able to enter the super level because of that blessing."

Lifespan is related to the soul. Many magicians have suffered damage to their souls to varying degrees during the course of their practice. The trauma to the soul is different from the wound to the body and cannot be repaired.

So it is not false that the blessing of the first day prolongs life!
Similarly, it is also a fact that cultivation can be improved. Every magician knows that the strength of the soul is the spiritual realm. Once the spiritual realm is crossed, there is no such thing as a bottleneck in cultivation.

For many magicians who have entered the super level, the difficulty of their other systems going from high level to super level will be greatly reduced, and they can even complete self-promotion without external force. This is due to the spiritual realm. When their other systems reach the super level, their spiritual realm touches a higher realm, and the bottleneck becomes non-existent.

The election had just ended, but the disaster had not yet been completely resolved. There were still sounds of fighting outside the city, and the Athenian government was still struggling to deal with the many burned and destroyed streets. However, a large number of people had forgotten that tomorrow was the first day of the Praise to the Goddess. Countless people had flocked to the foot of the sacred mountain, just to be chosen into the Temple of Faith when the sun rose tomorrow, and to bathe in the blessed holy dew dripping from the olive branches.

But there are not so many truly devout people. Everyone has his own purpose, which is nothing more than for himself.
Goddess Peak. Observatory.

At nightfall, the sounds of fighting outside the city finally stopped, the city lights were turned on, and the prosperous scene was as if nothing had happened during the day.

The most important thing is that Xinxia showed her miraculous ability as soon as she took office, and resurrected all the super-class mages who had died.

Because of the birth of the goddess, all forces, all organizations, and all officials seem to have become more active...

The difference between the Saint Maiden and the Goddess is only one position, but Ye Xinxia has already felt the huge difference between the two in just half a day.

"Wallis, bring two people to see me. I want to talk to them about the Parthenon tomorrow." Ye Xinxia said to the female knight behind her.

The female knight Hua Lisi obtained the Holy Soul not long ago. She exudes a strong heroic spirit that makes even the most powerful people dare not approach her easily.

"They are..." Wallis asked.

"Palace Mother and Black Pharmacist."

The Black Pharmacist was put on a hood, the kind of black sack hood worn by death row prisoners. It allowed him to breathe but prevented him from seeing anyone outside.

In the eyes of the knights, the Black Vatican's bastard, the Black Pharmacist, was no longer qualified to even look at the Goddess.

The Black Pharmacist was a bit fat. He was forced to kneel down at the bottom of the stargazing steps. He didn't care about the knights' rude behavior towards him at all and even let out a strange laugh.

"You guys step back." Ye Xinxia's voice came out.

The knights all looked astonished and said that they could not let this extremely threatening person be alone with the goddess.

But Ye Xinxia still asked them to leave. Some words were not suitable for anyone to hear, including the loyal female knight Hua Lisi.

Everyone left.

Only Ye Xinxia and Black Pharmacist were left at the observatory.

The Black Pharmacist could not see anything, but he heard footsteps, the crisp sound similar to that of high heels. Each step was light, but the Black Pharmacist could not help but become nervous.

The Black Pharmacist clearly remembered that in his deepest memory of fear, there was the sound of heels, the sound of footsteps that frightened him to death!
"No, there's no need to take off my hood..." The Black Pharmacist no longer made that weird laugh. He bowed his body, not daring to show the slightest disrespect to the person in front of him.

"As an important figure in the Black Church, you, Black Pharmacist, can completely hide in the dark, why do you show up?" Ye Xinxia's voice came out.

"I have done what I should do. The Furious Poppy is my most perfect work left in this world. It is time to sacrifice my humble body and return to the heaven of the Holy See." The Black Pharmacist replied respectfully.

"Do you know who I am?" Ye Xinxia asked again.

"This..." The black pharmacist hesitated.

(End of this chapter)