Versatile Mage: Summoning Black Dragon, the pinnacle of divine power

Chapter 165 Chaos in the Parthenon
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boom!
"Heart……"

The door of the Holy Maiden Hall suddenly opened, and Mo Fan, who had passed through the Xinghe Mountain Road, walked in.

Looking at Caesar and the other two who were eating hot pot and barbecue in front of him, Mo Fan almost fainted from a heart attack.

He was fighting hard outside, but this is the scene inside? !
"Hey? Coming over?"

Caesar turned to look at Mo Fan and waved.

"Are you tired? Come and eat something."

“You…” Mo Fan almost couldn’t help cursing, but he really didn’t dare to!
Because this bastard is really going to beat him to death!

Then heal, then cripple again!

Then heal it!
"Young man, I know you have a lot of questions." Caesar said as he sprinkled seasoning on the barbecue.

"Can you answer?" Mo Fan couldn't eat anything at all.

"No," Caesar said.

"These things have nothing to do with you. They are our...family affairs."

Wen Tai, Ye Chang, Yi Zhisha, Ye Xinxia, ​​this farce is indeed a family matter after all.

It’s true that Ishisa isn’t a good person, but neither is Buntai.

That guy is very clear about life. He doesn't have much affection for Ye Chang or his daughter Ye Xinxia. After all, saints always like to sacrifice their own families for the sake of the public. But why can they sacrifice their own families?

Because they don't really care about this little family.

Wen Tai is not as glorious and righteous as the world thinks he is. He also has his own things to pursue.

That guy had been planning to enter the dark plane a long time ago, and it was not a spur-of-the-moment idea.

As a human being, Wen Tai does have a heart to save the world, but the current Dark King Wen Tai is more of a ruler of the dark plane rather than the former Son of Parthenon.

People change.

Ye Chang knew this clearly, but the love and hatred she had for Wen Tai in her heart could not be reduced just like that. The extreme emotional conflict made her go crazy.

"Did you arrange this?" Mo Fan asked.

"No," Caesar said.

"But I have nothing to do with it. After all, I am the biggest beneficiary of this matter."

“Your Parthenon is really interesting. It looks glorious and sacred on the surface, but who knows how much filth is hidden inside!” Mo Fan said coldly.

"You talk as if someone is so clean." Caesar shook his head.

"Before you talk about others, look at yourself first. Look at the demon blood in you. Do you really think that thing is so clean?"

"Why do you think you were able to join the national team? Why did you stand on the field in Venice?"

“Guess who’s got your back?”

“Guess why he supports you?”

"..."

"What do you want to say?" Mo Fan looked a little unnatural.

"You should use your brain," Caesar said.

"I know you are very tactful when it comes to magic and life, but you do have a lot of problems with your vision when it comes to these things."

"I originally had no interest in talking nonsense with you, but for Xinxia's sake, I'm kind enough to remind you."

Why did Hua Zhanhong promote Mo Fan? Why did he give him the green light all the way?

There is no other reason, it’s simply because the demon experiment was successful on Mo Fan!
Hua Zhanhong is the number one person in the Chinese military, and all experiments related to the demon system were conducted with his support.

He knew the power of the demon system best, so he needed Mo Fan, a successful experimental subject, to grow up so that he could observe more possibilities.

One demon is not enough, only more demons can bring about real change.

People in Hua Zhanhong's position must be extremely complicated.

From a national perspective, Hua Zhanhong is undoubtedly a great hero who serves the country and the people. It was he who led the army to resist the attacks of countless demons. It was also he who led the army to seize countless resources from the demon land and strengthened the power of human magicians.

But from the perspective of those who lost their innocent lives due to demonic factors, there is no difference between Hua Zhanhong and Saran.

To those who died, Hua Zhanhong was a devil, but to those who were alive, that guy would always be a hero.

They cannot and are not qualified to criticize Hua Zhanhong because they are also the beneficiaries of these filth.

"What do you want to say?" Mo Fan asked.

"I don't want to say anything. I've said everything I need to say." Caesar said.

"Tonight's plot is about to reach its climax. Do you plan to stay here or leave? It's up to you." "But I have to remind you that if you dare to use the demon system on the sacred mountain, you will die miserably."

The Condensed Evil Pearl was taken away by him. Mo Fan did not have any prepared demonic energy, and the essence stored in the little loach might not be enough. If this guy dared to kill people on the sacred mountain, he would not show mercy.

This is the Parthenon, his territory!

"..."

"Xinxia, ​​do you still want to stay in this place?"

After a moment of silence, Mo Fan looked towards Ye Xinxia.

The complexity of this place far exceeded his imagination. The Inquisition and the Parthenon were all calculations!

This place is not suitable for Ye Xinxia!
"Brother Mo Fan, I have my own path to take." Ye Xinxia said.

"I am no longer the crying kid I once was."

"But this is not your fight!" said Mo Fan.

"You don't belong here either!"

"You are really wrong. She belongs here." Asharuya said.

"She is the daughter of the Holy Son Wentai."

Mo Fan was stunned. "How can I..."

"If you want to tell a story, let's do it at another time. Now, it's time to start the main show." Caesar stood up.

The strange noise inside the temple needed a fog to clear it up. Mo Fan's demon system was easily out of control, and he didn't want to see his people being killed, so it would be better to let the people from the Black Church do it.

The last riot in Saran ended tonight.

……

"How many people in the Goddess Palace are your subordinates?"

High on the Goddess Peak, Caesar and Ye Chang quietly watched the sacred mountain gradually becoming chaotic.

The Hall of the Goddess, the Hall of Faith, and the Hall of Knights are now in chaos.

Some people are killing people, and some people are saving people.

Some are busy with the Dark Judgment, while others are dying from poison.

"Can't you read your own mind?" Ye Chang said.

"It seems you have guessed a lot." Caesar said.

"If you hadn't suddenly changed your mind, tonight would have been much more lively." Ye Chang said.

"You are not going to play tricks on me, are you?" Caesar said.

"Playing rogue?" Ye Chang raised her eyebrows.

"Weren't you the one who acted rogue first?"

She said that only death could stop all this.

So she looked forward to the day when Caesar would decide to kill her.

She has been preparing and waiting.

She thought that Caesar would not make up his mind to take action until she climbed up this sacred mountain and blood flowed like a river, but she didn't expect that this guy suddenly changed his mind when he was in Venice.

She was indeed caught off guard by this matter, so much so that some of her previous arrangements were disrupted.

But what she didn't expect was that this boy actually resurrected her.

As part of Saran, she existed above the forget-worm, which had been forcibly removed by Caesar.

She remembered those things, but the madness had left her.

She has lost interest in the past and now lives for only one thing.

"You said that all this would stop only if you died," Caesar said.

"But you didn't say I couldn't revive you."

"But I didn't say I wouldn't go back on my word," Ye Chang said.

"What if I regret it now?"

"Do you think you can stop me?"

"..."

(End of this chapter)