Versatile Mage: Unlimited Swordplay, Deconstructing Everything!

Chapter 170 Your grandpa will always be your grandpa
"It's lit up. You guys know what this thing is. I don't need to explain anything since it's glowing."

Pamis's expression remained unchanged, as cold as ever, but her heart was already in turmoil.

Lin Ling was also an insider.
Did Asha'ruya tell him?
In any case, the situation is now complicated.

"The bishop's bloodstone is glowing?"

"Whose bloodstone is this?"

"Pamishi, don't you need to explain yourself?"

Several high-ranking members of the temple, or the temple master of the Knights Hall, stepped forward and asked Pamishi questions.

They wouldn't assume that the possibility of the Black Vatican being the Mother of the Temple is zero just because Pamisi is the Mother of the Temple.

This suspicion will not disappear until Pamis provides a reasonable explanation.

Self-proving trap.

Seeing Pamishi in this situation, Lin Ling had already achieved his goal.

It would be easy for Ye Xinxia to clear her name; he had already sensed that Salang had blended into the crowd.

But what he needs to do is get rid of Pamis.

He is definitely not the only one who believes in the fate of Pamis.

Even if Salang knew he was being used, he would still do everything in his power to drag Pamis into the depths of hell.

She would absolutely not let this opportunity slip by.

“This is not the place to talk. Please come with me to the Spring Breeze Palace.” Pamishi remained composed.

He put away the bishop's bloodstone, had the other great sages disperse the crowd, and then walked to the other side with several other high-ranking members.

Lin Ling's earlier act of humiliating the Parthenon was simply overlooked.

"Whose bishop's bloodstone is that?!" Old Bao immediately stepped forward and asked.

The matriarch of the Parthenon is the Black Papacy.

This is no joke; the resources controlled by this position are so formidable that even superpowers like China and the United States cannot ignore them.

If Pames is indeed a member of the Black Church, then the Parthenon is probably already riddled with wormholes from infiltration.

Not to mention that over the years, Pamishi has reached various parts of the world and major organizations through temple support.

How many more Black Vatican members infiltrated during this period?
"Let's take Mo Fan to find Ye Xinxia first, and we can explain on the way."

Ye Xinxia was not imprisoned in a water dungeon or prison, but in a waiting room lit only by torches.

His hands were bound by two specially crafted chains, preventing him from moving freely.

Prior to this, the Parthenon had already been holding a stone-casting mechanism, where the number of black guilty stones would exceed the number of white innocent stones.

Ye Xinxia will follow in the footsteps of the Holy Son Wen Tai, whose life will be taken by the Dark Judgment and forever plunged into darkness.

At the moment of death, her soul will be reborn and leave Ye Xinxia's body.

"Xinxia!"

"Brother Mo Fan!"

Locked up and with lifeless eyes, Ye Xinxia never expected to see Mo Fan again, and the two embraced.

At the entrance, Lin Ling, Old Man Bao, and the others did not go in, but left the space to the two of them.

"Can you tell me now?" Old Bao pressed on.

“That bishop’s bloodstone does not belong to any cardinal; it is a fake bloodstone that I created.”

Lin Ling opened his palm and projected a bishop's bloodstone out of thin air in front of Old Man Bao and the others.

Its appearance and shape were exactly the same as the bishop's bloodstone, like a copy printed by a printer.

"fake?"

Pang Lai and Song He were shocked that Lin Ling would be so audacious as to use a fake bishop's bloodstone to frame the Mother of the Parthenon. Looking at the bishop's bloodstone that flickered on and off, Old Man Bao felt something was amiss.

It's one thing that the bloodstone is fake, but Pamishi's reaction just now was a bit abnormal.

"Although the Bishop's Bloodstone is fake, the Temple Mother Pamishi is indeed from the Black Vatican, right, Lin Ling?"

As expected of the founder of the Blue Sky Hunting Grounds, Old Man Bao did notice Pamishi's reaction just now.

"Old Song?! Do you know what you're saying?!"

"Old Song? Why are you going crazy along with Lin Ling?"

Pang Lai and Song He were startled by Bao Laotou's shocking words and swayed, looking around nervously, afraid that someone from the temple might have overheard them.

“Pamisi is indeed from the Black Papacy, and is the Pope.”

"pope?!"

Pang Lai and Song He gasped, feeling that the world was getting crazier and crazier, with even the Pope showing up.

"The Pope? If that's the case, then it makes perfect sense. But if Pamis is the Pope, then this matter concerning Xinxia wasn't secretly orchestrated by Pamis. Someone else was behind it and will definitely be the biggest beneficiary of this matter—the real mastermind."

Old Man Bao trusted Lin Ling unconditionally, knowing that Lin Ling wouldn't joke around.

Let's assume that Ye Xinxia was indeed thrown into the Stone of Guilt and then died in the Dark Judgment.

Therefore, all the saints of this generation at the Parthenon were disqualified.
Whoever can step forward here and gather the followers of the other saintesses will ascend to the position of goddess with an absolute advantage.

The Temple Mother and the Great Sage were all excluded; they were unable to participate in the selection of the goddess.

Leaving aside whether the newly chosen saintess is capable of handling such a large-scale undertaking, she also fails to win over the public.

Then it can only be the older generation of saintesses.
Isa.

Of all the past saintesses who met the criteria, only this one possessed a sufficient base of believers, as well as formidable strength and personal charisma.

Moreover, she is the younger sister of Saint Wentai.

The only point that doesn't hold true is that Issa is already dead, and her body is kept in the Parthenon.

This is a definite fact, not a false pretense.

Saintess Isaac has been gone for many years.
The idea of ​​a dead person setting up a plan was obviously absurd, and Old Man Bao quickly put this somewhat outlandish conjecture out of his mind.

“Song Qiming, you don’t really believe that the Queen Mother Pamishi is the Pope, do you? This is no joke.” Pang Lai also became serious at this moment.

"It's better to believe it's true than not to believe it's not true. Besides, I can guarantee that Ye Xinxia is not Sa Lang."

"How to guarantee it?"

Pang Lai saw Old Man Bao looking at Lin Ling.

“I’ve fought Salang a few times and even cut off her head once. If Ye Xinxia were Salang, she would be dead long ago. She’s not Salang. The reason she can activate Salang’s Bishop Bloodstone is because she is Salang’s daughter,” Lin Ling said.

???

Pang Lai and Song He both felt dizzy; the amount of information they had received in just a few minutes was more than they would in a year.

Just then, a group of knights led by a Gold Knight approached them.

"Lord Pang Lai, High Priest Song."

The Golden Knight approached the two men, bowed respectfully, and then spoke.

"The verdict on Saintess Ye Xinxia has been reached; the verdict is 'guilty.' Therefore, I have led this team to escort Saintess Ye Xinxia to the trial venue."

"What did you say?!"

A roar like that from the depths of the abyss exploded from everyone's backs, accompanied by a violent gale, as if the deepest hell had opened up.

　I've been experiencing a creative block lately, probably because I've been too busy. I'm definitely not in the right frame of mind, so I'll try to get back on track as soon as possible.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)