Versatile Mage: Unlimited Swordplay, Deconstructing Everything!

Chapter 180 Killing the Pope, the Traitor Hailong
“Lin Ling!” Pamis bit her lower red lip tightly.

One thing after another went beyond her plans, and now, the biggest obstacle to the whole plan has arrived.
"Old Wen?" Hailong looked up at the goddess statue with disbelief.

The goddess statue's original embracing arms have crumbled inch by inch, and countless fragments of stone are falling like teardrops.

On the chest of the statue, there is a huge, grotesque crater, as if it had been struck by a thunderbolt thrown down by a god.

Dense cracks spread wildly from the pit, like countless twisted black centipedes tearing out chilling patterns on the white stone surface.

The old man who had been extradited earlier was tightly embedded in the stone statue, with not a single part of his body intact. His eyes were rolled back, and he was barely breathing. His body was emanating a dark mist that sent chills down one's spine.

"Now it's just you two left, Pamishi and Hailong."

Roar! ! !
The Abyss Ancient Dragon roared at the two of them, shaking the entire Goddess Palace.

Outside the Temple of the Goddess, all the way down the mountain, countless monks dressed in believer uniforms or temple uniforms lay scattered all over the ground, stretching as far as the eye could see.

Lin Ling was like a god of death. His intense, almost tangible killing intent made Hai Long tense up instantly, staring at Lin Ling as if facing a formidable enemy.

He suddenly realized that his hands had started trembling involuntarily, and even when he forcibly grabbed them with his other hand, he couldn't stop the trembling.

"Do you want to make the same mistake again, Lin Ling?" Pamishi said confidently.

She knew that Lin Ling probably knew she was from the Black Vatican, but he had no evidence, otherwise he wouldn't have used such underhanded methods to frame her.

Urazine!!!

A chilling whistling sound suddenly rang out, and the standing goddess statue abruptly tilted and slowly fell backward.

boom! ! !
Amidst the rising dust and debris, the sound of something rolling seemed particularly abrupt.

Hailong's pupils dilated suddenly. What he saw was a head rolling on the ground, with a fearless expression on its face, as if it had not expected to meet such an end.

"pope.?"

The goddess statue fell because of its perfectly smooth broken feet.

Along with it, Pamis's life also came to an end.
The body seemed not to have reacted yet; the blood gushing from the severed neck was still a thin stream, and the blood vessels were still pulsating.

thump.
But in the end, his body, which had lost control, collapsed in the Temple of the Goddesses, a place that had witnessed the birth of countless goddesses and the trials and tribulations that had befallen the Parthenon since its founding.

The Parthenon's Mother Superior, the Black Papacy's Pope
Pamis fell from grace.

There were no reversals, no unexpected accidents; life is inherently so fragile.

"you?!"

Hailong never expected Lin Ling to act so decisively.

Without any evidence to prove that Pamis is the Pope, killing Pamis is tantamount to killing the Temple Mother who has dedicated more than 20 years to the temple and is loved by countless people.

This is practically going against the world!
How could Lin Ling dare to make such a choice?!
"Hailong."

"!!!"

Seeing Lin Ling's gaze, Hai Long immediately retreated ten meters, as if only by creating distance could he gain a sense of security.

Even so, he still felt there was nowhere to escape, as if he could not escape Lin Ling's grasp no matter how he tried.

Unbeknownst to him, the shadow cast on the ground by the light silently rose, its arm transforming into a dark blade, held against his neck.

Even before the extremely sharp blade touched her, drops of blood were already seeping out. Shadow magic? Black magic?

When was it used?

He didn't sense any magical fluctuations at all.
“I know you have been protecting Ye Xinxia in secret. I will not ask you why or whose reason it is. Now that the Parthenon has lost its matriarch, Ye Xinxia is the only remaining saintess of this generation.”

"Her soul is in Ye Xinxia's body. She will become the goddess of the temple in this generation. At the same time, Asha's name will be cleared and she will become a saint again. I need you to add Asha's name to your list of protected persons and contact me if any unexpected situation occurs."

"Okay, I promise you."

Hailong understood the hidden meaning in Lin Ling's words and agreed without hesitation.

He was indeed a ghost keeper of the Black Church, but strictly speaking, he was not truly a member of the Black Church.

Before becoming the priest, he was a knight of the Holy Son Wentai, rising all the way from Blue Star to Golden Glory, and now he is the Lord of the Knights Hall.

He joined the Black Church after the death of the Holy Son, Venté. The reason he joined was also given by the Holy Son. Although he could not understand it, he still followed the Holy Son's orders.

During his time with the Black Church, he did not do anything immoral or unethical for them, which was in accordance with chivalry.

However, in order to protect Ye Xinxia, ​​the last bloodline left behind by the Holy Son, he would sometimes help Pamishi eliminate certain people.

These people are the same as the Black Vatican, having stepped into darkness and covered in blood.

So he didn't refuse; in order to protect Ye Xinxia, ​​he chose to sacrifice his own life.

"Very well, then let's leave it at that," Lin Ling said calmly.

Suddenly, Hailong realized that his shadow had reappeared on the ground and was shifting as he moved.

It is indeed more reassuring when the shadow is on the ground.

“You killed Pamishi, and we were the only witnesses. I have evidence to prove that Pamishi was from the Black Church, and that the old man you put on the goddess statue was the extradition chief. I also have evidence, but if I do that, my position may become such that I can no longer stay in the temple.”

Without any hesitation, Hailong decisively sold off Pamis and the head of the extradition, since with Pamis dead, the Black Vatican had lost its last insurance against the bomb.

It is believed that the other bishops will soon sense the Pope's death through the Bloodstone, and at that time, a bloody storm may break out again for the papacy.

The Black Church has long been a huge dark organization with a very sophisticated operating system.

The death of Pamas does not mean the dissolution of the Black Papacy. Before all the cardinals are completely killed, a new pope will be born; it is only a matter of time.

dong dong dong~
The sudden sound of pounding instantly drew their attention.

Hailong looked in the direction from which the sound came and immediately remembered something that had happened earlier, so he told Lin Ling about it.

"Looks like we've found it."

Lin Ling waved his hand and used his spatial power to move the countless fragments of the goddess statue aside.

The next second, a brick was flipped open with a "bang," and a figure emerged from it—it was Asha'ruya.

"Lin Ling? Your appearance means everything is over, right?"

"Yes, this turmoil is finally over."

　The Parthenon story is finally over; it's gotten a bit long.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)