Versatile Mage: Unlimited Swordplay, Deconstructing Everything!

Chapter 181 Izusa: Are you my master?
"Hmm~ I didn't expect to be wearing this uniform again so soon~"

Asaria twirled gracefully, lifting her skirt like an innocent child. Her snow-white skirt billowed in the air, resembling a newly blossoming white rose unfolding its petals in the sunlight.

"Well, this is probably the first time you've seen me dressed like this, right?"

With her swan-like neck held high, the alluring charm she once exuded blended with the saintly nobility, transforming into an even more alluring poison.

Even Lin Ling couldn't help but look away, using a cough to cover up her embarrassment.

The unrest at the Parthenon was fueled by evidence submitted by Hailong and a video recording previously made by Asha'sia of a conversation between Pamishi and Salam.

These two irrefutable pieces of evidence directly cemented Lin Ling and Asha's reputation as "heroes who possess a noble will, willing to taint themselves with darkness in order to eradicate it."

Pamis took all the blame.

Asha's name was naturally cleared, and she regained her position as a saintess. As Lin Ling and Pamishi had predicted, Ye Xinxia also chose to return to compete for the position of goddess.

Not many people knew that Ye Xinxia possessed a divine soul, but according to their plan, they intended to gradually spread this news, preferably by having Ye Xinxia demonstrate her divine soul techniques in front of everyone, so that she could rightfully become a goddess.

Asha's ambitions were never for the position of goddess. The more dazzling Ye Xinxia's brilliance, the easier it would be for her to act.

Especially when the world-shaking fact that the Parthenon's matriarch, Pamela, was the Black Papacy pope spread, the temple's faith plummeted to an all-time low.

A large number of believers chose to leave the Parthenon Temple, and even many Blue Star Knights and Gold Radiance Knights left the Parthenon Temple.

After all, in this holy land of faith and light, the matriarch of the Parthenon could be the same Black Papacy pope who has stirred up bloodshed and terror around the world.

Moreover, Pamishi has been around for decades. Can such an organization still be called a holy land of light?
It is easy to imagine that the darkness hidden within was enough to drag the entire temple into the abyss.

As a result, the credibility of the Parthenon plummeted, and it no longer possessed the unparalleled appeal it once did. Even the number of worshippers coming to the temple mountain decreased significantly, and the inspections of support teams sent by various countries to the Parthenon became exceptionally strict.

They were afraid that members of the Black Vatican might have infiltrated them.

"What's wrong? Are you shy? I didn't see you like this when I was lying on your bed before~" Asha Ruya said with a smile.

She loved seeing Lin Ling embarrassed; it was particularly amusing.

"Now the Parthenon is leaderless, and those families that have supported the temple since its founding are now preparing to violate the rules established by the first generation and interfere with the temple." Asha'ruya suddenly changed the subject.

"If a member of a noble family were to temporarily lead the temple, the temple would quickly become corrupted by noble families and lose its purity."

Asha's mother didn't want to see the place where she grew up become worse and more evil.

However, at present, there are only a few people who are qualified to temporarily assume the position of Temple Mother.

The great sage, or Hailong.

However, Hailong is currently under investigation by the Holy Tribunal and cannot take control of the situation for the time being.

The great sage was even more reluctant, because stepping forward would mean facing pressure from those ancient families, a pressure that not everyone could withstand.

Although Asha'ruya and Ye Xinxia are also saintesses, they are too young and their qualifications are not enough to convince the public.

"Then there's only one option left. Let's go. It's time to wake up that guy who's lying there so comfortably."

Lin Ling and Asha Ruiya walked towards another palace.

From a distance, this palace evokes a sense of impending war and smoke, with a somber and chilling atmosphere pervading the space.

It doesn't inspire any desire to enter. This palace belongs to Izusa, the younger sister of the holy son Wentai, who was once only one step away from becoming a goddess but died young in an accident.

Now, only a few maids are responsible for cleaning and regular inspections of the palace.

Apart from that, very few people come here.

The two pushed open the door and entered the deserted palace. It was pitch black inside, with only a few crystal chandeliers illuminating the way.

Following the expensive red carpet, the two walked to its end, where a crystal coffin lay quietly.

Inside the crystal coffin, a woman of imposing presence, whose every glance seemed to convey the roar of war, lay with her hands clasped over her abdomen, like a sleeping beauty.

Strangely, time seemed to have left no trace on this body that had been dead for many years; the smooth and delicate skin still shone with a fair glow under the light of the crystal chandelier.

Even her hair was smooth and silky, showing no signs of being the hair of a corpse.

Her peaceful sleeping appearance makes it hard not to feel that Izusa could wake up at any moment, as if she had never died, but had just been sleeping in a long dream.

"There was no heartbeat, but there was indeed a very faint aura of darkness lingering around the heart."

Asaria tried to sense the situation inside Inossa's body and indeed sensed a dark aura.

Logically speaking, there shouldn't be this kind of aura inside a corpse, since if the dead were to come back to life, they would be considered ghosts.

Even though Wen Tai sent her to find Yi Zhi Sha, she wasn't quite sure how to wake Yi Zhi Sha up.

The world's only resurrection spell can only be cast by a person with a divine soul. We can't exactly have Ye Xinxia come and resurrect Yi Zhisha, can we?

Resurrection magic is not a magic without a price.

"I should be able to wake Yizhisha up." Lin Ling arrived in front of the crystal coffin.

Since the fragmented power of the Dark King's authority was completed, he was able to connect to the Dark Dimension and truly possess a portion of the power of the Dark King's authority.

Although she didn't possess such immense power, Izusa's ability to be resurrected was also due to Wen Tai's influence.

Now that the benevolent Wen Tai is gone, and the power is in his hands, he is the backup candidate in Wen Tai's plan to awaken Yi Zhi Sha.

"That Wen Tai guy, he really thought of everything."

Black flames ignited in his pupils, and in that instant, he felt a connection established between himself and the dark aura in Izusa's heart.

"Awaken, Inosa."

The lingering, swirling darkness instantly surged into the crimson heart, turning it black.

The next second, the heart began to beat, gradually reviving the long-dormant body.

The long-dormant Sleeping Beauty finally opened her eyes, her sharp gaze sweeping over everything before finally settling on Lin Ling.

"Are you my master?"

"So that's what he likes? How scary!"

　The butterfly is crooked! Aa ...
　　
　
(End of this chapter)