Chapter 1552: Sa Lang Makes a Rage About the Goddess Election
Yi Zhisha said bluntly: "I admit that I designed the conspiracy that I united with the Holy Inquisition on the mountain of God, and I designed you to be the cardinal Sarang, because I knew early on that you and Sarang will be together. Lang is related by blood, and knows why Pamis, the mother of the temple, wanted you to be recruited into the Parthenon."
"So I made a little trick on the bloodstone on purpose, and let the people of the Holy Sepulcher increase the inspection sensitivity of Sarang's bloodstone. As long as the blood can match a little, it will emit red light, and add a little light magic to enlarge it. The light can become the same as the bloodstone trigger."
"Until later, I found out that I was wrong. The bloodstone was not Sarang's own bloodstone at all, but the bloodstone belonging to the Pope. It was not Sarang's bloodstone that the American free mage snatched from that mysterious person. , but the Pope's or the future Pope's! This is probably why you can grow into a towering tree so quickly."
"You are actually the pope of the Black Vatican! You have been in control of the darkness of the entire world. It's just that you have been playing two identities. You said that you killed Pennyja unconsciously, but you neither forgot the bug nor Without being brainwashed, you killed Pennyja with your own hands."
"The reason is that Pan Nijia learned from the Holy Inquisition that you might be the disappearance of Sarang. Like me, she thought you were Ye Chang's successor, the next Sarang. She confronted you and asked you to give up the position of goddess. give her."
"In the end, she guessed wrong like me. You are not Sarang but the Pope. Your Pope's personality awakened and killed Pennyja!"
"Because that's your other personality, and you don't know her existence, so no matter how much you used mind magic, you didn't know that you killed Pennyja."
"Sa Long! It's your protector! The reason why Sa Long appeared is to protect your identity as the Pope!"
For a while, the audience was silent, and Ye Xinxia was speechless. She didn't know how to answer Yi Zhisha's question. It was outrageous to say that she was Sa Long at the beginning, but now she is talking nonsense, and there is no evidence at all. With one mouth.
It is true that spreading rumors is all about the mouth, and dispelling rumors is a waste of time.
When Ye Xinxia killed Pan Nijia, the world's top spiritual mages came to judge, even the country's Forbidden City mages came, but there was still no trace of Ye Xinxia being controlled, so Ye Xinxia was ordered to be executed at the beginning.
It was only later that the soul appeared and Sa Lang came out and confessed to all the crimes, so Ye Xinxia got rid of the charges.
Ye Xinxia felt that she should say something, but she felt that arguing with such a crazy woman would only lower her IQ.
So Ye Xinxia simply kept silent, waiting for the final voting stage to start.
Because the votes of Ye Xinxia and Yizhisha are the same, Ye Xinxia has the support of high-level magic in Britain and Russia, while Yizhisha has the support of the United States and Europe in South America.
For the Parthenon, the support of high-level magic in Western countries is the most important, so now they are equivalent to two to two, and the final decision is handed over to the believers in Greece.
Every believer who comes to worship has two kinds of flowers in their hands, olive flower and jasmine flower. The olive flower represents Ye Xinxia, and the jasmine represents Yizhisha. When the election begins, Greek believers run into the air representing the saint they support, which means they have voted.
It is up to the people of all Greece to decide who is the goddess.
These flowers are special faith collectors. When believers hold flowers in their hands and pray the name of the saint they support in their hearts, they will pour the power of faith into the flowers, and when the flowers are thrown into the sky, they will turn into flowers of faith Fly to the statue representing the saint.
The temple mother, Pamishi, was standing still in the city's election square, with a gratified smile on her face.
It has been a long time since the death of the holy son Wentai and the whereabouts of the soul are unknown. This is probably the charm of giving people the power to choose. Now the entire city of Athens has gathered 10 million people from all over Greece.
Yes, there are only about 10 million people in Greece, but this is the foundation of the Parthenon. The people who believe in the Parthenon the most and contribute the most to their faith are the Greeks. They provide themselves all the time. power of faith.
And now, Goddess is finally decided by the people of Greece, which is really perfect.
The two saintesses were standing next to the temple mother. Up to now, any extra words are meaningless. All they have to do is watch these citizens quietly.
The voice of the Temple Mother sounded again: "Believers who have completed the words of prayer and poured the power of faith, please silently recite the name of the saint who supports you, let go of your hands, and let your faith fly to the statue of the saint! "
People held flowers and fulfilled their wishes one after another.
Thousands of flowers, as holy as snow ripples on the Alps, dance slowly in the Acropolis filled with festive atmosphere. The petals and tidbits are lingering and fragrant, and the eyes of people watching are like an upside-down starry sky. The rain flew towards the wishing cloud, and the brilliance of the wishing cloud bathed everyone's shoulders again.
This is the power of faith.
The palace mother nodded in satisfaction when she saw the people throwing flowers in their hands one after another, and the power of faith flying all over the sky overwhelming the sky.
These powers of faith are the capital that the Parthenon relies on for its survival. This is the wholehearted prayer of 10 million people, and the power is quite huge.
Just as the palace mother Pamis was about to count how many votes Ye Xinxia and Yi Zhisha had received, suddenly, a man in the crowd shouted: "This is not jasmine and olive flower!"
Ye Xinxia and Yi Zhisha realized that something had happened at the same time, and reached out to fetch a flower representing themselves. When the two of them pinched hard, and the healing magic light appeared, the petals of the two bright and beautiful flowers instantly turned black , and even the shape of the petals began to change.
Whether it is jasmine or olive, it has become a black poppy!
Yi Zhisha's eyes suddenly looked at a place below the election platform with murderous intent, which was where the dignitaries sat. Yi Zhisha stared viciously at the senior officials in charge of flower production.
"Who the hell are you!" Yi Zhisha said in a gloomy voice with fierce killing intent in her eyes.
Hearing Yi Zhisha's question, the swollen old gentleman raised his head and looked straight at Yi Zhisha, without any fear, took off his black top hat, and said with a pair of cloudy eyes with a somewhat terrifying temperament: "Black Pharmacist."
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Ye Xinxia and the palace mother Pamis narrowed their eyes slightly, black pharmacist! Isn't this the developer of the violent spring water in Bo City and the ancient capital catastrophe?
Ho ho ho! ! ! Boom boom boom! ! !
A loud roar came from outside the city of Athens, and the ancient giant launched revenge on mankind!
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