Full-time Mage: I am Mo Fan's sister

Chapter 1081: Holy City Reorganization, Supreme Lao Mo!!
"Trees need to be pruned so that they can grow more prosperously," Mo Yingge said slowly as he looked at them.

"The Holy City does need a thorough baptism to restore its former purity." Uriel was the first to nod in response, as if he already had an idea in mind.

"In the future, the power related to magic will be handed over to the common jurisdiction of the Five Continents Magic Association. The Holy City will still exist, but it will only be used as the Holy Inquisition Court and the Abnormal Court to execute the judgment on magicians." Mo Yingge looked around, and then Said.

Standing in this half-holy city, Mo Yingge redefined the rules of the world.

These rules are just a few words.

The person who was speaking was Mo Yingge, and she was also the one who set the rules. There was no compromise, no bargaining, and the other archangels could only agree with what she said!

They were just about to take out their notebooks and carefully write down every word Mo Yingge said, just like angels facing a real god and listening to his teachings after a war.

"Everything is as you wish!" Uriel bowed and said.

"There's no need for that. I have no intention of governing you." Mo Yingge frowned slightly. This guy's respect for her was a bit inappropriate.

"You are an angel too, aren't you?" Uriel raised his head and asked boldly.

Mo Yingge did not deny that, in essence, she and the archangels of the Holy City were indeed seven points similar. Their angel souls were constructed from fragments of the origin of the holy plane. To some extent, her own angel rank was even one level higher than theirs.

This is an established fact and there is no need to argue.

Of course, the Holy City has not been guarding the seven fragments for so many years. They have already built their own angel system. The ten-winged angels of punishment, the four to eight-winged angels of virtue, and the powerful angels under four wings are all methods developed by the Holy City based on the souls of the seven archangels.

The souls of the seven archangels have been passed down through generations and are now very different from their original selves. There is also a lot of power remaining in the Holy City, which makes it convenient for the archangels to quickly improve their strength after returning to the Holy City.

It was for this reason that when Uriel faced Mo Yingge directly taking away the origin fragment of the Archangel's inheritance core, he was not too excited. He had already known from Shaka that this day would come, and he also knew that the Archangel's soul fetus would continue to be passed down, and that was enough.

"We will support you, the goddess of magic, the saint of savior!!" Uriel continued, his expression no longer calm.

When the holy city was half destroyed, Uriel was not too upset, but now he became excited.

"Teacher, you dispel darkness and bring light to the world. We support you, the prophesied angel of salvation - the Messiah!"

Shajia hugged Mo Yingge's arm, leaned over and whispered in her ear: "The Holy City can be destroyed, but those magicians will have nowhere to go. You can completely control the power of the Holy City. I know you don't like managing power, but now only you can execute the will of the world. This broken world temporarily needs a flag to guide it, and no one is more suitable than you."

Indeed, in this case, as long as Mo Yingge agreed, this war would become a struggle within the Holy City. The clergy of the Holy City and even the hundreds of millions of people who believed in it would still practice the principles of the Holy City as before.

In this turbulent era, the world can no longer withstand much more turmoil.

As for that prophecy, all we can say is that there are countless versions of it over the past thousands of years. The idea of ​​the Messiah's salvation has been circulating in the world. It can be said that every year there are people advocating that the savior will be born somewhere. Unexpectedly, it is her turn today.

"Messiah, I remember that your Holy City has always denied it. Some people said that it was the reincarnation of your Magic Father. Why, do you admit it now?" Mo Yingge smiled and pinched Saga's little face, and asked back.

Who would have thought that Shaka would open her magic holy book with a smile, without blushing or beating her heart, and in front of everyone, she would use her magic power to write quickly on the title page, and what she wrote was the prophecy of the "angel of salvation" Messiah!

"It wasn't there before, but it is now." Shaka blinked her charming beautiful eyes, leaned over and respectfully performed the highest etiquette to her teacher.

"We will support you, the Messiah, the Angel of Savior who will bring order and dispel darkness!!"

“As everyone knows, there are eight of the seven archangels in the Holy City.” Mo Fan complained.

Uriel and Raphael looked at each other and performed the highest salute to Mo Yingge in front of everyone.

Although the other clergy were somewhat confused, they followed the archangel and made the same movements.

Mo Yingge took a deep breath and glared at Shajia fiercely. When did this girl become a bad girl? !
She turned around and looked at Uriel deeply, saying, "Is this your plan? It's very courageous. It's crazy enough to hand over the Holy City to others."

Uriel lowered his head and said nothing. His struggle with Shaka was not just about drinking tea and chatting and doing nothing. Every change in the situation made the balance in his heart tilt.

"Teacher, don't you want to?" Shaka was so anxious that her eyes were almost filled with tears.

Mo Yingge stretched out her hand, gently rubbed her soft hair, scratched her nose lovingly, and slowly said:

"I am not your savior, and there has never been any savior. The beauty of this world should be protected by everyone, and the future will be created by us together."

Shaka and Uriel were all stunned. They had never thought that Mo Yingge would give up the power that was within their grasp.

A smile appeared on Xinxia's lips. Her sister was still the same sister.

Mo Fan scratched his head and interrupted his thoughts in time, otherwise he would have grown a brain soon.

Judging from the history of the development of human magic civilization, some heroic figures really played a big role in it.

However, the creator and developer of magical civilization is not a certain hero, but the vast number of ordinary magicians.

Without countless magicians coming forward one after another, those so-called heroes would not have a place to use magic.

Take the Holy City Struggle for example. Mo Yingge simply used his abilities and influence to guide this change at the right time.

So, she is just a leader.

As for her side, Mo Yingge just wanted to protect them; as for the Holy City, she never thought of completely destroying them; as for the whole world, she never thought of dominating everything.
"In today's world, it is not just one moment or one event, one region or one country that is threatened. The whole world is experiencing disasters, demons are rampant, sea monsters are invading, the world is cooling, and the sea level is rising."

"This era is full of crises and the world is in ruins. We should all unite and stop fighting in vain!"

"Also, don't let down the people you love and the people who love you."

Mo Yingge released the souls of the seven angels and let them leave, either returning to their hosts or wandering the world again in search of new hosts.

She has never thought about fighting for power, let alone dominating the world. If she has to say that there is an ideal she wants to achieve, then it is - world peace! !

Mo Yingge smiled sincerely. She didn't know that her smile was recorded and healed countless people and rekindled the hope of countless people. "Let's go, it's time to go home," she said to her family and friends.

For some reason, after this struggle that affected the whole world, she just wanted to go home and lie down.

Well, it would be better if there were some little sisters to accompany me.

Mo Yingge came quietly, defeated the corrupt holy city, and prevented the coming of darkness; then he turned around and left quietly, leaving only a word of comfort flowing in people's hearts.
"Don't let me down." Shajia repeated Mo Yingge's words, her eyes becoming brighter and brighter.

"Gabriel, it seems that you have already realized it. Then you will be in charge of the holy city from now on. My practice is not enough, and I need to go to the human world to gain experience again." Uriel said to Shaka seriously.

"Let's go together. I still miss the time when I was a bard, helping others and being happy and free. When did I lose that kindness? Perhaps it's time to find it back." Raphael also said.

There is one more thing they didn't say, which is that they were giving power to Shaka. After all, it is hard to say why Mo Yingge did not destroy the Holy City system. Was it really out of mercy for the world as she said, or was it just because her student was also one of the archangels?

no one knows.

"Hahaha, Gabriel, the holy city is left to you. I'm going to head east. What do you think, Uriel?" Raphael's voice was somewhat relaxed and happy, as if he had really put down a lot of packages.

"Well, let's go to the East." Uriel had the same idea as Raphael. He wanted to see what kind of land could give birth to someone like Mo Yingge.

Shaka opened her mouth and was speechless for a moment.

It seems that she has no reason to stop others from pursuing poetry and distant places. But are you two sure you are not throwing the mess to yourselves? ?

Shaka looked back at the half-remaining holy city and the devastation outside the city, and couldn't help feeling sad.

Damn it, she is just a little angel crow in her twenties, why should she endure all this?
Sharjah took a deep breath and said loudly to those who hadn't left yet:
"Pass my order. All those who are still willing to stay in the Holy City must relocate. We will go to the Holy Court's headquarters. People will be sent here regularly to try to repair the environment."

"From now on, there will no longer be a Holy City or a Court of Inquisition. There will only be the Holy Court in the world, which will serve as the highest court to adjudicate matters concerning magicians. In three months, we will invite representatives from all over the world to discuss a new order."

"Finally, I wish the world peace, magic progress, and human prosperity!!"

There are still quite a number of people who stayed. Some of them have been working for the Holy City for generations and have long been unable to leave here; some are willing to believe that the Holy City will turn over a new leaf after this battle and regain its sacred glory.

There were also some people who wanted to follow Xinxia, ​​but they were all rejected by Xinxia.

The Parthenon has never lacked reputation and strength, so there is no need to snatch people at this time. In comparison, she hopes that the temple can maintain its purity in the difficult struggle and not make the same mistake as the Holy City.

"So where are we going now?" someone asked.

These people are all people who once joined the Holy City with ideals. They all came from relatively ordinary backgrounds. They had previously seen the darkness of the Holy City and were powerless to do anything about it. Now, after finally getting out, they have nowhere to go.

Those who have a background can still return to their families even if they leave. They have left the Holy City and are not accepted by the Parthenon. Could it be that they will go to join other major forces?
It would be better for them to stay. They are not naive enough to think that those forces will really let go of their past grudges.

"Let's go to the East too. I have longed to visit that ancient magical civilization!" said a prestigious old clergyman.

This is an old wizard, and also a rare ascetic, respected by many people. Although he never participates in the affairs of the Holy City, he enjoys a high status among the clergy. In the previous war, it was he who displayed strength almost comparable to that of the Seraphim and blocked the Winter Princess of the North.

Now the old wizard's answer immediately excited everyone.

"Yes, I'm going to pursue the goddess!" Some younger people were already shouting excitedly.

Soon the elders also became excited. Although the "goddess" they shouted might not have the same meaning, it did not prevent these people from making a pilgrimage to the East.

Yes, this group of people defined this trip as a “pilgrimage”!
If Mo Yingge knew about this, she would definitely have a headache.

The good news is that she doesn't know it yet.

The bad news is.
"Wow, Dad is angry, sis, come and save me!" Mo Fan cried out in fear and tears.

If Mo Yingge, Mo Fan, and Xinxia were considered the strongest trio in the human world today, and even in the history of mankind, they would be considered extremely brilliant, but there would always be one person who would always be superior to them.

That person is Lao Mo!!
So what if he is the Evil Saint King? I’ll just slap him and see if he dares to fight back.
It’s so funny that I can’t even talk back!
"You little brat, if I hadn't watched the news, I wouldn't have known you were arrested!" Mo Jiaxing grabbed Mo Fan's ear angrily, his eyes flashing with deep concern and worry.

"Dad, please calm down."

Mo Yingge also wanted to save Mo Fan, but she didn't save anyone in the Holy City.

"Girl, you haven't explained what you've been hiding from me." Who would have known that just one question from Lao Mo would make Mo Yingge lose all her fighting spirit in an instant.

"Dad! Dad! Please listen to my explanation~" Mo Yingge gave Mo Fan a helpless look.

If there is no way to save her, wait for death, she will not be able to protect herself.

Even though she punches the Eighteen-Winged Eternal Seraph and kicks the unlucky cross-border Dark King outside, when she returns home she can only humbly call him dad.

Xinxia hurried over to massage Lao Mo's legs and shoulders. As expected, Xinxia was the most loved. After a long period of persuasion, Lao Mo finally calmed down.

He wasn't really angry, the children had already grown up and each of them had amazing abilities, but he just couldn't help but worry!
No matter what achievements the three have made, what strength they possess, or how many people admire them, in Mo Jiaxing's eyes, these are the children he has watched grow up, and they will always be just his children.

He is just an ordinary person, and all he can offer is this insignificant bit of concern.

However, he also didn't understand how important his concern was to Mo Yingge, Mo Fan, and Xinxia.

The higher you stand, the more you can feel its preciousness and cherishment!
"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back!" Mo Jiaxing finally smiled with great relief.

Wish all book friends good health and longevity QAQ
Ahahaha, I didn't expect that there would be several more pictures in the Holy City than expected. Emmmm, it's really over this time. The next is the last section. Qingya has also experienced Luan Pang's best mood. It's not that he doesn't want to fill in the gaps or continue writing, but when the settings are basically finished, he really feels that there is nothing to write about, and writing further will just be an almost invincible sweep. There is no meaning, and that would be really irresponsible. I have deviated a lot from my previous ideas, and I don't care about the collapse of combat power later. As long as I can finish my sister's story, I will be satisfied. Good night, my babies, you must be happy every day~ Love you!
(I always feel that I can't write 3 million words QAQ, I'll see if I can write some extra chapters to make it a whole number~)

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