Versatile Mage: One innate talent for each system

Chapter 227 Where did your papal forehead mark go?!

The Parthenon and the Black Papacy Pope: one a radiant leader, the other a dark and filthy rat.

They have absolutely no connection.

Ye Xinxia is the Pope of the Black Vatican, and almost no one believes Pamishi's words.

"Your Majesty, what evidence do you have that the Goddess is the Pope of the Black Church?" High Priest Faelmo asked.

"Of course I have evidence."

Pamishi confidently approached Xinxia.

Xin Xia pursed her lips, and Pamis smiled and said, "I'm sorry, our new Goddess, I will no longer keep your secret. The Black Church has done many horrific things around the world, and I can't just stand by and do nothing."

"Come on, will you admit it yourself, or will I make you admit it?"

By the end, Pamishi had a sense of confidence and turned her gaze to Jiang Yuan, who was still watching from the sky.

Jiang Yuan's standing there was not in vain; a large cloud rose up beneath his feet, as soft as a sofa, supporting him.

Seeing that there was no expression on his face, Pamishi felt a little strange.

But it doesn't matter.

The Pope's forehead mark is deeply imprinted on Ye Xinxia's soul, and bearing the name of the Pope, she is destined to be despised by the whole world.

“I am not the Pope,” Xinxia said slowly.

"You actually said you're not the Pope? Am I?" Pamisi thought she had heard the funniest joke in the world.

To everyone's surprise, Xin Xia nodded and said seriously, "You are indeed the Pope."

"Ah."

Pamisi chuckled, her patience worn thin, and said directly, "The Pope's forehead mark is on your soul. I saw it with my own eyes. How could it be false? Lord Hailong, I would like to trouble you to examine Her Highness the Goddess's soul."

Upon hearing this, Hailong frowned and refused: "This is blasphemous to the goddess and does not conform to my chivalrous principles. You should find someone else."

Jiang Yuan glanced at him from above; Hai Long had indeed chosen the correct option.

“I’ll do it!” one of the nine elders of the Hidden Clan stepped forward.

At this moment, Xinxia said, "You don't need to check, I'll do it myself."

A faint light shone on her forehead, and then was revealed to everyone by the spirit of Shenhun Environmental Protection.

The crowd looked at the soul and saw not the Pope's forehead mark, but only holiness and purity.

"Where did your papal forehead mark go?!" Pamishi exclaimed in disbelief, her eyes wide as she tried to find the papal forehead mark on Xinxia's soul, but she couldn't see anything.

That day, she clearly saw with her own eyes the Pope's forehead mark imprinted on Ye Xinxia's soul.

How could it have disappeared?!
Immediately, everyone's eyes were focused on Pamishi, waiting for her to give a reasonable explanation.

Even Hailong questioned, "Your Highness, even if you hold a high position in the Parthenon, falsely accusing the goddess is a grave crime that no one can tolerate. Now you have seen that the goddess's soul does not have the Pope's forehead mark. What explanation do you have?"

"Impossible! I want to examine her soul myself!" Pamishi denied loudly, reaching out to grab Xinxia.

Jiang Yuan appeared in the sky in an instant, blocking Pamishi's grab, and then said, "I suspect you are the real Pope. Dare to reveal your soul to us?"

Pamis's pupils dilated violently.

She does indeed have the papal mark on her soul, and even after passing on the papacy, the mark will not disappear.

Pamis's original plan was to strike first, pushing Xinxia into the limelight and forcing her to reveal the papal forehead mark on her soul. That way, even if Xinxia retaliated, she would be fearless.

Because there is only one Black Papacy Pope in the world, no one else will come to examine her soul.

But things are different now.

Xinxia's soul is pure and flawless, Pamishi's soul
"What, afraid to show your skills?" Jiang Yuan laughed.

Pamis's eyes gleamed; once her soul was revealed, her identity as pope would be confirmed.

"Where is the person who just said they wanted to examine Xin Xia's soul? Come over and examine the soul of the Palace Mother as well." Seeing that Pami Shi remained silent, Jiang Yuan looked for the one of the nine hidden elders who had spoken earlier.

The elder quickly said, "Her Majesty the Temple Mother has ruled the Parthenon for so long and is revered by the believers. How could she possibly be the Pope of the Black Vatican? What right do you, a young man from who-knows-where, have to slander Her Majesty the Temple Mother?!"

His speech received unanimous approval from the other nine elders and leaders of the Hidden Clan, who all came out to support the Palace Mother.

Jiang Yuan memorized the names of the nine hidden clans one by one, and then said, "Since no one is willing, I'll do it myself."

"Without that emperor's help, do you really think you're so powerful?" Pamis mobilized her power, and the stars in her mental space linked together wildly, with dazzling star palaces appearing around her.

The powerful aura of those at the pinnacle rose.

However, before the magic could be fully cast, Jiang Yuan threw a punch forward across space, shattering the space inch by inch and instantly pulling Pamishi into the spatial turbulence.

"puff!!!!"

Pamis forcibly stopped casting the spell, and the huge backlash made her spit out a mouthful of blood.

Before she could recover, Jiang Yuan pulled her up from a distance and then pulled her upwards with his right hand above her head.

"Ah!!!!!" Pamishi let out a shrill scream.

Forcibly pulling at the soul is different from actively revealing it; the pain of that is unbearable for anyone.

The nine hidden clans wanted to step forward to help, but Jiang Yuan used his spatial power to control them, making them stand still like bamboo poles.

Everything happened too fast; in the blink of an eye, Pamishi's soul was extracted.

Everyone was initially shocked that Jiang Yuan dared to attack the Temple Mother directly, but when they clearly saw the Pope's forehead mark on the Temple Mother's soul, they all exclaimed in surprise.

"It's true, the Queen Mother's soul has the Pope's forehead mark!"

"Her Highness the Goddess is right, the Queen Mother is the Pope of the Black Vatican!"

"God, how could this happen?"

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Shock, confusion, bewilderment, grief—different emotions swirled in the air above the grand ceremony.

People couldn't believe that the Queen Mother was actually the Pope.

Pamela has been the Queen Mother for decades, meaning that the Black Papacy Pope, who has orchestrated many sensational events, has ruled Parthenon for decades.

They couldn't even imagine how many dark things had happened during that time.

I felt as if the sky had collapsed, and everything was completely dark.

Jiang Yuan stuffed Pamishi's soul back in, dusted off non-existent dust from his hands, and said calmly, "Alright, now you know the true identity of the Temple Mother, and it's time for everything to end. Perhaps you don't know yet, but Pamishi had already summoned all the high-ranking members of the Black Church, and they are all present at the ceremony."

As soon as these words were spoken, some people immediately thought of those unknown faces who had been sitting in the VIP section earlier.

(End of this chapter)