Versatile Mage: Holy Spirit Puni, divine glory comes to the world!

Chapter 172 The Ruler of Both the Right and Wrong Paths! You are the Pope, aren't you?
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The dark execution ground was swallowed up. After confirming his target, Lü Ran disappeared in an instant, leaving Ye Xinxia to take charge of the situation.

Not only are there eight hermits here, but also a group of loyal subordinates awaiting orders. They obey only the goddess's commands!

This includes discussions with the eight hidden clans and the development of the temple; these all need to be carefully discussed, and of course, Ye Xinxia has absolute authority over them.

After all, the twelve Holy Knights under her command are all forbidden spell level! Compared to the eight hidden clans, Ye Xinxia also holds supreme blessing magic.

When the soul acknowledges her, ancient blessings and healing secrets appear in one's consciousness, along with the core of the temple.
Resurrection magic!

Ye Xinxia is authoritative enough. From her arrival at the temple to her current plan to revive the divine soul and control the twelve holy knights, every step she took was traceable.

As for the next step—Ye Xinxia has prepared a grand show, and she's determined to give a big surprise to the woman who has placed so much hope in her!
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At the same time~
In front of the temple.

Lu Ran used spatial teleportation and arrived here in the blink of an eye. He looked ahead and saw a beautiful woman standing in front of him.

However, he was not tempted in the slightest. The current Yizhisha could no longer be called human! She was a dark creature, and more importantly, a pawn of the Dark King Wentai.

"You are that divine child?" Yi Zhisha seemed to have already prepared herself when she saw the newcomer. "No matter how much you planned, you still ended up at this ceremony. It seems that Blood King is only good at talking."

"He is very strong, unimaginably strong, but—his opponent is me, so I have no chance of winning." Lü Ran made no attempt to hide his pride and disdain. In the future, the battle between light and darkness will determine the victor.

"Your ambitions are quite large." Yi Zhisha's impression of Lü Ran was exactly as expected. She knew that the person in front of her would not let her go, but before that, she had to say everything that should and shouldn't be said. "Are you sure you want Ye Xinxia to become a goddess?"

"Everything is settled," Lü Ran replied calmly.

"You understand her identity now?" Yi Zhisha's face darkened, and then she asked in return.

"Do you still believe that Ye Xinxia is Salang's absurd claim?"

Lu Ran couldn't help but ask, even though he had known all along why Yi Zhisha had returned to the human world.

"No, I won't be like that idiot Durant!" Seeing that Lü Ran seemed to be kept in the dark, Yi Zhisha then spoke slowly and deliberately:

"Ye Xinxia, ​​she is indeed not Salang, but she—is the Pope of Black Thunder! Can you imagine what it would be like if she were to ascend to the position of Goddess?!"

"Do you dare to bet?!" Yi Zhisha's tone seemed to become much more agitated as she spoke. "You, the ruler of the Holy City, are you not bound by matters of the heart?"

"puff!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as Yizhisha finished speaking, the Angelic Holy Sword pierced her chest without the slightest mistake, and in just an instant, a continuous stream of black energy seeped out.

Her eyes widened in bewilderment. Why did this divine being still so mercilessly strike her with his sword after she had analyzed the pros and cons?!

This world is doomed!!!

"Yizhisha, from beginning to end, you've been like a fool, thinking you understand everything, but in reality, you're nothing more than a clown in the goddess ritual!"

Lu Ran sheathed his holy sword and watched as Yi Zhisha was gradually evolved by the holy light, about to return to nothingness. He spoke coldly: "The true Pope is Pamis."

From the very beginning, Yi Zhisha had the wrong target, believing that Ye Xinxia was the Pope, which is why the Bloodstone reacted. She is an ambitious person!
She certainly wouldn't let things continue like this, and neither would Wen Tai. So, she returned to reclaim her soul and bring everything back on track!
But now, she was being told that all of this was nothing but a dream, that she had been trapped in a quagmire from beginning to end, and that she would only wake up when death came! Then, a chill ran down her spine. When Wen Tai was still alive, Pamis had already been in a high position, and from that time on, she had been in the safest place.

They control the Black Court!

Gray clothes were everywhere, black clothes were plentiful, blue clothes were scarce, and red clothes were elusive. Only the Pope could not be found by any of the global forces that searched together.

After all, no one would have imagined that the leader of this criminal gang was actually a highly respected temple matriarch, and she had concealed herself without any flaws!

"Heh. What a complete joke." Izusa couldn't help but laugh at herself.

"Therefore, Ye Xinxia will not die, but you no longer belong to this world," Lü Ran said calmly.

Finally, in Izusa's final moments
Lü Ran offered his final words.

"Of course, Pamis will die."

"And Ye Xinxia, ​​as the heir to the Temple and Black Court, as designated by the White-Clothed and Red-Clothed individuals from the very beginning, will truly establish herself in both the righteous and the wicked paths of this world!"

Upon hearing this, in the final instant, Izusa's pupils widened, but in the end, she vanished without leaving a single word.

After doing all these things~
Even if the dust has settled.

Everything will truly get back on track!
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As darkness fell, the temple was bustling with unprecedented activity.

At the same time, news of the goddess's return resounded throughout the world!
At this moment, the Holy City's Divine Child and the Parthenon Goddess returned at the same time, which seems quite a coincidence.

This also means that the two world leaders have truly returned to their peak and are no longer to be trifled with.

Goddess Peak, with its sharpened peak, seems to pierce directly into the clouds.

A cool breeze filled the air, and a figure stood in front of the pavilion.

"Goddess, shall I wait here?" Knight Apollo asked, bowing slightly.

"It's alright. What preparations are needed to meet the Lady?" Ye Xinxia didn't say much, just smiled gently.

"Your subordinate takes his leave!" Upon hearing this, Knight Apollo did not linger any longer and disappeared from the scene almost in the blink of an eye.

Ye Xinxia wore a magnificent white dress, which shimmered under the moonlight, creating a dazzling scene. At this moment, she was no longer an ordinary girl, but the Parthenon goddess standing at the pinnacle of this world!

She walked step by step to Pamis, who seemed to sense her presence and turned around, her expression complex but well-concealed. After a pause, she spoke, "Don't you get a proper rest after a busy day?"

"Being busy has certainly exhausted me, but you are equally indispensable to me." Ye Xinxia walked to the edge of the cliff and glanced down at the black abyss below, the place where Saintess Ander fell to her death.

"You are the Pope, aren't you?"

(End of this chapter)