Saintess Andi was wearing a thin, soft nightgown. This most charismatic candidate didn't have a stunning face, but she had an incomparably impressive figure. The night breeze on the mountain blew, causing the soft, silky clothes to stick to her smooth, jade-like body … …
She was barefooted. Her gaze was fixed on the Acropolis, which was dimly lit.
She had been like this for many years. She liked to stand at this height and admire the most prosperous night view of the city. She liked to see the dark heads of the people, crazy, devout, joining in the fun, calling her name in unison …
However, she was not in the mood to enjoy being at such a height today!
"This result isn't within our expectations." Great Muse Mellaura stood in front of the sculpture in the parterre with a gloomy expression.
"This election is more important than the election of a president. How could it possibly be smooth sailing? How could the names of the four Saintesses all be on our side?" Ender said calmly.
"You don't seem to be bothered by Asha'ria's interference, or the identity of Ye Xinxia's backer?" the Great Muse Méjorat said.
"I have a feeling …" Andi slowly walked down from the flying pavilion, following the steps of the white stone platform. She didn't continue the previous topic, instead, she suddenly said, "I thought our greatest enemy was Panijia ….."
"Are you worried about Asha'ria?" Méjorat said.
Ender shook her head and said sternly, "The scariest part is, I still don't know who they are."
"Maybe you're worrying too much. We won't be so worried if we can survive the Saintess' Arrival. When I was assisting Iza, she was just as worried. She kept telling me about her brother, but in the end, it was still her, wasn't it?" the Great Muse Méjorat said.
As the two were talking, the old servant Gulan came running up to them in a hurry. She purposely dismissed the servants in the courtyard and went up to Méjorat and Ender in a panic.
"Essendale … has been captured!" Guran said in a tone that even she herself could not believe.
"That's the prediction I'm talking about." Andy took the opportunity to spit out this sentence.
Mellaura, on the other hand, was dumbfounded. She couldn't even hold the Staff of the Virtuous Witch firmly in her hand. It fell and hit the statue.
"Then we …"
"We've lost," Ender said.
"But how is that possible? We're already going to rule this place!" the Great Muse Méjorat lost his soul. He immediately aged.
"The funny thing is, I still don't know who the culprit is …" Ender said in a self-mocking tone. She took one last look at the brightly lit Citadel of Athens. She took off her clothes and walked out of the pavilion. a step at a time.
Below the pavilion was the cliff of the sacred mountain, and at the bottom was the Ten Thousand Stairs.
Just as Gu Lan was about to ask what they should do next, she saw that Andy was still walking forward. The moonlight shone on her naked body, making her look as smooth as a milky white sculpture, radiating charm in all directions!
She was already at the very edge when she suddenly took another step forward. Her body suddenly plummeted, and Gu Lan, who was at the side, screamed.
She was not protected by any magic, nor did she see Ender using any of her spells. She was falling faster and faster!
…
Xinxia was sitting on the platform outside the window. She was discussing some trivial matters with Asha'ria when she suddenly froze. She stared at the cliff in the distance …
"I think someone fell down." Xinxia wasn't very sure and pointed outside.
"You're a Candidate. Who else could it be above your residence?" Asha'ria did not turn around. She still had a gentle smile on her face.
"Is it really a person!?" Xinxia clenched the sides of her wheelchair. She had an urge to go out.
The sacred mountain was very tall. It would take a long time for the person to fall. If she went out now, she might be able to save the person.
"If you don't let her die tonight, she's going to hate you for the rest of her life," Asha'ria said.
"Is that person Ender?" Xinxia asked with a complicated look.
"Yeah, that woman who thinks she's so smart. But I think she deserves it, "Asha'ria said.
"I want to leave this place," Xinxia said firmly.
As a matter of fact, Xinxia had wanted to leave the day the Hall Mother listed her as a Candidate. She was an outsider to the whole Parthenon College, yet she was suddenly involved in the conflict between the Goddess and the Goddess.
"You've been following the path leading to the Hall of the Goddess since the first day you came to Parthenon College, haven't you?" Asha'ria said.
"I want to leave this place."
"Do you mean what you said?" Asha'ria smiled. Before Xinxia could respond, she added, "I thought you were very old, but I didn't expect you to be so young. I hope we can mind our own business after meeting today."
…
…
The whole world was shocked during the break of the World College Tournament. When the news reached Venice, the whole city was in an uproar.
Mofan woke up from his seclusion. He noticed that everyone was focused on the same thing: Saintess Ender had died from an illness.
Mofan had heard about Ender before. First, the Europeans were very religious. They treated Parthenon as the most sacred place, and treated the Goddess as the representative of God, like the Pope. As such, Mofan had heard about the person who had the highest chance of becoming the Goddess.
On top of that, Mofan had heard Xinxia mention her a few times.
The Goddess of the Parthenon Temple did not just rely on her preaching and faith. She was the one who had mastered the Art of Resurrection. Mo Fan vaguely remembered someone mentioning the Goddess of the Parthenon Temple when two people had died …
When Xu Zhaoting was turned into a Cursed Beast, Mofan had asked Tangyue about it. The only thing that could restore Xu Zhaoting's flesh was the Art of Resurrection from Parthenon.
Wang Xiaojun, the hero of the plague in Hangzhou, had his soul stolen. His body was placed in Hangzhou. The Art of Resurrection was the only thing that could wake him up.
Once a person lost their life, it was the only thing that could not be regained. The despair and pain of losing everything was enough to erase the meaning of life.
Therefore, the Art of Resurrection was more important than anything else.
"Lord Kendi claimed that Ender had a hereditary illness. She wanted to dedicate her limited life to the world and do more for the world. However, God took pity on her and did not want her to work anymore, so she was sent to heaven … She did not leave us. She only went to the place closest to God. There was no need for her to spread her will, no need for her to pray, she was just by God's side praying for us …"
"Saintess Ender's death was mourned by the world. However, some people in the Holy Judgment Court doubted that Saintess Ender had committed suicide to escape punishment. Essendale had a long record of crimes, and he had a close relationship with Saintess Ender. "
"Ender's body was not accessible to the public. Lord Kendi, as her father, I can understand his feelings. She was a good candidate. She had done a lot for Greece, for Europe, and for every continent … "
The news was overwhelming. Mofan turned on his phone and saw that it was about Ender. The people were talking about it too. Mofan was not the kind of person who cared about politics or the affairs of the Parthenon. Ender's death was not a big deal to him. He did not think it was a big deal …
On the other hand, the Venerable of Darkness, Essendale, who had a secret conversation with Pang Lai, was arrested and executed. Mofan was utterly confused.
With Essendale's strength, not many people could defeat him, not to mention the fact that Essendale had the Shadow Element. There was no way a Venerable of the Shadow Element who did not want to die would be arrested!
"Why aren't you worried about Ender? I'm telling you, I have an insider. She committed suicide. She jumped down from the highest point of the Parthenon Temple without wearing any clothes. She fell onto the Ten Thousand Stairs without any protection. Her flesh and blood were all mangled. Tsk tsk tsk, a Candidate with such a great physique fell to the ground like that. I bet she had never tasted a man before …" Zhao Manyan let out a sigh.
Zhao Manyan was considered a member of the upper class. He knew a lot more than the ordinary people.
"Her death has overshadowed Essendale's death. (Sigh), I don't care if she really died from an illness or committed suicide. I just can't understand how stupid an ancestor of the Shadow Element was to be arrested! "Mofan sighed.
"Do you really want to know?" Zhao Manyan asked mysteriously.
"Isn't that obvious? I believe in magic and strength, not power!" Mofan said.
Even an idiot would know what had happened to Ender. She was the loser of a power struggle. She was pulled down from her pedestal when she was at the peak of her power. Mofan was clueless about the complicated relationship between the two, nor was he interested in learning about it!
"I'm telling you, I do have something good to show you. It's an incomplete video of Essendale's death. Do you want to watch it? It's forbidden. The Holy Judgment Court has declared that it's a crime to watch it. Are you sure you want to watch it? "Zhao Manyan said.
"Is the source of the video clean?" Mofan raised his brows.
"It's clean."
"Play it then."
…
Zhao Manyan had no idea where he had gotten his hands on the forbidden video. Since the Magic of every Element was emitting a starry glow, most phones and camera software were unable to use it in an area where magic was surging. Even the footage of the battles during the World College Tournament could only be displayed with the help of the Observer Eagles. Using a phone to record the footage would only end up in white.
Therefore, the video that Zhao Manyan had was most likely recorded by someone with special military equipment. Once the person was discovered, the Holy Judgment Court would not show any mercy!
"It seems like a member of the Holy Judgment Court secretly recorded it. I can't see Essendale from this angle," Mofan murmured as he stared at the blurred video.
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