How could Mofan not understand what Sharjah was implying?
As the Archangel of the Sacred City, she knew a lot about the truth of the world.
She had specifically mentioned that Xinxia's election as the Goddess was being manipulated. A group of people was supporting Iza, implying that Xinxia was gradually gaining the upper hand in the election. If it weren't for the intervention of an angel, the Goddess would surely win the election.
However, Parthenon was an independent force outside of the Magic Association. Even the Sacred City would not dare to challenge Parthenon's power. The only thing they could do was postpone the election indefinitely.
If the Parthenon Temple only had a Saintess instead of a Goddess, it would be affected by internal strife!
However, it seemed like the person behind the scenes had failed in the end!
The election of the Goddess of Parthenon would be held during the next Fenghua Festival.
The exact time meant that the Goddess would be chosen, even if it was delayed for a while.
The fact that the news had appeared in the world meant that Ye Xinxia had broken free from the Archangel's control. In other words, the Archangel had underestimated the power of the Saintess of Parthenon.
If Mu Ningxue's exile and the postponement of Parthenon's election were the result of the Archangel's pressure on Mofan, then both Mu Ningxue and Ye Xinxia were out of the Archangel's control!
"The Archangel might not put you at the top of the blacklist if you were separated, but if you were placed together, I believe you have a high chance of reaching the top of the blacklist. After all, the Archangel who has yet to return is not targeting the most invincible, but hidden dangers like you, who can become uncontrollable in just a few years. Your growth is making the Archangel extremely uneasy," Sharjah said.
Many things had their signs. After the incident with Qin Yu 'er and the Chief Military Instructor, Mofan had realized that the Black Vatican was not the only tumor in the world. Some tumors seemed to be more alive than normal organs. Removing them was equivalent to killing all life in the world, resulting in chaos …
Perhaps it was the truth of the world. They had no choice but to face it.
"Every power beyond the Forbidden Magic level is beyond the control of the world's management. The Magic Association only gives the highest level to the Super Level. They don't want anyone to reach the Forbidden Magic level, nor do they want anyone to have the power beyond the Forbidden Magic level," Mofan said.
"It's always been the same. No one cares how far the Magic civilization will reach. They only care if they are at the top of the human race."
"Teacher, the battle in Dubai has yet to end.... chairman Su Lu is only an executor. the culprit behind Mr. Feng Zhoulong's death. is."
Sharjah's tone was unprecedentedly firm in the latter half of her sentence.
The battle had yet to end …
If a civilization was seen as a person, then the brain of this person was what restricted the advancement of this world.
The Mind was was was was in the world dominating dominating the world?
It was quite interesting.
Every person who could stand at the top of society must have an incomparably strong willpower. Even if they threw away the bad habits of laziness, ease, and lack of ambition, when they climbed to that position, their centralization of power, their dictatorship, and their uneasiness and suppression of the new forces made them the bad roots of the human race. The Mind was highly representative of the human race, yet it made the human race unambitious, lazy, and comfortable …
That being said, it was not the case in every era. The ruling class was pedantic, but it was a time when the human race was in danger and weak.
Races without natural enemies would indeed become more and more terrifying, because a portion of their own group would transform into "natural enemies".
What were the natural enemies of the human race?
It was the ruling class of the human race.
The funniest thing was, the current era was not a peaceful one, either. The threat of the sea monsters and the invasion of the Southernmost Continent … In Mofan's eyes, the human race was already drifting in the wind and rain. It could sink at any time, yet some of the rulers were still doing their evil deeds.
Therefore, the ruling class was bound to be overthrown in history. They forced the vast majority of people to have no way out.
For a long time, Mo Fan had only focused on making himself stronger. He had never felt the pressure of being a ruler.
What really made him wake up was the incident between Qin Yu 'er and Chief Instructor Zhan Kong. What made Mofan feel deeply was the incident with Feng Zhoulong.
What he did not expect was that in just a few years, he would follow in the footsteps of the two people he respected.
It made sense when he thought about it.
If he took the two of them as his role models, his fate would not be much better than theirs.
Did he do something wrong? Why did he become an enemy in the eyes of the Archangel? And soon, he would become the enemy of the world?
If he asked himself …
Mofan did not think so.
Of course, he did not think he did anything wrong. If he refused the sanctions of the Holy City, he would be defying the world, which was tantamount to doing something wrong.
As such, he only had two paths before him. He could either resist, even though there was only a slim chance of him doing so, or he could join them.
The latter was indeed enough to protect himself, but joining them did not mean joining Councilman Luo Mian, Michael's dictatorship, or Su Lu's gang.
The sky was as red as blood. A heavenly eagle covered in wounds was carrying a young soldier who had lost his soul on its back. It was still lying in a cold coffin in Hangzhou, unable to wake up …
He sacrificed himself to merge with the evil robe, plunging himself into darkness in exchange for a chance to live in the inner city of the Ancient Capital. He destroyed his soul in the Sacred City, not willing to fight any longer …
He spent days and nights researching. When he discovered the perfect method of innovation, he did not apply for a patent right away. Instead, he went to the Asia Magic Association to teach the method to the world, but he died a horrible death in a foreign land …
These people and the things they had done were unforgettable.
If Mofan were to join them, wouldn't he be standing on the opposite side of them?
Mofan could not do it.
The path he was embarking on was the same path as these people. His heart and soul were influenced by them, too. It was difficult for him to submit to them.
It was just as Sharjah had said.
The battle was not over yet.
But in the battles in the past, there were many times when he couldn't see the true face of the situation. He didn't know where the enemy he was facing was hiding, what was obstructing him, what was harming him, and what was causing him so much heartache that the people around him always died …
Mofan knew the truth now.
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