Was that really the case?
Was there another ambitious version of himself in the blank area of his memory??
The memories of the Black Vatican did flash across her mind. She remembered a part of them, but …
The Pope!
The Pope's coat of arms.
The Pope's ring …
These things had indeed appeared in Ye Xinxia's memories before, but was that person really him??
"That's what Wen Tai was worried about the most. He was worried that if you were to side with the Black Vatican, you would drag the world that he had been trying so hard to protect into an abyss of no return," Iza said.
"Why are you only telling me this now? You could have told me at the beginning," Ye Xinxia asked.
"Do you think your father didn't have any expectations for you?" Iza said.
"Expectations?"
"For thousands of years, only the Goddesses were granted the Soul of the Parthenon Temple. Since you were born, the Soul of the Parthenon Temple has been residing in your soul like a loyal servant. The Soul of the Parthenon Temple. Every Goddess, Saintess, and Great Muse, including me, did everything they could to earn the favor of the Soul of the Parthenon Temple, even if it meant becoming its slave, "Iza stared at Ye Xinxia.
Iza had never concealed her jealousy toward Ye Xinxia's Soul. She added, "Even though Wen Tai had a great reputation, and the whole of Greece had nominated him to be the Saint of the Parthenon Temple, a God, even he could not earn the approval of the Soul of the Parthenon Temple. He should be a Saint without a Soul."
"And you, are his daughter."
"From the moment they were born, they already possessed a divine soul."
"The more you yearn for the light, the more you take root in the darkness. It was the last thing he said to me before he was born. "
"He chose the darkness, to become a root in the rotten, filthy, stinky soil."
"And you are his only hope buried deep in the darkness. He hopes that one day, you can bloom in the light. You are the pure stamen of a flower, the Goddess chosen by Heaven, untainted by mud, untainted water, and untainted by any miasma!"
Ye Xinxia looked at Iza. Perhaps Ye Xinxia couldn't completely trust Iza, but Ye Xinxia couldn't doubt her words.
She could remember those years. No matter where she was, she would always be curled up in someone's arms. He would use a gentle tone to talk to others about things that she didn't understand, but his hand would never forget to rub her head.
Xinxia had always been very tired when she was young due to the burden on her Spirit, and it was very easy for her to fall asleep. Half of the childhood memories that surged into Ye Xinxia's mind were when she fell asleep and woke up in this person's arms...
That memory was so vivid that Ye Xinxia didn't know why she had forgotten it.
It was as if someone had really cast a Forgetting Worm on her, forcibly erasing everything related to her father from her memory, even though she had already started to remember things back then.
The more she yearned for the light, the more she was rooted in the darkness.
He chose the darkness and gave the light to her, the new sprout.
It was his hope.
"But even a wise man can make a mistake. Wen Tai could foresee the future calamity, handle the current crisis, and pave the way for the light ahead, but he couldn't do anything to one person." Iza slowly looked into the sky, at the woman who had turned into a fire spirit on the Tyrant Titan's shoulder.
Wen Tai had chosen the Dark Hell.
He had foreseen the turmoil of the Dark Plane. No matter how carefully he protected the world of light, he could not change the fact that once the Dark Plane was torn apart, the fragile human world would be easily trampled by the demon gods of darkness!
The only way was for him to fall into the darkness and become the King of Darkness.
He had sacrificed himself in exchange for the world to be free from the darkness for a thousand years. However, there was a woman who did not want the world to exist. She was determined to destroy the world that Wen Tai had risked everything to protect.
The woman was Salan.
"Maybe you think Salan is taking revenge on me?"
"She is taking revenge on Wen Tai!"
"What Wen Tai wants to protect is what she wants to destroy."
"What Wen Tai wants is what she wants to trample on!"
"Wen Tai wants to protect the world, so she wants to destroy it."
"Wen Tai wants you to become the purest Goddess chosen by the Heavens. Salan wants to turn you into the most depraved person in the world — the Pope!"
The Pope of the Black Vatican, the Goddess of Parthenon.
How crazy was that!?
It was in line with Salan's madness!
…
"Your Highness, the barrier is about to break," the Hall Master of the Hall of Knights, Hai Long, said anxiously.
"Hai Long, did my father say anything to you?" Ye Xinxia asked.
Hai Long was one of the leaders of the Parthenon who had pledged their loyalty to her. Ye Xinxia knew Wen Tai was the reason why he had chosen her.
"This …" Hall Master Hai Long glanced at Iza.
Iza said calmly, "I've already told her."
Hall Master Hai Long took a deep breath and sighed, "No matter who you are, I will follow you until my death."
"Hai Long, have you forgotten what Wen Tai said? She's not someone you should be supporting. Her soul is no longer pure. She's the Pope. She has been corrupted by Salan. She doesn't deserve to be the Goddess! "Iza suddenly became agitated.
Idiot!
Ye Xinxia had resurrected the Golden Tyrant Titan. It was enough to prove that Ye Xinxia had completely fallen.
The battle was not between Iza and Salan, nor was it a battle between the Black Vatican and the Parthenon. It was a battle between Wen Tai and Salan.
Wen Tai had lost.
His daughter had become the Pope in the end!
Ye Xinxia was the Pope. Wen Tai's former subordinates of the Parthenon had to do everything they could to stop her from becoming the Goddess!
"You've been resurrected by the power of darkness. The Goddess' Praise will turn you into a puddle of black water, yet you still want to compete with me under such circumstances. Are you afraid that I'm the Pope?" Ye Xinxia questioned Iza.
The Healing Spell had worsened Iza's wounds.
Iza was resurrected by the God of Darkness. She belonged to the darkness.
Once the goddess's praise descended upon her, it would be a punishment for her!
Yes, Iza would never become the Goddess.
Her only goal was to stop the Pope from becoming the Goddess of the Parthenon!
"That's why I've been resurrected. I can't hand the world over to the Black Vatican. It's Wen Tai's will!" Iza said firmly.
Iza knew the truth the moment the Golden Tyrant Titan was resurrected.
Ye Xinxia could not become the Goddess.
She was the Pope!
As such, everything Ye Xinxia had done was nothing but hypocrisy in Iza's eyes.
However, Iza did not realize that Ye Xinxia had no idea she was the Pope.
If she still had a conscience in her heart, she would have withdrawn from the Selection of the Goddess before the Soul of the Pope woke up.
"Iza, you said you trust me now," Ye Xinxia said.
"I won't give up the Goddess' Title …"
"I don't have a choice," Xinxia said as a powerful Soul Aura burst out of her body!
The Soul Aura was emitting an extraordinary glow. It was as tall as a statue standing in the sky. The statue had a graceful figure, and one could faintly see her pure, sacred face. However, her expression was imperious. Her sharp eyes were able to see through a person's soul.
"A … a Soul Aura!"
The panicking crowd in the city, the Parthenon Mages who were fighting one another, and Iza and Hai Long who were standing beside the Soul Aura. They all stared blankly at the Soul Aura!
"No no no, you can't do this!" Iza suddenly screamed.
It was the Healing Aura of the Soul Aura. The aura was strong enough to heal an entire army, yet it had landed on Iza's body …
Iza was the Dark Resurrecter. She could not accept the Healing Aura. The Healing Aura was like melting her life away …
Iza had many guards around her. They could stop Ye Xinxia, but why would they stop a person who was healing Iza?
In their eyes, the two Saintesses had teamed up. Ye Xinxia was healing Iza's injuries from the battle.
Only Izisha knew that Ye Xinxia was trying to make her vanish from the face of the earth!
The Soul Aura was too powerful.
The Healing Aura that was supposed to be able to resist had turned into a deadly beam that destroyed Iza's body. They could see Iza's body being penetrated by the Healing Aura. They could see her painful face and the hatred in her eyes!
However, they could not believe it.
Iza …
Could not accept the Healing Aura?
She belonged to the Dark Side.
She was a rotten reanimator!
As expected, the rumors were true.
Iza was not a real Resurrecter. She was just like those dirty undead!
How could someone like her become a Goddess!
The Healing Aura was extremely powerful, but it was used as a weapon to destroy Iza's life. Iza's face was filled with unwillingness and regret as her body was turning into ashes. Her hysterical laughter could be heard coming from her throat that was penetrated by the Healing Aura.
She was laughing at herself.
She was laughing at how stupid she was. She believed in Ye Xinxia's appearance, believed in Ye Xinxia's seemingly pure soul, and believed in the saying of 'forgetting' …
Ye Xinxia remembered everything.
Ye Xinxia knew her identity.
However, what could Izisha do now that things had come to this?
Iza could not even defeat Ye Xinxia, let alone Salan, who was even more terrifying.
She had lost.
The moment the Golden Tyrant Titan came back to life, the moment Salan surrounded the city of Athens, the Hall Mother had already suffered a crushing defeat. The Hall Mother wanted the people of Athens to make the final decision, but the Hall Mother did not want to take any risks. They had to win the battle with a hundred percent certainty!
Therefore, the result of the election was not important.
What was important was that Parthenon, Greece, and Athens were all in Salan's hands. Their lives and deaths were all up to her.
Wen Tai had also lost.
The world that he had been protecting with all his heart, and the daughter that he had high hopes for …
They were all going to deviate from his path.
Iza was melted by Ye Xinxia's Healing Light in front of the crowd. The crowd saw her clothes and a puddle of black liquid.
The Adjudicators of Parthenon were struggling to believe what they had just seen.
"Hai Long, take over the Hall of Adjudication. Let the Adjudicators form a wall. We can't let the Double-Crowned Tyrant Titan take a single step forward," Ye Xinxia said to Hai Long.
"Yes, Your Highness." Hai Long placed his fist on his chest. He did not question Ye Xinxia's decision.
He should not question it. Regardless of what Ye Xinxia represented, Hai Long had already sworn his loyalty to her. Asking too much would only disrupt the order of Parthenon.
Besides, was Iza's motive really that pure?
Was she really doing it under Wen Tai's orders, like she had said?
Either way, Hai Long only had one choice: follow Ye Xinxia's footsteps.
…
Flowers spread across the city like flames.
The crowd was trying to find a safe place to hide, but the terrifying heatwave continued to hit them. Some of them gradually fainted on the streets. Their lips were cracked, and their eyes were filled with helplessness!
In the sky, a merciless Death was standing on the Golden Sun Tyrant Titan's shoulder. She was looking down at the city and instigating the old God Apollo to attack the densest areas of the city.
The old God Apollo had the Golden Sun Ring, making his body almost indestructible. The knights of Parthenon were stabbing at the old God Apollo like blood-red spears.
The God of Wine remained still. He was infuriated by the knights' harassment. A Golden Sun Tyrant Titan and his wyvern were caught in his hand.
The wyvern's tail and one of the Golden Sun Tyrant Titan's legs were exposed, but the old God Apollo clenched his fist tightly. Blood immediately flowed out from the gaps between his fingers, like a rotten tomato!
That was a Conferred Knight!!
He was one of the most outstanding Golden Sun Tyrants, but he was still unable to escape the tragic fate of being killed!
"Kill those people," Salan said coldly to the old God Apollo as she looked down at the T-shaped street.
The old God Apollo completely ignored the blood-red spears flying toward him from all directions. He dashed through the air and crashed into the weak Divine Temple's Protection. The Divine Temple's Protection instantly turned into colorful fragments. The fragments turned into countless Four-colored Sparrowhawks in midair. They either had broken wings or were bleeding. Clearly, they were all seriously injured …
"Pfft pfft pfft pfft da da da da ~ ~ ~"
Suddenly, the Divine Temple's Protection self-disintegrated. The colorful barrier, which was so huge that it could cover an entire city, disintegrated into countless fragments. Each fragment turned into a Four-colored Sparrowhawk. Although they were seriously injured, they still tried their best to gather together and flew toward the old God Apollo regardless of the cost!!!
Countless Four-colored Sparrowhawks instantly filled the sky above the city. They were the elves that protected Athens. Now, they were charging fearlessly, using their bodies to fight against the powerful old God Apollo!
Ye Xinxia stood on the roof of the Suspended Tower above the huge church. Her body was glowing with Four-colored light. The Divine Temple's Protection was the magic she had cast. She was fighting against the old God Apollo alone!
However, the Four-colored Sparrowhawks were not powerful creatures. No matter how many of them there were, or how determined they were, they were still feathers that flew into the fiery mountain range. The Four-colored Sparrowhawks were ignited in the air. They blossomed like fireworks in just a few seconds before disappearing rapidly.
Ye Xinxia's body was glowing, but she had yet to receive the Goddess' Blessing. Her soul was unable to unleash the true power of Parthenon.
Her magic was still too weak. It could only stop the old God Apollo for a short period of time.
"The Saintess is protecting us …"
"But she won't be able to hold on for long."
The people in the T-shaped district and on the balconies of the buildings saw Ye Xinxia's figure. They also saw countless Four-colored Sparrowhawks charging at the Golden Sun Tyrant Titan like moths to a flame.
On the altar, Hall Mother Pamise and Falmo's gazes were fixed on Ye Xinxia's figure.
She no longer had any competition. She was the Goddess of Parthenon.
The calamity today was the final hurdle for her to claim the throne!
"I call upon the true Soul of the Parthenon Temple in the name of the Goddess. Only the Soul of the Parthenon Temple can protect Athens!" Ye Xinxia's voice suddenly appeared in everyone's mind.
"Falmo, please take the oath and carve my name, Ye Xinxia, on the sacred monument!"
"Hall Mother, please pray for me."
The words entered everyone's mind. She was not asking for permission, nor was she asking for permission. She was announcing the result in a solemn manner!
Only the Goddess could protect Athens.
She was crowned in the midst of the calamity.
It felt like everything was destined.
Most importantly, the Goddess did not need the Blessing of the Soul. She had been with the Soul of the Parthenon Temple for her entire life, and the Soul of the Parthenon Temple had approved of her. She needed the approval of the Hall Mother, the entire Parthenon Temple, and the whole of Athens!
The Hall Mother was the only one who could make the request.
The Hall Mother had to awaken the Soul of the Parthenon Temple.
Parthenon needed a name, a name that symbolized its supremacy!
She was wearing a white dress.
Only Ye Xinxia was wearing a pure white dress!
Under the light of the poppies, under the blazing flames, and under the contrast of the black robes and black dresses of the Parthenon Temple …
She was unparalleled and independent. Even the Golden Sun Titans showed fear and cowardice in front of such a Goddess chosen by the heavens!
She was pure, dignified, and sacred!
When the people saw the true Soul of the Goddess appearing on Ye Xinxia's body, half of the fear in their hearts dissipated. Only the Goddess could save them. They were willing to worship her as the Goddess without any complaints!
"Iza has been the Goddess for many years, yet she has never received the approval of the Soul of the Goddess. Even if she's the Goddess now, she still won't be able to protect Athens!"
"We saw her being melted by the healing light with our own eyes. She must've fallen into darkness. She must've awakened the Golden Glory Tyrant Titans with her evil resurrection arts!" an Asian woman suddenly exclaimed in the T-shaped district.
"Ye Xinxia is the true Goddess!"
"She's the Goddess chosen by the Heavens!"
The prayers!
Once again, everyone began to pray!
They were not begging for mercy like an incorporeal God, but expressing their devotion to a person with real Godhood, seeking protection from a disaster!
…
The sparrowhawks in four different colors in the sky turned into defensive fireworks.
Ye Xinxia's white dress swayed in the strong wind, embellishing her beautiful and tall figure. At this moment, she could feel the sound of prayers, like drops of holy spring rain falling on her exhausted soul!
The Soul of the Goddess completely recovered in the rain of light. It was rapidly growing stronger, allowing Ye Xinxia to be reborn!
A rain of light suddenly fell from the sky above the ancient city of Athens, which was engulfed in black flames and poppy sparks. The rain of light was like a clear spring that extinguished the scorching heat, and like the liquid of life, it cleansed everyone's wounds …
The people who were dying in the heat were recovering bit by bit under the rain of light. For some reason, the people who were weeping in panic and despair gradually calmed down as they watched the rain of light. The Golden Sun Titan's Sun Ring was extinguished bit by bit under the tranquil rain of light!
She was the Goddess!
When she stood proudly on top of the Parthenon in a white dress, the darkest moment was completely dispelled. What welcomed her was the dazzling white light of dawn!
No one would die a horrible death again.
No one would be trampled by the Tyrant Titans again!
Parthenon, who had once slain the Tyrant Titans, had risen again, all because the Soul of the Goddess had returned!
…
Without the protection of the Sun Ring, the blood-red spears of the knights could finally penetrate the Golden Tyrant Titan's body.
Golden blood flowed out of the body of the old God of Apollo. The Golden Tyrant Titan controlled the black flames angrily, smashing one black star after another into the ground like a ruler of the Heavens.
The sky was vast, but the black flames were pouring down like black dragons. The flames were strong enough to scorch the Parthenon Parthenon, including the mountains outside the city.
The Golden Tyrant Titan was an Emperor-level existence. Its abilities were enough to destroy the Heavens and Earth!
Ye Xinxia was engulfed in a blinding light. Only her white, graceful silhouette could be seen in the light. She placed her hands by her lips and murmured something like a song!
There were still countless ashes of the Four-Colored Sparrowhawks in the sky. Just as Ye Xinxia softly called out to them, these ashes suddenly exploded with a blazing light. There were a total of seven colors, but these colors all intertwined to form an absolute holy white …
They were the White Sparrowhawks blessed by God!
The White Sparrowhawks were burned to ashes by the old God of Apollo, yet they were reborn from the ashes. The White Sparrowhawks spread their wings and shrouded the sky, forming a white barrier above the Parthenon Parthenon Parthenon Parthenon Parthenon.
The black flames could no longer penetrate the barrier of the White Sparrowhawks. The people raised their heads and stared at the sky. It was the first time they felt real peace. It was the power of God that could isolate the Golden Tyrant Titan from the barrier!
Divine Soul, this was the true Divine Soul.
No one could provide such protection!
"Knights, awaken your will of the Hunter God!"
Ye Xinxia's spiritual voice was transmitted once again. This time, it was transmitted to the souls of all the Parthenon Paladins.
The Knight's Contract could only be awakened by the Goddess.
The will of the God of Orion was the extraordinary power that Parthenon had used to defeat the Titans. Even the weakest Blue Star Knight would be able to penetrate the Titans' defenses with any spell after acquiring the will of the God of Orion!
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