Fresh blood poured out of the ring, but it was quickly absorbed by the special ring.
The transparent ring gradually changed. Its interior was slowly filled with Ye Xinxia's blood. It slowly spread to the Blood Stone inside the ring, making it extremely bright!
Meanwhile, a mark hidden by the Amnesia Bug surfaced on Ye Xinxia's forehead. It looked like blood vessels spreading, but it soon turned into a Blood Forehead Rune.
The Pope Rune on her forehead blurred, before slowly fading away. It seemed to have been branded into Ye Xinxia's soul, and would never be erased!
"The Pope Rune on your forehead won't disappear unless your soul disperses. Ye Xinxia, from now on, you are the supreme Pope of the Black Vatican. You will rule over the seven Red Cardinals and the seven Chief Extraditors. The Red Cardinals and the disciples of the Chief Extraditors will submit to you. They will clear all obstacles in your way with a single command, even if it means shedding a river of blood!" Hall Mother Pamise blurted out excitedly.
Even Ye Xinxia did not see the Hall Mother acting so passionately when she was promoted to the Goddess. It was obvious that the Hall Mother had been suppressing her identity as the Pope for too long. She finally had the chance to unleash her true self, and as a ruler, no less!
The sun had risen.
Hall Mother Pamise almost forgot the time. She glanced out the window. A few rays of sunlight spilled down from the window and landed on her slightly aged face.
She could not help but touch her white hair. However, she still tried her best to put on a smile to welcome the new day.
What a beautiful day! For the past few decades, the morning light had always been somewhat "old" and tasteless. Only today was completely different. There was warmth, color, and a change that made people hopeful. Moreover, this change would happen every day!
"Go, it's the first day of your worship. Salan has done us a great favor. Many people will come to worship the Mountain of the God's Seal today. Of course, you will also see people who are more devout than the believers. They are already climbing the mountain. There are a few Red Cardinals and Chief Extraditors among them. You should meet them," Hall Mother Pamise said.
"Mmm, time really flies. I need to prepare myself too," Ye Xinxia nodded.
Facing the morning light, Ye Xinxia walked out of the Hall Mother's pavilion in her long dress.
After passing through the wooden bridge, there was a winding mountain path at the bottom of the tall mountain range. Looking down from here, one could already see an endless stream of people. They climbed up the Divine Seal Mountain step by step, forming a long line of people that stretched as far as the eye could see.
It was easy for people to overlook the power of faith when they had enough food and clothing. However, Parthenon's glory after the crisis they had gone through.
It was the Hall Mother's ambition.
The question was, was the Hall Mother leaning toward Parthenon or the Black Vatican?
She needed the Black Vatican to remind the people of Parthenon when Parthenon was on the decline.
The light in the Hall Mother's eyes when she became the Supreme Pontiff was exactly the same as the madness of the Black Vatican!
It had been so long that the Hall Mother could no longer tell the difference.
Would she be the same in the future?
Ye Xinxia did not even have the time to close her eyes after she returned to the Hall of the Goddess.
She sat in front of the mirror. Fiona was chattering happily beside her ear like a little magpie.
"Your Majesty, you are now a Goddess. You should put on some makeup to make you look more dignified." Fiona decided to add some heavy makeup to Ye Xinxia's face. She wanted her lips to be fiery red, at the very least.
"It's fine, I want to wear light makeup today. It's best if I don't wear any makeup," Ye Xinxia forced a smile.
"That won't do. You spent a lot of energy yesterday, and you didn't sleep at all last night. You don't look well. It's the first day of the ceremony. The whole world has their eyes on you. You must be so beautiful that the whole world will fall for you! "Fiona said.
"That's right, even a prisoner on death row would put on some makeup before she leaves the prison," Ye Xinxia nodded in agreement.
"Why would you say that? How could a prisoner on death row compare to you? Every woman in the world would be envious of you. Every man in the world would fall in love with you. Even the Gods would be watching over you! You are now a Goddess, you are no longer a Saintess who could be pulled down from the altar at any time. No one can criticize you, no one can disobey you … "Fiona said.
"I thought so too," Ye Xinxia was slightly moved by Fiona's words.
A Goddess …
She had thought the same thing when she read about the Goddess when she was still a student.
But was that really the case?
Last night in the dungeon, Mellor had scolded the Goddess with the dirtiest words. Ye Xinxia did not argue back, because it was the truth.
Ye Xinxia had been making countless changes to become a Goddess for so many years.
She had finally become a Goddess.
However, the cruelest part had only just begun.
She had taken pity on every life, even the insects whose wings were broken by the rain outside the window.
Now, she knew that Athens and Parthenon were surrounded by rivers of blood and corpses, yet she still had to put on a delicate makeup and a spotless white dress.
"How beautiful, Your Majesty, I wonder what kind of man is worthy of you," Fiona said in satisfaction after finishing her makeup.
"I'm not worthy of anyone."
…
Mountain of Praise
During the Fenghua Festival, the woods were like a paint tray that had been accidentally knocked over by the Creator's pathway. It unintentionally painted a colorful picture with distinct layers.
The style was gentle, with a unique fragrance. It was the most essential scent of the most famous spices in Europe. The noble ladies of many countries were willing to spend a fortune on the fragrance of the Mountain of the Goddess.
The gentle morning light shone on the glass statues that could be seen everywhere on the Mountain of Praise, reflecting a sacred light. It was supposed to be a peaceful mountain, yet it was emitting a fascinating glow …
There was an endless stream of people.
The Mountain of Praise was the final destination. The Mountain of the Goddess of Parthenon was only open to the public on this day. The long, winding stairs, the magnificent plank paths, and the hanging bridges were all crowded with people. They were eager to enter the Mountain of Praise and enter the sight of the new Goddess, yet they were unusually obedient. They did not dare to destroy a single blade of grass or tree on the Mountain of the Goddess of Parthenon.
On the long road, there were devout crowds. Occasionally, one could see some slender maids and sages. They would bless the climbers with olive branches. Every person who received the blessing of the raindrops would shout excitedly like a child. To them, being able to receive the blessings of the maids and sages was already worth the trip!
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