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In a house full of grayish-white sculptures, Michael was holding a carving knife and carefully polishing some of the patterns on a marble sculpture. It was a sculpture of a mermaid, her dress half undone, and the delicate thin scales on her lower body looked like a special wrap dress … …
Hai Long watched quietly from the side.
"You're not here to reminisce, are you? You're just here to make sure that I don't do anything out of line. After all, it's very difficult for the Holy City's Holy Temple to let a new successor come in person. At some point in time, the Holy City and the Temple were like fire and water." Finally, Michael spoke to Hai Long.
"Until now, the Holy City still hasn't returned the orphan of our ancient Goddess." Hai Long didn't avoid the topic.
It was a matter of many years ago, and it wasn't even in this era.
The Holy City had killed the Goddess of the Temple.
They had invited the Goddess to the Holy City's Holy Temple, but controlled her in the same way that she was a heretic.
Just as Michael said, Hai Long wasn't here to reminisce.
He was here just to keep an eye on Michael.
Although the probability of the Holy City doing this was very small, Hai Long couldn't let such a thing happen.
"In terms of craftsmanship, I'm still not as good as you. The scales I carve are scales, but the tail scales from your hands seem to bloom with different colors, as if a real life is standing in front of you … …" Michael put down the carving knife in his hand and patted the stone dust on his body with his hand.
"Your mentality is different from mine. I'm trying to make an object show the beauty of life, but you're making many beautiful lives into your personal collection." Hai Long said.
"You're right. Speaking of which, I really hope that you're here to reminisce. That way, I'll be happy from the bottom of my heart. It's been a long time since an old friend came to find me. In terms of carving, I'm far inferior to you. In terms of combat level, you're far inferior to me. "Michael said to Hai Long.
Hai Long looked at Michael and found that Michael's eyes suddenly became cold and wild. His powerful aura made him look like a ferocious beast, and he was just a young elk in front of him!
Michael was right.
His strength was so strong that it was almost impossible for a human to look up to him!
Even with Hades's Saint Soul, Hai Long could not compete with Michael.
Michael was getting stronger, especially after returning to the Holy City. He was still getting stronger.
Most people who had reached the Forbidden Spell Realm would find it extremely difficult to take another step forward. The Forbidden Spell Realm had already surpassed the limits of humans, yet Michael was still evolving. He had unknowingly left them in the dust!
Hai Long took a deep breath. He was shocked by Michael's strength.
However, Hai Long was not afraid. He kept his eyes on Michael. If Michael really wanted to do something, he would not take a step back!
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Outside the Sacred Palace, the Golden Sun Knights stood in a row. Stepping on the afterglow of the Holy City, they walked out of the Holy City along the First Avenue.
The Holy Adjudicators did not let their guard down either. The streets were cleared, and they watched as the Parthenon Knights and the Goddess slowly left. The sand-gold glow made them look even more majestic and holy.
As the knights left, the people in the Holy City revealed looks of envy. In terms of extravagance, Parthenon would definitely far surpass the Holy City …
Hai Long walked up to Ye Xinxia and said softly, "Your Majesty, Michael's strength has reached the level of being the number one person below the Gods. As the Archangel, even if the twelve of us Conferred Knights had awakened our Saint Souls, we would definitely not be a match for Michael."
Ye Xinxia turned her head thoughtfully and took a look at the magnificent Sacred Palace.
"Remil has been keeping an eye on it as well. Moreover, that courtyard is filled with restrictions …" Ye Xinxia started to fret.
In fact, she had brought along some things for this visit. They were the strange Astral Worms that Mofan needed.
However, it was a pity that she did not have the chance.
It was not just that Remil was keeping a close eye on it. More importantly, Mofan's surroundings were filled with restrictions. No matter how stealthily those strange Astral Worms, which could absorb one's soul force, were passed to Mofan, the restrictions would be triggered instantly …
Mofan should have also realized that the Archangels were keeping an increasingly strict watch over him. Therefore, he had been using his gaze to hint to Xinxia that she should not take any action.
If that were to happen, Ye Xinxia would have no choice but to give up. In that place filled with restrictions, if she were to really cross the Holy City's bottom line, Michael would very likely keep Ye Xinxia in the Holy City as well. If that were to happen, there would be no turning back for the situation!
It seemed that she would have to think of another way.
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Ye Xinxia did not linger around the Holy City. She had to return to Greece.
She returned the box with the strange Astral Worms to Mubai. Mubai was not surprised by this outcome.
Even though Ye Xinxia was the only person who could see Mofan now, Michael and Remil would not make such a low-level mistake.
They must have considered that Mofan might use some strange method to break the oath in God's Language. They would definitely weld the cage to death.
In fact, it was already risky for Xinxia to go to the Holy City. The Holy City had always been eyeing the Temple of God covetously. It could be said that Ye Xinxia, who had become the Goddess, was also a faction that the Archangels were extremely wary of.
The Temple of God did not have a Goddess for a long time because the Holy City was suppressing them.
She could only leave the matter of the strange Astral Worms to others.
Ye Xinxia's focus was still on a few factions. No matter what, she could not obtain the six Black Stone for the Holy City. That would truly be a dead end!
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The intervals between the trials became shorter and shorter. It was clear that the Holy City was getting anxious.
They were so anxious that they wanted to get rid of Mofan. Moreover, several Holy City Archangels were pressuring a few other important organizations, demanding that they hand over the Black Stone.
Unfortunately, in the next few trials, the intentions revealed in some of their words were very unsatisfactory.
As the chief priest, Remil was so angry that he almost wanted to pry open the heads of those who had not expressed their opinions!
Why was it so difficult to sentence an evil god as a heretic? Moreover, this person had killed Patrol Angel Charlie!
There were only seven Archangels in the Holy City!
Charlie was originally going to ascend to the Holy City and become one of the seven leaders of the Holy City.
A person filled with the smell of darkness and evil energy had killed an Archangel leader. Shouldn't he be sentenced to hell?!
Just what kind of ability did this Mofan have to make the Holy City feel so helpless?!
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"Michael, I'm starting to feel that what you said was completely correct. Things are not as simple as we thought," Remil said with a sour expression after leaving the Holy City.
"There are many unparalleled people in this world. There are even many who are more talented than me. Not only have I never minded, but I also admire them more than anyone else. This is because I know very well that some people's unparalleled talents will not bring about turmoil, while some people have restless blood flowing in their bones. The existence of these people will only bring about endless disputes. I've never misjudged anyone, "Michael said to Remiel." You're right.
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