Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
“Back off, back off now!’ the Hall Mother ordered the seven Golden Sun Knights in a weak voice.
The Golden Sun Knights immediately obeyed the Hall Mother’s order. They did not dare to provoke Salan any further.
“HAHAHA, Pamise, you are a selfish b**ch!” Salan burst out laughing.
The Black Vatican would be fine with one fewer Red Cardinal, but the Parthenon Temple could not afford to lose their Hall Mother. They had yet to elect a Goddess, and if the Hall Mother died, the Parthenon Temple would surely be in chaos!
Salan was basically a self-detonating bomb. She would not mind conducting a suicide attack on the authorities of the Parthenon Temple.
The Hall Mother and the Magistrates who cherished their lives would not dare to provoke such a madwoman. They had no choice but to swallow the humiliation.
Even they had never imagined that they would allow a Red Cardinal of the Black Vatican to do as she pleased on the sacred mountain of the Parthenon Temple. Salan was clearly scarier than the rumors had mentioned, as even the Supreme Pontiff of the Black Vatican had never done anything like this!
“Dulanc, your talents are comparable to a Red Cardinal of the Black Vatican, coming up with such a brilliant plot. Have you ever thought that you would be torn into pieces by something?” Salan walked toward Dulanc.
Dulanc was staring at Salan. It was quite obvious that the Great Magistrate was panicking, yet he was trying hard to remain calm.
“There’s no way I have been poisoned by you,” Dulanc seemed very confident. He was not afraid of Salan, but no one dared to move, as the woman was controlling the lives of the Hall Mother and the Magistrates.
“The girl you are trying so hard to kill is protected by a man that even I am quite intimidated by. I won’t even need to do anything myself, as you are already a dead man,” Salan said.
Salan walked away from the mountain top.
Many people were surrounding the place, yet no one dared to stop the woman who was carrying great sins. She was utterly terrifying to deal with. Even the Supreme Pontiff of the Black Vatican had not left the Parthenon Temple and the Holy Judgment Court in such a difficult situation before.
“Wait!” Song Qiming stopped Salan.
Salan had reached the mountain path that was already damaged beyond recognition. The people on the mountain top were hoping that the woman would take her Sudden-Death Poison Queen and leave as soon as possible. They were worried that they would be going down with the woman if she decided to proceed with the suicide attack.
“It has been so many years since the incident. Why do you have to vent your anger on the ordinary people? So many people died in Bo City and the Ancient Capital. If Wen Tai knew it was all your doing, how could he rest in peace?” Song Qiming pressed.
“It’s either black or white, he has obviously made the wrong choice! As long as he continues to hide in the mountain, I will continue to massacre his cities!” Salan replied instantly.
“Millions of people have died because of a single mistake.”
“It’s only the beginning,” Salan promised.
Song Qiming stood still. The complicated look in his eyes was replaced with a cold murderous intent!
He was less than a hundred meters away from Salan. Salan had always been untraceable. It was most likely her first time showing up in front of them, and she was currently in the Parthenon Temple, of all places. It was the best chance they had to kill this devil. Song Qiming could not allow a devil that would continue to stir up disasters to leave so easily, especially when he realized that it was all because of the judgment that was made in the past…
Salan continued down the mountain, and slowly faded into the distance. Meanwhile, Song Qiming remained unmoving…
He was strong enough to take down Salan, but he chose not to do so.
Apart from the fact that Magistrate Leonard would die together with Salan, if he failed to kill Salan here, considering how vengeful the woman was, the Magic City he lived in would most likely be her next target. Song Qiming suddenly lost his courage when he thought about the Calamity of the Ancient Capital!
A man that had grown old would have more worries, and would be less bold. Song Qiming could not help but glance at Mo Fan and the Black Totem Snake. If Mo Fan was in his shoes, he would surely have killed Salan at all costs!
As he was hesitating, Salan had already left. The scent of the black blood lingering on the mountain top had gradually weakened too.
Song Qiming returned to his friend Leonard and saw that he had fallen unconscious. He was unsure if the man had made it.
On the other hand, Hall Mother Pamise managed to subdue the poison. Her servant was about to chase after Salan, but the Hall Mother immediately stopped her. She immediately ordered a Muse to investigate the Hall of the Goddess and find every suspicious person!
The reason why Salan was able to place them under control was because the members of the Black Vatican had infiltrated the Hall of the Goddess. The Probationary Servant that chopped Izisha’s body into pieces had already committed suicide, but they still had to find out who had poisoned them!
“Hall Mother, now that Salan has shown up, it means that Ye Xinxia is innocent! I hope you will withdraw the magic formation and let Mo Fan and Xinxia go,” Song Qiming said when he saw the Hall Mother recovering quickly.
“It’s still a fact that Ye Xinxia murdered Panijia. She will be sentenced to death, regardless if she was Salan or not. Besides, Mo Fan dared to stir up chaos in our Parthenon Temple. There’s no way we can forgive him easily!” Mellaura immediately screamed.
The Hall Mother’s face was still black.
They had lost all their dignity today. They were too scared to do anything when Salan used her life to threaten theirs. As such, the Parthenon Temple would not forgive Mo Fan, Ye Xinxia, and the Black Snake easily!
“Humph, they are obviously guilty, if Mo Fan didn’t show up, Salan would never have been able to sneak into the Parthenon Temple. Perhaps Mo Fan has long colluded with Salan, his sins are unforgivable!” Great Magistrate Dulanc spoke up.
Song Qiming was infuriated by Dulanc’s words!
How shameless could these people be? They had failed to take down the Red Cardinal of the Black Vatican, so they were planning to sacrifice the two young Mages so they could justify themselves. Since when were the Holy Judgment Court and the Parthenon Temple so corrupt? It was quite obvious that everything had happened because they had falsely accused Xinxia as Salan!
Ye Xinxia was not Salan, meaning that there was no motive for her to murder Panijia. There was a great conspiracy behind it, yet the Parthenon Temple and the Holy Judgment Court still insisted on killing Xinxia instead of investigating the matter.
“Old Song, it’s no use, the judgment has been made. That girl will not survive,” Leonard said to Song Qiming feebly.
“What do you mean by that!?” Song Qiming yelled.
“Dulanc has performed the Dark Execution, the Holy Court Mages aren’t the executioners…” Leonard said.
Song Qiming’s expression darkened. He raised his head in disbelief and stared at the Black Totem Snake that was giving his all to break through the magic formation, and Mo Fan who was determined to rescue Xinxia at all cost!
“Dulanc, are you out of your mind!?” Song Qiming lost his temper. He could no longer stay calm. He yelled furiously and went right up to Dulanc.
Song Qiming’s eyes were filled with rage and murderous intent. His overwhelming mental strength surged toward Dulanc. The Holy Court Mages nearby almost fainted, unable to withstand the incredible pressure.
Dulanc stared right back at Song Qiming. A strong energy was circling him too. One was the old Clergyman of the Holy Judgment Court, and the other was the Great Magistrate. The auras of the two highest authorities of the Holy Judgment Court clashed with one another, knocking back the Super Mages nearby.
Not a single person was standing within a hundred meters of the two powerful Mages. They had yet to cast a single spell, yet the sky had already darkened tremendously!
“She is Salan, so it’s fine for me to use the Dark Execution on her. You are no longer the Clergyman, you have no right to question my decision!” Dulanc said.
“The girl is innocent, you are abusing your power!”
“I’m not the only person that voted with the black stone. Song Qiming, you really haven’t learned to judge the hour and size up the situation, haven’t you? Do you really think I’m the only one responsible for Wen Tai’s death? I only have one Stone of Guilt, but aren’t you aware of what happened to him? He was too bright, even Izisha felt threatened by his influence, and the only choice that he had was death!” Dulanc snapped.
“Then what about Ye Xinxia!?” Song Qiming snapped in return.
The Holy Court Mages and the Magistrates tried to stop them, but their auras were just too terrifying. None of them could get any closer.
“You already knew who Salan was, can’t you guess who the girl is now? Oh Song Qiming, you are bound to be a failure. You are not heartless enough to be an authority. Izisha was always our leader, only she could annihilate all opposing forces and reclaim the glory of the Holy Judgment Court!” Dulanc said.
“You…you all are responsible for it!” Song Qiming immediately realized who was behind the conspiracy all along after seeing Dulanc’s reaction.
However, when he learned the truth, it felt like he was having a ridiculous nightmare.
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The Hall of the Goddess…
On the long corridor that was covered in purple crystals, the fair-skinned Asha’ruiya in a long, dark green dress was heading toward the end.
The end of the corridor was the Rear Hall, where a blue coffin in the shape of a sacred leaf was placed. A gorgeous woman was lying inside, covered in lots of fascinating jewelry.
Asha’ruiya went closer to the coffin. The Vice Hall Master that was guarding it hesitated slightly when he saw Asha’ruiya.
Asha’ruiya took a quick glance at the coffin and saw that the woman’s remains were still intact. She harrumphed coldly and said, “Didn’t they say Izisha’s body was chopped into pieces?”
The Vice Hall Master was unsure of what he should say. He took the initiative to move aside instead.
Asha’ruiya went closer and saw traces of blood in the coffin. However, when she took a closer look, her face went black.
The body had clear cuts on it, but the cuts were slowly healing!
The pieces of Izisha’s body… were joining back together on their own!