Iinosa said bluntly: "I admit that on the mountain of the sacred, I designed the conspiracy of my United Holy Court. I designed you as Cardinal Salang, because I knew you were related to Salang early in the morning, and why the mother of the temple, Parmes, was the decree to recruit you into the Parthenon."

"So I deliberately made some tricks on the bloodstone, so that the people of the Holy Court improved the sensitivity of the bloodstone inspection of Salang. As long as the blood can be paired a little, it will emit a red light. With a little light magic, it will become the same as the bloodstone triggered."

"Until later, I found out that I was wrong. The bloodstone was not Salang's own bloodstone at all, but the bloodstone belonging to the pope. The American Freedom Master snatched from that mysterious man not Salang's bloodstone, but the pope's or the future pope's! This is probably why you can grow into a towering tree so quickly."

"You are actually the pope of the Black Holy See! You have always controlled the darkness of the whole world. It's just that you have always played two identities in one person. You said you killed Panija unconsciously, but you have neither forgotten insects nor brainwashed, but you have killed Panija with your own hands."

"The reason is that Pannija learned from the Holy Court that you might be Salang's disappearance. She, like me, thought you were Ye Chang's successor, the next Salang, to confront you and ask you to give up the position of goddess to her."

"She guessed the same as me. You are not Saran but the Pope. Your pope awakened and killed Pannija!"

"Because that is another personality of yours, you don't know that she exists, so no matter how you use spiritual magic, you don't know that you killed Panija."

"Sarang! It's your guardian! The reason why Salang appears is because he wants to protect your Pope's identity!"

For a moment, the audience was silent, Ye Xinxia looked speechless, and she didn't know how to answer Yi Zhisha's question. It was already outrageous to say that she was Salang, but now she was talking nonsense, and there was not even evidence, all relying on her mouth.

It’s really up to the mouth to spread rumors, and refuting them will break their legs.

When Ye Xinxia killed Pannijia, the world's top spiritual mages came to trial. Even the Forbidden City Mage of the country came, but there was still no trace of Ye Xinxia being controlled, so he ordered the execution of Ye Xinxia.

But later his soul appeared and Salang came out and admitted all the charges, so Ye Xinxia got rid of the charges.

Ye Xinxia felt that she should say something, but she felt that the argument with such a crazy woman would only lower her IQ.

So Ye Xinxia simply remained silent and waited for the final ritual voting stage to begin.

Because Ye Xinxia and Iinosa's votes are the same, Ye Xinxia has the support of the magical senior leaders of Britain and Russia, while Iinosa's United States and Europe in South America.

For the Parthenon, the support of the magical high-level Western countries is the most important, so now they are equivalent to two to two, and finally decided to hand it over to the believers of Greece.

Each believer who came to worship had two kinds of flowers, olive flowers and jasmine flowers. Olive flowers represent Ye Xinxia, ​​and jasmine flowers represent Iinosa. When the election began, Greek believers ran into the air the flowers representing their support of the saint, which meant that they voted.

It is up to the people of all Greece to decide who is the goddess.

These flowers are special faith collectors. When a believer holds the flowers in his hand and prays in his heart to the name of the saint whom he supports, the power of faith will be poured into the flowers. When the flowers are thrown into the sky, it will turn into the flower of faith and fly to the representative saint statue.

The palace mother Pamishi was standing quietly in the city election square at this time, and a gratifying smile appeared on her face.

Since the death of the Holy Son Wentai and his soul has not yet been seen for a long time since he died and his soul has disappeared. This is probably the charm of giving people the power to choose. Now the entire city of Athens has gathered 10 million people in Greece.

Yes, there are actually only about 10 million people in Greece, but this is the foundation of the Parthenon. The Greeks are the ones who believe in the Parthenon and contribute the greatest power of faith. They are providing their own faith all the time.

And now, it is perfect for the Greeks to decide this election.

The two saints stood beside the temple mother, and now there is no meaning in any unnecessary words. They just need to watch these citizens quietly.

The voice of the palace mother sounded again: "The believers who have completed the words of prayer and have been poured into the power of faith, please silently recite the name of the saint who supports it in their hearts, let go of your hands, and let your faith fly to the statue of the saint!"

People held flowers and fulfilled their prayers one after another.

Millions of flowers, holy as ripples of snow on the Alps, slowly flying in the festive Acropolis of Athens, with petals and tidbits lingering and fragrant. There are also eyes that people are staring at, like an inverted starry sky, the flowers and rain fly towards the clouds of prayer, and the glory of the clouds of prayer bathes on everyone's shoulders.

This is the power of faith.

The mother of the palace saw the people throwing out the flowers in their hands, and the power of faith was flying all over the sky, and nodded with satisfaction.

These powers of faith are the capital on which the Parthenon relies on for survival. This is the wholehearted prayer of tens of millions of people, and the power is quite huge.

Just as the palace mother Pamis was planning to count the support votes Ye Xinxia and Yizhisha each received. Suddenly, a man in the crowd shouted: "This is not jasmine and olive flowers!"

Ye Xinxia and Yizhisha realized something was wrong at the same time, so they reached out to get a flower representing themselves. When the two of them pinched hard and the healing magic light appeared, the petals of the two bright and beautiful flowers instantly turned black, and even the appearance of the petals began to change.

Whether it is jasmine or olive flowers, they all turn into black poppy flowers!

Yizhisha's eyes suddenly looked at a position below the election platform with murderous intentions, which was where the dignitaries were sitting. Yizhisha stared fiercely at the high-ranking official responsible for the production of flowers.

"Who are you?" Yi Zhisha's eyes had sharp murderous intent and she said in a gloomy voice.

The swollen old gentleman heard Izusa's question, raised his head and looked directly at Izusa, without any fear. He took off his black hat, his turbid eyes and said with a bit of terrifying temperament: "Black Pharmacist."

!!!!!!

Ye Xinxia and the palace mother Pamisi's eyes shrank slightly, black pharmacist! Isn't this the developer of the violent spring water of the ancient capital of Bocheng and the catastrophe?

Roar roar roar!!! Boar boar boar!!!
Chapter completed!