Versatile Mage

The long skirt dragged to the floor, and Movan walked down from the altar with his heart and summer and followed the cold stone column to the door.

“I'll take you out.” Movan Xia said.

“Mmm-hmm.” Nodded heavily.

Movan always said to give herself a pair of wings, but for Heart Summer, she had no real interest in that kind of luxurious and beautiful thing. Movan gave her, like a pair of wings that were strong enough to keep her heart from fluttering and scared, and many times she was even glad she lost her ability to walk on her legs, so she got such a guardian.

Whether you leave or not, that's enough!

The thick copper door slowly opened, a ray of sunshine fell down, should have felt a bit like seeing the sun again, but Xianxia knew the real prison was coming!!

On the steps, the Knights of Jinyao are so vibrant, their magical smell is already filled with a pounding pressure table, making it difficult for people to breathe.

Looking down again, the entire two battalions of ruling magicians, headed by the deputy lord Shaw Shen, can't help but kill himself now to sue the spirit of Penega!!

Two hundred magicians of judgment, listed as death squares, all elements of magic will be turned into a breath of destruction, and the tiny ones will be utterly wiped out by a single voice.

Looking further afield, Penega's funeral is taking place, many members of the Temple of Patnon are present, and the most prestigious magicians in holy coats stand among them, their strength is simply impossible for ordinary people to resist!!

With such a heavy guard, it's impossible to leave!

“Movan, put the man down, you have to take her one more step outside, Knight Kim Yao and the Judge will execute you!!” Cullen shouted.

As soon as the gate opened, everyone saw Movan walking out with his heart and summer in his arms. This act was undoubtedly telling the whole people of Shenshan that he was taking people away!

It was Movan who was allowed to see anyone, but Movan was never allowed to take them away.

“What a fearless ignorant man.” Jaffa looked at Movan and the corner of his mouth pulled a trick.

“There are always some lunatics who do things that are incomprehensible. ”

“Movan, you better think about it. Once you take her out of the temple, the Temple of Patnon and the Court consider you an accomplice. Though you are the benefactor of the ancient holocaust, Sarang's identity is as heinous as the accomplice is unforgivable!” Said Suti, a virtuous woman.

“Unforgivable are you. Claiming to be the world's most authoritative, claiming to be the world's most just, a good Temple of Patnon and the Holy Court, a bunch of wine bags, a bunch of dumb people to the limit. With that point of so-called iron evidence, I can't wait to press all the charges against a girl who knows nothing, and make up such ridiculous words... the spoken word is that there is another soul hidden in her body, another personality, that is, Sarang, so which of you has seen this soul, this personality, conspiring to commit a plot, not to commit an act? The shallowest things never go to inquiry, but come up with something that doesn't necessarily have to be established to be iron proof. This is your Temple of Parthenon, this is the undisputed Holy See of authority, and it's no better place to go than killing an innocent black Holy See!” Movan scolded outrageously in the face of the crowd.

Movan brought Summer to the door, it had already spooked the whole peak platform. Who would have thought that this man was so bold that he shouted in front of countless ruling magicians, guardian knights, magicians and magistrates. That voice was not covered with half a dot. It reached each of their ears. The atmosphere of the whole peak platform solidified. A strand of killing momentum came from the most provocative high-powered magicians!!

“The iron proof is the iron proof, why no one else's blood is valid, her blood can provoke the bishop's blood stone!” The great sage, Mejora, said outrageously.

“Do you really know the Holy See?” Mofan questioned.

“This…”

“I killed three hundred and seventy Grey Christians, fifty-four Black Priests, killed two Blue Deacons myself, a Black Holy See executioner, destroyed a branch of the Black Holy See, not to mention the Ancient Holocaust, and asked how many of you here were more than the Black Holy See I killed, and if so, stand up now and tell me how much you know about the Black Holy See, how many of them are Blue Deacons, what the true identity of the Cardinal Cardinals is, and more to bear the consequences of framing an innocent girl for Salang so that he would not go unpunished: this bishop's blood stone will surely prove that he's Salang, even if he's a child, a girl who can't walk, an old man, an official, a judge of your own high or holy court of the Temple of Patnon!” Once again, Movan confronted.

“Movan, the Court of the Holy See has ruled that she is Sarang. Why do you have to do this?” Glocken sighed at the verdict hall.

“Glocken, how did you promise me that you would take Summer with you to the Temple of Patnon, that you would swear in your own capacity that you would not let her suffer the slightest grievance. Now that your oath is in conflict with your loyal Patnon, have you chosen to forsake your oath? Is it not so important in your heart that the right and wrong are no longer so important that there is not a normal person to question and think about, as long as it is Patnon and the judgment of the Holy Court, is all right?” Movan pointed at Glocken, more angry in his heart.

“I…” Glockenton was silent, how could he not report it for questioning, but what could a ruling magician do if the wind fell?

“The Holy See sees the ordinance as its most sacred mission, to honour others by mutilating them, and will never have half a doubt about any sin it has committed, and what the bishop has made them do in their minds must be the noblest and greatest. Compare yourselves. The Black Holy See shares a deep-rooted belief with you, and I thought the difference between you and them was that, even if it were a ridiculous decision and order, Patnon was a Patnon because you maintained your own sense of justice and your ability to distinguish between good and evil. But now it looks like you're all the same! Based on the piecemeal evidence, you can be sure that she is definitely Sarang, can't wait to be convicted and executed, it's not ridiculous!!” Movan's wrath in his chest was thoroughly transformed into a sharp sword-like word that stabbed the crowd hard.

“Movan, it's just your own words, and who in the world is willing to believe that her loved ones are criminals, but the fact is that she still does what hurts heaven. You let her go now and leave the Temple alone, and we will never do anything to you. You have indeed contributed enough to the eradication of the Holy See… and Sarang is the closest person to you, and I know that it is indeed a great blow to you, but the Holy See cannot be changed.” Suti continued to persuade.

“Are you going to make a mistake or something?” Movan grinned.

“Even if it is not right, it is nothing short of Cardinal. After all, we in the Court of the Holy See have the supreme power to execute the suspects of Cardinal!” At this moment, Grand Judge Durank, representing the Temple of Patnon, has spoken.

“Well, well, that's the true attitude of your Court of the Holy See. Would you rather kill it by mistake than let it go?” Movan couldn't help but laugh.

“If we are wrong, we will thank the deceased, but she is indeed Sarang, and that would have saved countless lives. Ye Xinxia, if you still have a little compassion at this moment, you should make a self-sacrifice. Why should the demon who has left you asleep continue to be a scourge? Why should Movan, who has a great future, be buried with you? This is the Temple of Patnon. Authorities are not challenging. He has the highest right to execute and can be killed instantly!” Grand Judge Durank spoke out loud.

When Xinxia heard this, she couldn't help but look at Movan.

“Don't listen to him. Believe me, I'll get you out of here!” Movan said with great certainty.

“Judge Durank, you sound particularly familiar to me. I think you were just an apprentice judge at the time, when you brought down our greatest son, you forced him to grab him and let you slaughter him...” That's when the voice of an old man came.

One way out of the crowd was to see old man Song Qiming slowly emerge from it.

Old Bao, Song Qiming, walked by the magicians, and the magicians immediately half-knelt down to give their salute.

“Old Song Cleric! ”

“Elder! ”

“Old Song Cleric! ”

“Mentor! ”

The magistrates were all made up of superior magicians, and everyone's names were so loud in the world, but when they met the old priest Song Qiming, their arrogance did not dare to reveal half.

Although the new priest has also been in office for some years, his influence in the Holy See is still incomparable with that of the old priest Song Qiming.

“Song Qiming, you are a cleric, you are solely responsible for supervising the judge, any decision of judgment has nothing to do with you, not to mention that you are no longer a cleric of the Holy Court, and what right do you have to speak here!” As soon as Durank saw Song Qiming, he said in a desperate manner.

“I'm just referring to the past, about the Holy Sanctuary of Ventai, so far countless people have been blindfolded. I don't mean to offend the iron-faced selfless stone of the previous generation of Goddess Yi Yao, but we all know that it was a power struggle, I wish there was a man like Movan who stood up at that time, and it wouldn't be a big mistake!” Song Qiming sighed slowly with his hands behind his back.

“Shut up, are you trying to rebel against the Court!” Durank was ashamed and angry.

The matter of Ventai has always been sealed off. No one is allowed to mention it by the Court of the Holy See, but now Song Qiming has spoken out on this occasion. You should know that there are still countless followers of Song Qiming, the son of Ventai, throughout the Temple of Patnon. If Song Qiming goes on, it must cause a tide!!