Versatile Mage: Spirit Seed Emperor Flame, I will burn for nine days

Under the watchful eyes of many forces, Mo Fan set foot on the Xinghe Mountain Road, a mountain road that only those who were allowed could enter.

Two months ago, he was allowed in along with the others, but today he became an uninvited guest.

At the arched stone door, a judge from the Parthenon Temple said solemnly, "Sir, this is the Xinghe Mountain Road. If you step into this door without permission, you will be killed immediately. Please think carefully."

Since ancient times, the people in these temples have taken the majesty of the Parthenon more seriously than anyone else.

Therefore, even though a young man went up the sacred mountain in order to save a city and died, he forced the goddess, the temple mother and others to change the rules.

In fact, it was the goddesses and sages of that generation who established the Xinghe Mountain Road in gratitude for the hero's dedication to saving others.

But in fact, it was not that the goddess felt humiliated after being brought to the mountain by an unknown person, so she just wanted to save face.

Otherwise, since it is a matter of life and death, why would people who come for help have to cross the Xinghe Mountain Road where there are ambushes from all sides?

From the very beginning, the goddess and the sages or masters of the Parthenon did not want anyone to appear on the sacred mountain and slap them in the face.

Compared with the sanctity of the Parthenon and the reverence of the goddess, what does the life and death of people in the outside world mean?

No one knows how much time has passed. The "original intention" of establishing Xinghe Mountain Road has long disappeared in the long river of time. All that remains today is the reputation of Xinghe Mountain Road for being dangerous.

Mo Fan politely rejected the guarding Judgment Mage's request and took firm steps, once again stepping into the Xinghe Mountain Road.

Pang Lai and the others who followed him were all worried. They really didn't want Mo Fan, who had a promising future, to completely ruin his magic skills.

"Xinghe Mountain Road, an intruder!"

The high-pitched voice soon echoed in the sacred mountain. The bronze bell was struck with a heavy sound. Deep green chaotic light was interweaving in the ancient galaxy road. No matter from which angle of the sacred mountain, this unusual energy could be seen swaying.

Just as Pang Lai had told them before, anyone who trespassed into the Xinghe Mountain Road would be suppressed by a barrier.

It's said that it allows those with high-level cultivation to break through, but in fact, this barrier still has a considerable amount of suppression on high-level mages, but it's not as fierce as that of super-level mages.

A ray of green light crossed the space and gradually condensed in Xu Yuheng's hand, trying to release wind magic energy into it.

He soon discovered that under the green light, his wind magic power was also suppressed and lost one-fifth of its original power.

"Interesting, Pamisi, your Parthenon is really interesting. But I also understand that saying one thing and thinking another is often a privilege of a very small number of women. I just didn't expect that the dignified Goddess of the Parthenon would be like this. It really opens my eyes as an outsider."

Seeing Xu Yuheng's astonished expression, Pamixi said slowly and indifferently: "If you have anything to say, just say it directly. There's no need to beat around the bush."

"Nothing, I'm just curious. You can spend huge amounts of money and energy to research this formation to suppress human magic, but why haven't you thought of researching a formation to suppress monarch demons?

I dare say that if you can do this, all countries in the world will be friendly to your Parthenon."

"Oh, your words really hit the nail on the head."

Pamixi looked at Xu Yuheng with some surprise, and a rather strange expression appeared on her face.

It was a smile, an ambiguous smile that contained sarcasm, bitterness, and confusion.

"Humans, although they are surrounded by demons and are in great danger, they always pay more attention to themselves than to the demons.

I don't deny that I have had it, and so have the ancestors of the Parthenon. Perhaps one day in the future, we will all pay the price for what we have done, just like the Holy City is doing now. But the only person I don't want to destroy the Parthenon in the near future is you."

Many years after Wentai's death, Palmis, who had been in charge of the Parthenon for many years, became more deeply aware of how chaotic and miserable the Parthenon, one of the eight major organizations in the world that seemed so powerful to the outside world, was internally.

Not to mention the Black Church that integrates light and darkness with them, even the Parthenon in public is like a giant in his old age, becoming increasingly weak.

The moment the tragic news of the holy city spread throughout the world, Pamishi already had a very strong premonition.

Led by the Holy City and the Parthenon, these huge buildings that have been circulating in the world for who knows how many years have gradually come to an end in this new era of constant change a hundred years ago.

You can say that cause and effect exists, or you can say that it does not exist, but under their rule, the hatred hidden throughout the world that has accumulated for who knows how long has almost reached the point of capsizing their two large ships.

In addition, countries like China and Chou, which have vast territories, rich resources, and more and more forbidden spells born from the core of the earth, will one day no longer be satisfied with having an emperor above their heads.

The Inquisition and the Temple of Liberty, two organizations with distinct characteristics of their respective countries, are clear omens.

Moreover, the precious resources accumulated by the Holy City and the Parthenon over countless years have long been coveted by the new forces that are about to rise.

As they gradually decline, they will definitely not escape the fate of being plundered.

"So what? Even if Mo Fan can help Ye Xinxia temporarily extend the life of the Parthenon, after dozens or hundreds of years, without Mo Fan's support, it will still be coveted. In the absence of a truly powerful person, it will even be counterattacked more fiercely."

Knowing Pamixi's intention, Xu Yuheng still tried his best to change her, but the most he could do was to directly explain the fate of delaying the decline of the Parthenon.

Pamixi's eyes were fixed on Mo Fan, who had summoned the Snow Wolf and was leading the wolf pack to fight the gargoyle, and she said nonchalantly, "So what? This is something that Ye Xinxia should worry about, not something that a retired leader like me should worry about.

Being able to donate blood to the Parthenon once was the best I could do. I might still be alive after this, but I am definitely dead.

At that time, even if the flood was overwhelming, I, who was in the coffin, would not care about it. "

Well, it was indeed a very inexplicable reason. Xu Yuheng did not say much, and watched Mo Fan leading the wolf pack in the Xinghe Mountain Road, defeating the gargoyle and walking in front of the vampire Bora...