Chapter 3110 Memory Seal

There is no such burial method in Greece, and even the soil where the skeletons of a loved one are buried as a way of nourishing a seed has never been heard of...

But Yizhisha feels that this method is quite good. It is better than finding a random place to bury these killed people together, and then never approaching the area of ​​​​one kilometer of this land in his life.

Yizhisha found a fruit. The Goddess Peak is full of fragrant fruit trees. Those believers will pick it regularly, wash it and send it to the Hall of the Holy Maiden.

"A pear?"

"Well, just pears." Yizhisha handed it to the middle-aged man.

"You eat it, just give me the core..." The middle-aged man glanced at Yizhisha, thinking that the woman seemed a little stupid.

Yoshiya hesitated for a while.

She was indeed a little hungry, and she hadn't eaten a single bite of food from her public speech in the morning until this evening.

"I'll fall down." The middle-aged man opened the jar.

Yoshiya nodded and started nibbling on pears.

"Hey, why so many, I thought it was your relatives or something. It turned out to be a large pet, is it a griffin? I seem to often see people here riding griffins." The middle-aged man saw Full of ashes, this inference was immediately made.

Yi Zhiya only took a few small bites, but couldn't swallow it for a while.

Forget it, a person who does not belong to the bureau, there is no need to care so much, and there is no need to tell him too much.

"Well, Griffin, it's a big one." Izhisha said.

Throwing the ashes into the pit, the middle-aged man walked to the mountain spring and washed his hands.

Yizhisha originally wanted to stop it, after all, the mountain spring was not used for washing hands, but the other party had already put his hand in, she thought she didn't see it.

Finally finished eating the pear, Yizhisha walked to the pit full of ashes and threw the core down.

"Hey, why should I wash my hands." The middle-aged man walked up helplessly, picked up the dirt on the ground and filled the pit, soiling his hands again.

Yizhisha smiled.

The middle-aged man went to the mountain spring to wash his hands again. After doing this, he waved his hand and said goodbye to Yizhisha.

Yizhisha stared at the little bun, and the middle-aged man's warning before leaving was still ringing in her ears: "Don't use magic, I know that there is a kind of magic that can make trees grow quickly, don't use magic at this time, just Let it grow naturally."

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Once you enter the middle of the night and look up at the mysterious starry sky, you can't help but fall into endless memories.

Ye Xinxia remembered that when she was studying, the classmates around her always seemed very anxious on the day of the exam, but Xinxia never felt that way, because she usually did not relax casually.

She has been in the Parthenon for many years, and she has never let herself go like in the past. She knows that working in the Parthenon is not like learning magic. It’s good to take the time to make up for the missed chapters, I don’t understand You can ask others for knowledge. Many of her decisions and some of her intentions are related to the entire Parthenon, Greece, and even many areas that need the Parthenon to rescue.

She needs to take on more things, and what she wants to make Xinxia give up most is that when the rain of blessing can only fall on one piece of land, the disease in another area will quickly erode the people of the entire town...

And the survivors of this town, they will eventually question themselves on some occasion, why did they choose to let them be tortured to death by illness?

Does the Parthenon also have a preference?

Only willing to save those people who can benefit them, or the rich areas that can be supported by large sums of money?

Over the years, she has witnessed too many deaths with her own eyes. She thought that the suffering of Bo City would be the most shocking death she had ever seen in her life, but she never thought that it was just the beginning. At the Parthenon, she Almost every month we see something like this break out all over the world.

Divine Soul, bestowed Ye Xinxia's resurrection magic.

But the resurrection magic can only save one person forever,

Thousands of others, tens of thousands of others, hundreds of thousands of others, will die.

Diseases, plagues, curses, black tricks, wars, Huo Yao, natural disasters...

The Parthenon is still very small in this frequent outbreak of cholera.

What's more, the real purpose of today's Parthenon is not to resolve suffering. Everyone's attention is on elections, training the next goddess, and trying their best to have a little relationship with the power of the goddess.

Ye Xinxia kept telling herself.

Don't forget your original intention.

But there is a very real problem in front of her, forcing her to concentrate power on herself like those saintesses in the past, and win the position of goddess at all costs.

If she wants to implement her original intention, she must change the entire Parthenon and return the Parthenon to its original theme.

And how to change the Parthenon? ?

The only way is to be a goddess yourself.

If you can't even survive, your original intention cannot remain the same, unless your original intention coincides with Yizhisha.

Only by letting go of the original intention at the moment and gaining the supreme divine power can we truly remember the original intention.

What's more, there is a more important reason in front of Xinxia, ​​so that she can't lose to Yizhisha no matter what!

Black stones.

The goddess has a black stone.

The gear of fate has returned to its original position, but Xinxia cannot let the tragedy repeat itself!

"His Royal Highness, the Knights' Temple has been fully controlled, and there is no possibility of mutiny. There are two high priests in the Temple of Faith who will support you unconditionally. I am afraid that the judgment of the Temple is still in the hands of Izhisha." The old lady Ta said in a low voice.

"The internal situation is very clear." Xinxia said.

"The Judgment Hall has a close relationship with the Holy City, and what we are most worried about at the moment is the interference of the Holy City. The quasi-priest you asked me to drive away, he asked me to tell you that the Holy City will not have half the votes to support it. You, they will support Izhiya." Tata said.

"I understand." Xinxia nodded.

"Why are you not worried at all? You must know that the votes of the Holy City are very important. If they all stand on the side of Izhisha, you have no chance of winning... If you can't, you agree to their conditions, after all, that person There is no hope, everyone in the Holy City wants him to die, your choice has no impact on his final judgment, it is better to make a more wise choice, so that your goddess will win." Tata anxiously said.

Xinxia stared at Tata without a trace of emotion in her eyes.

Tata was startled and didn't dare to speak anymore.

"Don't say such things again. I have already encountered such a thing when I was very young, and I couldn't do anything at that time..." Xinxia said to Tata, and her tone was a little softer.

"Ah?? Do you remember??" Tata asked in surprise.

In fact, Tata had seen Xinxia for a long time, and she was still held in Wentai's arms, illuminating the surroundings like a bright pearl, and illuminating Wentai's smile all the time.

Tata took care of Xinxia, ​​who was not yet four years old. At that time, Ye Xinxia was the little princess of the entire Parthenon... But it didn't take long for things to change.

"I don't know why, but some memories from a long time ago have come up recently. It's like the memory seal in my mind has been opened. Some pictures are vivid in my mind." Xinxia said.