Chapter 174: Saran, dead!
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"Capture her!" The Palace Mother gave an order, asking the Golden Knight beside her to take action against Saran.
The seven golden knights acted swiftly, and Saran did not flee when she saw them. Instead, she stretched out her hands, as if allowing these people to arrest her. However, the hypocritical smile on her face made it clear that she would never surrender so easily!
“Puff~~~~~~~~~~~!!!”
The seven golden knights subdued Saran in an instant, but the furious Palace Mother vomited a mouthful of black blood, which was all smeared on the body of the Great Sage Merola.
Melora smelled the stench of black blood and her face changed drastically.
"You can kill me now, I will never resist. But if I die here, your Palace Mother will be buried with me!" Saran said calmly.
Saran looked like he was ready to be bullied, which made the others afraid to act rashly.
Zhao Tingxi was watching Saran's performance. To be honest, he could certainly get rid of Saran right now. However, Zhao Tingxi wanted to watch the fun for a while longer.
"Hahahaha, Pamishi, you are such a selfish bitch!!" Salan suddenly laughed wildly.
The Black Church can lose a cardinal, but the Parthenon must not lose its Mother. Now the goddess has not been chosen yet. Once the Mother dies, the entire Parthenon will surely be in chaos!
Saran is simply a suicide bomb. She doesn't mind dying together with the top leaders here. Meeting such a madman who is willing to exchange life for life, how can the Palace Mother and the Judge, who are particularly afraid of death, dare to touch Saran again?
But I had to swallow this humiliation.
After criticizing Temple Mother Pamishi, Saran turned his attention to Judge Dulank.
"Durank, your sinful talent is already good enough to qualify you as a cardinal of the Black Church. Having directed such a big drama, have you ever thought that you would be torn to pieces by something?" Saran walked towards Durank.
Dulank stared at her. It could be seen that the Great Judge Dulank was very excited, but he was trying to appear calm.
"It is impossible for your poison to infect me." Duranke seemed very confident. He was not afraid of Salan, but Salan held the lives of the palace mother and several other judges in his hands at the moment, and no one dared act rashly.
"The girl you are deliberately trying to kill is being guarded by a guy who makes me feel a little scary. You are already a dead person without me doing it myself," Salang said.
While saying this, Saran had already walked out of the peak.
There were so many powerful people present, but no one dared to attack Saran.
It's not that Saran is very powerful, but no one dares to guarantee that they can completely kill Saran. If Saran is not completely killed, given Saran's vengeful character, it is very likely that their forces or regions will become Saran's next target!
Seeing Saran turn around and leave without anyone trying to stop him, Zhao Tingxi shook his head in disappointment. To be honest, he was hoping that the old guys present would do something to Saran.
They don't dare to fight back when being provoked by others. I can only say that these old guys are cowards.
"If you don't do anything, then I'll do it myself!"
As soon as Saran walked away for a distance, the world suddenly became pitch black, as if it was the power of God!
“I can’t see anything!”
"What...what's going on?"
"Quick! Find out the reason!"
After this darkness covered them, even though they were all super-powerful, they could all feel that as long as the owner of this darkness wanted, they would all die here, without a single one left alive!
Moreover, in this darkness, they could not see or sense anything. They could only hear voices and the fear emanating from the people around them...
However, Zhao Tingxi had no intention of attacking them. At this time, he had put on the ancient king's armor and covered his face.
He flew in the air, holding Saran's neck tightly with his hands.
"I heard that you are the one who planned to use my mausoleum to attack my royal city?" Zhao Tingxi's voice has become that of the ancient king. "It is me!" Salan knew who the person who caught him was.
"Since you know you did this, you know what price you should pay, right?"
"It's just a death, who cares?"
Saran knew that his death was imminent, so he did not plan to resist.
Zhao Tingxi nodded: "You are very self-aware and not afraid of death."
Zhao Tingxi couldn't help but admire Saran's courage. He could remain so calm even when he knew he was going to die.
"I've known that I would die sooner or later. It's worth dying at the hands of an emperor!" Saran smiled calmly.
"In that case, I will kill you!"
Zhao Tingxi exerted force with his hands and strangled Saran's neck on the spot, and Saran died instantly!
"Snapped!"
Saran's body fell to the ground, her neck twisted at a strange angle, and her soul had been shattered by Zhao Tingxi.
She is already dead and cannot die any more!
When Saran died, several other people fell to the ground together.
Temple Mother Pamesh, Judge Reina, and some high-ranking officials of the Parthenon and the Holy Inquisition.
Soon, the darkness dissipated.
When everyone saw Saran's body in the distance and the bodies of the high-level officials near them, their expressions were different.
They all heard Zhao Tingxi's voice clearly. Salan had offended an emperor and was retaliated. Now, no one knew whether the terrifying emperor was still alive, and no one dared to act rashly...
But everyone can imagine that if the Parthenon lost its mother, the entire Parthenon would probably fall into chaos.
Parthenon, things are changing!
The instigator of all this, Zhao Tingxi, hid in the darkness. He wanted to see if these so-called high-level officials would still execute Ye Xinxia after knowing that Saran was dead.
And will Mo Fan become the target of these people's venting?
If so, Zhao Tingxi wouldn't mind making them all disgraced and becoming his undead!
"Since Saran is really dead, it means Ye Xinxia is innocent. I hope we can release the restriction immediately and let Mo Fan and Ye Xinxia leave." Old Man Bao suggested.
"It is a fact that Ye Xinxia killed Pan Nijia. Even if she was not Saran, it is a capital crime. Mo Fan caused chaos in the Parthenon and is already a traitor. There is no reason for pardon!" Melora shouted immediately.
“Humph, guilty is guilty. If it weren’t for Mo Fan who disrupted the funeral, how could Saran have taken advantage of the situation to sneak in? Maybe Mo Fan and Saran had already colluded with each other. His crime is simply unforgivable!!” Grand Judge Dulank said immediately.
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(End of this chapter)
