r18novel Chapter 88 Is His Holiness the Pope completely without fault?
Chapter 88 Is His Holiness the Pope completely without fault?
Chapter 88 Does His Holiness the Pope have absolutely no faults?
"no way!!"
Nan Feng's voice suddenly rose, filled with grief and despair: "The other day, Qian Xunji took a liking to the transformed soul beast beside Tang Hao and wanted to start a battle. A fierce battle ensued, resulting in countless deaths and injuries!"
"Yesterday, Qian Xunji was caught in his own trap and beaten to death. These old bastards, for the sake of their so-called face, forced me to take revenge, resulting in another bloodbath!"
"What about tomorrow?!"
Nan Feng suddenly pointed in the direction of Ning Fengzhi and Yu Yuanzhen, startling the two of them: "Tomorrow, if Golden Crocodile Douluo takes a fancy to the national treasure of the Heaven Dou Empire, the territory of the Star Luo Empire, or the wealth of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School or the treasure land of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon School!"
"Should we go on to fight again?!"
"If any of the priests were to die because of this the day after tomorrow, would we then use the banner of revenge to start another killing spree?!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!!"
"This cycle of revenge continues endlessly!"
Nan Feng slammed the papal scepter on the ground with a loud bang: "For the endless greed of these old bastards, for their so-called face and glory."
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"Are we just going to send all the Soul Masters in the world to their deaths? Are we just going to let this continent never have a day of peace?"
"This is the Spirit Hall—"
Nan Feng looked up to the sky and roared, his voice filled with sorrow: "What is the meaning of my existence?!"
"When it becomes the root of chaos in the world, a demon that devours life!"
"Then I'd rather not be the Pope at all!!"
"No!!!"
Just as Nan Feng turned to leave, several pre-arranged voices rang out from the crowd, instantly igniting the already tense atmosphere.
"Your Holiness the Pope! No!!"
"If you leave, what will become of the Spirit Hall?! Are we going to let these old fogies who only know how to send us to our deaths take power?!"
"Yes! The great war has just ended. If it weren't for His Holiness the Pope turning the tide and subduing the Haotian Sect, how many more of us would have died?! Now that we've finally started to enjoy some peace, are these old bastards already trying to discard us after we've served our purpose?!"
Whether they were passionate young people genuinely moved by this tragic drama, free spirit masters who already disliked the Elders' Hall, or opportunists simply looking to stir up trouble and enjoy the spectacle, they all raised their arms and cheered.
The sound was like a tidal wave, instantly engulfing the entire square.
"No! His Holiness the Pope must not leave!"
"The Spirit Hall cannot do without you!"
Nan Feng stood on the steps, his eyes red-rimmed, his pitiful appearance heartbreaking. He slowly raised his hand, palm down, and pressed it lightly.
Surprisingly, the previously bustling square fell silent instantly after his action.
"Everyone—"
Nan Feng's voice was hoarse, filled with endless weariness and despair: "I am gratified and happy. It turns out that there are still so many discerning people in this world who can distinguish right from wrong, and so many young people whose passion has not yet cooled."
"Unfortunately—as everyone has seen."
Nan Feng turned around and coldly glanced at the elders and retainers behind him, whose faces were ashen: "Today, in order to restore justice to the world and to uncover the truth, I have completely broken ties with these old fogies who hold power."
"If you want to find fault, you can always find a pretext."
"I suppose in a few days, or even tomorrow, these old fogies will come up with a bunch of ridiculous excuses, like being insane or committing treason, to depose me from my position as Pope."
"Rather than be humiliated by them and kicked out like a stray dog—"
"I'd rather leave on my own, leaving each other with a little dignity."
Nan Feng took a deep breath and bowed deeply to the thousands of soul masters below the stage: "I only hope that everyone will remember my words today, and that you will not become tools in the hands of others again, and that you will not needlessly die for the selfish desires of some people."
"This Spirit Hall—is no longer the sacred place that everyone thought it was, a place that sheltered spirit masters."
"If you still have expectations for the Spirit Hall, I look forward to your efforts. Perhaps one day in the future, you will be able to change this corrupt place."
"But I—"
Nan Feng shook his head, his face full of despair: "I just don't have that ability anymore."
After saying that, he turned around resolutely without any hesitation and made a move to walk down from the platform.
"No!!!"
Just then, that heart-wrenching voice rang out again from the crowd, roaring with a sob, "His Holiness the Pope is wise and righteous, as all the world can see! If such a good Pope is to be forced to leave, wouldn't the Spirit Hall become a laughingstock, a den of iniquity?!"
"Just as the Pope said, if we allow a group of elders who don't treat us like human beings to be worshipped and in power, who knows if tomorrow they'll send us to our deaths again because they've set their sights on some family's treasure?!"
"The Spirit Hall belongs to all the people! It is our Spirit Hall! Not the private property of those old thieves!!"
The voice raised its fist and roared, "The Pope is being forced out! Do we agree to that?!"
This question ignited the anger and resentment in everyone's hearts.
"No way!!"
"No way!!!"
Tens of thousands of people roared in unison, the sound waves sweeping across the heavens and earth like a tsunami, causing the Papal Palace to tremble slightly.
Seeing this overwhelming scene, the Golden Crocodile Douluo on the stage turned pale, swayed, and almost spat out another mouthful of blood.
Lost!
We've completely lost!
At that moment, he truly realized how terrifying this woman was.
She not only possesses the terrifying strength of a 100,000-year soul ring, but also the ability to manipulate people's hearts!
Returning victorious, subjugating the Haotian Sect, revealing the truth and seizing the moral high ground, plus this current tactic of feigning retreat to advance—
She wanted it all: merit, power, prestige, righteousness, and popular support!
At this moment, whoever stands against her is an enemy of the entire world! Whoever does so is the eternal sinner who will destroy the Spirit Hall!
If she were to leave today, within a month, public opinion across the entire continent would overwhelm the Spirit Hall, and the resentful spirit masters would instantly turn against it. This behemoth, the Spirit Hall, would crumble in an instant!
"This woman—she's truly insane!"
Golden Crocodile roared inwardly.
She's flipping the table! She's forcing her way into a position!
Either these old fogies bow down and hand over power, or we all stick together and die, and nobody gets to play!
"We can't let her go! Absolutely not!!"
Seeing that Nan Feng had already descended several steps, Jin E disregarded his dignity and injuries, took a sudden step forward, and shouted, "Pope, please wait!!"
Nan Feng paused, but didn't turn around. He simply turned his head and said coldly, "What? Does the Second Elder have any further insights?"
"Are you not satisfied with humiliating me yet? Or do you want to kill me now and eliminate any future trouble?"
"you----"
Suppressing the murderous intent and rage surging within him, Jin E gritted his teeth and said, "Before—it was indeed because I was old and senile that I failed to ascertain the truth, which led to the misunderstanding we have today."
"I know I am guilty and am willing to accept punishment!"
These words caused an uproar. The arrogant Second Elder had actually bowed his head and admitted his mistake?
But Jin E abruptly changed his tone, staring at Nan Feng with a venomous glint in his eyes: "But! Does His Holiness the Pope not have made any mistakes at all?!"
"You are Qian Xunji's personal disciple! You were the Holy Maiden back then! Why didn't you stop your teacher from making a mistake?! As the Holy Maiden, you enjoyed the resources of the Spirit Hall, so why did you remain silent when Qian Xunji committed such a grave error?!"
"besides!"
Jin E pointed at Nan Feng and demanded sharply, "Wasn't it you who personally ordered the declaration of war against the Haotian Sect? Didn't you claim you would crush the Haotian Sect?!"
"What? Now you're playing the Monday morning quarterback, blaming everything on the dead, while you try to absolve yourself of all responsibility?!"
Upon hearing this, Nan Feng turned around, looked at the Golden Crocodile, and revealed a chilling smile.
That smile carried endless mockery, and a hint of—the satisfaction of finally getting what he'd been waiting for.
"Why shouldn't I try to persuade them?"
"Ha ha ha ha----"
Nan Feng laughed so hard he almost fell over, as if he had heard something utterly absurd: "Golden Crocodile, are you really confused or just pretending?!"
"Where was I when Qian Xunji first sent men to intercept and kill Tang Hao? I was drinking blood in that hellish place, the City of Slaughter! I was fighting those fallen ones to survive!"
"Where was I when Qian Xunji personally led his men to hunt down Tang Hao for the second time? I was training in the Death Canyon! A journey fraught with peril!"
"I can't even see the person, how can I offer any advice?!"
"We'll see."
Nan Feng's eyes turned cold: "Do you think that stubborn Qian Xunji will listen to what I say?"
"As for why I remained silent—"
Nan Feng suddenly stopped smiling, his gaze turning cold as he looked down at the audience. His voice softened, yet sent a chill down one's spine: "Everyone."
"Do you know why, for the past ten years, I've seemed to have vanished from this world, without a trace?"
"The former Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, the proud daughter of heaven who was hailed as the number one genius of the Spirit Hall and possessed twin martial souls."
Why did they remain unknown during the decade when they should have shone brightest?
"Why is it that even within the Spirit Hall, people are so reluctant to talk about me, and almost never discuss me anymore?"
"Where did you think I went?!"
"What do you think I've been through?!"
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