Chapter 46: The Goddess’s True Work, the Eastern Master! [Follow-up reading]

Parthenon.

This is the mysterious and powerful Parthenon Temple founded by the first goddess Athena. This ancient seat of power is solemn and awe-inspiring.

The temple has a unique architectural style, with tall stone pillars supporting the magnificent roof, demonstrating the accumulation and tenacity of time.

The stone walls are carved with exquisite patterns, depicting Athena's heroic deeds and mythological legends. The lifelike carving skills are amazing.

At the entrance of the temple stands a huge porch, and above the door is a statue of Athena, wearing a ceremonial robe and holding a sacred scroll in her hand, guarding this sacred area.

The stone steps in front of the door are wide and solemn, leading people into the interior of the temple.

The interior of the temple is spacious and bright, with sunlight shining through the gaps in the dome, illuminating the ancient altar.

At this time, in the Parthenon Scroll Attic.

"Are you sure this is the authentic work of the goddess?" A man in golden armor asked softly.

"How could it be wrong for the great sage to look for it himself? Are you people from the Holy City so rude when asking others to do things for you?" A woman's face looked gloomy and unhappy.

There was an obvious confusion and disappointment in her eyes, as if she had caught a hint of distrust in the other person's tone.

His brows were slightly furrowed and his lips were pressed together in a serious line.

"This is what the person personally asked to find. If this thing is not real, do you know the consequences?" The man in golden armor snorted coldly, he did not seem to take the other party seriously.

Hearing this, the woman's body posture became a little stiff, and her hands unconsciously clenched, as if she was trying hard to suppress her inner dissatisfaction.

Her eyes were sharp and focused, as if she wanted to see through the other person's gaze to see his true intentions.

"How dare you! This is the Parthenon. How dare you doubt the authenticity of the goddess?!"

The woman yelled angrily, as if she had been greatly insulted.

"It'd better be true." He didn't want to bring trouble to these high-ranking temple people, so he just warned them.

After saying that, he directly cast space ripples and disappeared on the spot.

“If the great sage had not attached great importance to it, how could you have obtained the authentic work of the goddess?” After saying this, the woman was too lazy to stay here any longer and turned to leave.

Half a day later, the holy city of Sweden.

In the center of the holy city, there is a towering sacred building.

It has a total of thirty-five floors, each of which exudes a mysterious and solemn atmosphere.

The appearance of this high-rise building is like a huge temple, with the outer walls covered with white marble, shining with holy light.

The windows are decorated with gold, which reflects the sunlight and is dazzling.

At the entrance of the high-rise building are two huge stone doors, on which are carved delicate angel patterns that appear lifelike.

As you walk through the door, you're greeted by a spacious hall with a high ceiling and a gorgeous carpet on the floor.

There is a fountain in the center of the hall, with clear spring water flowing, bringing tranquility and vitality to the entire space.

The stone door slowly opened, and a majestic and solemn man in golden armor walked out. "Did you bring the things?" Remiel looked at the newcomer and spoke slowly.

"Yes, this is what you want." The man in golden armor respectfully handed the item in his hand to Archangel Remiel.

"I once heard from the previous archangel that Athena, the first goddess of the Parthenon, had already reached a terrifying level of healing magic and mental magic when she was only twenty years old," Remiel said slowly as he took the ancient book.

"The first generation goddess, Athena?" The status of the man in golden armor seemed to be quite high, so Remiel did not shy away from him and told him the story directly.

"Yes, it was such a legendary figure who, by chance, received a piece of news that shocked the world, and then she set off for the far East." Remier looked deep in the eyes and slowly opened the ancient book.

"But what does this have to do with the answer you are looking for?" the man in golden armor asked with some confusion.

"Of course there is a connection. It is said that after the goddess went to the East and returned, she underwent a drastic change. As for the exact reason, no one knows."

“But I think the answer should be there.”

Remiel opened the first page of the ancient scroll and saw a clear picture and a few lines of words on it.

"There are trees on the mountain and branches on the trees. I love you but you don't know it." Remiel spoke subconsciously and then looked down.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed drastically, as if he had seen something terrible.

The pupils shrank rapidly, as if they were being pinched tightly by an invisible force and unable to expand.

His eyes revealed astonishment and fear, as if the whole world froze at that moment. He stared at that direction without blinking.
The person in the scroll was his lifelong nightmare. If someone who knew the situation saw the contents, they would be absolutely shocked.

Because the person in the painting is the one who caused a big disturbance in the Holy City not long ago.
"how come."

Remiel's brain was a little overwhelmed at the moment. He couldn't understand why that person appeared in the Goddess's original work.

What I don’t understand even more is, can a person really survive in this world for a thousand years?
Then, Remiel suppressed his inner shock and continued to read.

"Tian Tong's name is known all over the world, and he became a golden immortal after three generations. Suddenly, I heard that there is a fairy mountain on the sea, and the mountain is in the void."

"The gathering of the three flowers at the top of the head is an illusion, the clouds under your feet are not real either, the dream lasts for ten thousand years, the rootless and boundless will return to dust"

Remiel murmured, these soul-stirring, earth-shaking immortal words seemed to be imprinted in his mind, as if there was a kind of magic that affected him invisibly.

"Eight thousand years ago, in this blessed land, ancient demons wreaked havoc on the human world, trying to seize spiritual energy and seize opportunities. It is important to know that the law of the jungle is natural, but the mountains and rivers collapsed, the sun and the moon turned upside down. The master, under the Milky Way, refined the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda and suppressed all the demons in the world. Now, there is no worry in the world." The more Remiel read, the more beads of sweat appeared on his head. Just a few lines of words almost suffocated him.

"I followed my master and traveled all over the Hundred Thousand Mountains, experiencing all kinds of life. Later, I practiced the Pei Yuan technique to expand the healing magic, and condensed my soul to purity for the use of the world."

"God rewards hard work. The goddess is old and has founded a religion. She enjoys the faith. But in her heart, she only regrets the loyalty she left before her death. I hope Master will forgive me."

At this point in the ancient book, he had only turned two or three pages. As for the rest, Remiel was no longer in the mood to read on.

Damn, if that person is really the master of the goddess Athena, then why would we bother asking about it? !

A monster that has existed for ten thousand years, still retains the appearance of a human being, although Remiel is very reluctant to admit it.

But this is an indisputable fact.
Can't play at all!!!
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　　Here, let's set up the Parthenon Soul. Guess whose soul this soul is~ Hehehe

　　
　
(End of this chapter)