Chapter 1056 – A Devils Decision (1/2)

Chapter 1056 – A Devil's Decision

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Everyone waited expectantly for Chen Changsheng to give a perfect resolution, even the staunchest bishop of the conservative faction.

The elderly bishops gazed at Chen Changsheng with rather complex gazes.

He was Shang Xingzhou's student, a young man raised up by Mei Lisha, an unquestionable member of the Xining lineage, a successor of the Orthodoxy's traditional line. Logically speaking, he should have been standing on their side, but he was not.

He had placed Linghai Zhiwang and Daoist Siyuan in important roles, and after Daoist Baishi died in Wenshui City, he had not comforted the conservative faction. Instead, he had allowed Hu Thirty-Two, a bishop of the new faction with a terrible reputation, to replace Daoist Baishi.

It was precisely these matters that caused intense dissatisfaction in the conservative faction, resulting in today's situation.

But even now, no one even thought or even dared to think about driving the Pope off his throne.

They still held hope for Chen Changsheng.

But they themselves did not know what they hoped Chen Changsheng would do.

Mei Chuan's body was still in the darkness outside the hall.

This was Xu Yourong's choice.

Chen Changsheng could go with the flow, but he would not do this.

Because the Dao he cultivated ever since he was a child meant that he could never deceive himself and others.

Although this might have been one of the necessary characteristics needed to become one who could succeed in great undertakings.

He suddenly recalled Bie Yanghong's words in White Emperor City.

There was naturally a massive difference between them, but it could still serve as an analogy.

He then recalled Archbishop Mei Lisha's final words to him before his death.

”When I was walking along the Divine Avenue, I recalled that matter from many years ago, before that year's Grand Examination.”

A nostalgic smile appeared on Chen Changsheng's face.

Everyone knew that he was referring to how Archbishop Mei Lisha had announced to the entire continent that Chen Changsheng wanted to attain first rank of the first banner in the Grand Examination.

This reminiscence did not continue. The atmosphere that could have warmed became tense once more.

A cold and biting voice cut through the crowd.

”And then Your Holiness killed his only nephew!”

The great hall became abnormally silent.

Chen Changsheng said nothing.

Yes, someone had made Mei Chuan the Education Overseer of the Orthodox Academy precisely to make difficulties for him.

Whether he killed him or didn't kill him, it would result in difficulty.

So Tang Thirty-Six had not hesitated. He had gone off to the house to bring back a sword and kill Mei Chuan.

So Xu Yourong had killed Mei Chuan.

They were the two closest to him, who most understood his mind and heart, so they would not let him choose, would not let him carry that infamy.

But he had not stopped Tang Thirty-Six back then, so this was also his choice.

Above the sea of stars belonged to the Divine Kingdom.

Below the filth belonged to the dust.

”I will bear all the crimes that I should bear.”

Chen Changsheng calmly said to the crowd.

He did not use warm memories to close the fissure between the new and conservative, did not give a sufficiently convincing reason.

There was no explanation, so there was naturally no resolution.

He chose to calmly bear it.

The Great Hall of Light was filled with cries of shock.

The expressions of the priests continuously shifted, revealing all kinds of emotions.

Some people were disappointed, others relieved. Some were suspicious, others perplexed.

Chen Changsheng was willing to bear all crimes.

The problem was, who beneath the starry skies was willing to convict the Pope of any crimes?

This was not a Saint's self-criticism, but a most callous declaration.

Several despairing sighs could be heard in the crowd, as well as several criticisms.

Chen Changsheng gripped the Divine Staff and quietly stood, saying nothing more.

Linghai Zhiwang walked in front of the platform and took out a long-prepared scroll. He unfurled it with both hands and began to read from it.

As his frigidly cold voice announced name after name, the clamor in the hall gradually died down.

The only sounds left were the increasingly heavy breathing and the increasing number of footsteps.

Those pale-faced and hateful black-clothed enforcers of the Hall of Heavenly Judgment took ten-some bishops out of the crowd.

One of the cardinals responsible for managing the Bureau of Ecclesiastic Education had been removed from his position.

Linghai Zhiwang's voice remained devoid of emotion, as clear as the sharpest knife.

He read the crimes of this cardinal.