Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Loser System and Berserker Me
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 967 - Craftsman Alchemist
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 221 - Meeting A Dragonkind Party; Slaughtering Other Races
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 103: Sa’s Orders
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 32: I've Already Been Laid Off Before I Started Work?
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3757: News
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 475: Not Just the Great Liang
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 115: Uniting with the Tangs
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 885- One moment
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 80: Sunglasses
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 884- Colorful Buddha
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 966 - Zero Wing Alone Is Enough
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 824: Waiting
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 220 - Desolate Immemorial Battlefield; Abyssal Blade Demon Apers Again!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 655 - South Korea Must Be Destroyed Before It Can Be Rebuilt
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 31: Acting Pretentious All Battle, And The Outcome?
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 474: What We Want
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 114: The Fluttering Tang Flag
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 79: Plan
The next day.
Having maintained the prayer posture for an entire night, Vincent opened his eyes. His palms that were clasped together came apart, revealing the holy dome emblem that still shimmered with a faint, dwindling moonlight.
He stood up and removed the aetheric boundary set up around him, making the thin layer of aether shrouding his body dissipate in an instant, like a gentle gust of wind.
This simple meditation boundary was composed of three parts.
First was the array beneath his feet that was drawn with holy water. At present, it was starting to evaporate following the conclusion of the meditation session.
The wet spots on the floorboards vanished gradually, leaving behind the faint fragrance of shadow flowers.
The second component was the power source for maintaining the boundary. On more formal occasions, sorcery tools possessing the moon's spirituality such as moonstones would be used.
But now that Vincent had arrived here in a hurry, he could only use the aether he could grasp on his own.
The third component was the holy dome emblem in his hands. This was used to form the bridge between his spirit and the moon.
The design on the silver emblem was a simple waning crescent moon surrounded by wave-like patterns.
These wavy patterns seem simple, but a closer inspection would reveal that these lines were actually a complex incantation.
Every clergyman of the Church of the Dome had their own holy emblem.
It was both an emblem of their status as well as an optimal medium for sorcery and meditation.
Each clergy member's holy emblem was formed by pouring their spiritual power into the link between their consciousness and the moon during their first baptism upon entering the church. Thus, the holy emblem was a perfectly compatible sorcery tool for their respective owners.
"My meditation efficiency has really decreased, and now it takes three times longer to enter a meditative state... Besides the distracting thoughts during meditation, there's some strange chattering and a scene that flashes by?"
Vincent frown
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