Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 926: I Need to Cool Down
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 32: Run, Run!
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 254: First Cripple Him
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 744.5- 250 thousand crystals
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 889 - Mind-Boggling Wealth
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 744- 250 thousand crystals part 1
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 770: The Power of Spacetime
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 197 - This Seems To Be The Birth Of A New Godly Powerhouse.
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 03.11 - Good Sunny Days
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3719: The Sword Heart Ancestor
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 253: Unruly
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 407: Take a Look at This World
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 31: Even More Ridiculous
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 252: Even Sect Locations Could Be Auctioned
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 743- Black Solid reappears
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 888 - Flame Dragon God's Exchange
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 742- Finally meeting
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 769: Battle
The bunch who were called entered the solemn inner room silently.
Even though deep down they were nervous and excited, the most basic of etiquette still had to be reserved. After all, this was the Church of the Dome's most sacred place, a place for worshiping all the holy relics and statues of the past popes.
In most circumstances, only the pope and Saintess were allowed inside. Even the Seven Apostles weren't able to enter easily.
While this group of priests didn't know why they had been summoned, they were now filled with a sense of unmeasured pride, for being able to enter the inner chamber of the Central Chapel was something an ordinary clergy member could brag about for an entire lifetime.
Inside the inner chamber.
The white altar in the center held the silver placenta, while niches in the surrounding walls were full of statues of past popes and some other sacred artifacts.
The place was dignified and solemn.
And the pope, clad in a magnificent robe and topped with an exquisite and towering white hat, stood on the steps before the altar with his golden scepter in hand.
Rodney watched the neatly lined-up priests get on their knees to bow with the usual benevolent smile on his face. With a warm, wizened voice, he said, "Please rise. There's no need to be so formal. All who are blessed by the moon are my children and are treated equally by me."
This made the priests feel a sense of warmth, and all nervous tension they had was gently soothed by an invisible spiritual force, amplifying their admiration and respect for the pope.
Rodney gazed at everyone with a smile which brightened when he saw those indistinct, protruding, and twisted marks on their faces and necks.
He stepped forward and spoke slightly louder, “You must all be curious as to why I have summoned all of you here.”
Nobody answered, nor did anyone dare to.
Although the pope was so benevolent and affable, this only made them aware of the distance between themselves and His Holiness.
Rodney didn't plan to let them answer either and continued, “You should
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