Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Indahl, Saint Joseph Street.
This bustling thoroughfare that ran from north to south and ended at the south city gate was the liveliest area in all of Indahl. Lining these streets were various establishments including high-end clubs, hotels catering to foreign merchant caravans, and a free market directly governed by the city's board of trade.
A Radiant Sun Church cathedral stood proudly on the southern stretch of Saint Joseph Street, just east of the free market.
Commander Walton, of the Radiant Sun Church's cavalry unit, left his lodgings at the inn in the early morning light and hurriedly made his way to the grand cathedral.
As always, the white-robed bishop received the commander in the prayer room and inquired eagerly, "How is it?"
Walton nodded slightly in acknowledgment before his expression turned solemn. "Your Reverence, I suspect that those former city defense force soldiers may have fallen victim to some sort of spiritual corruption."
The bishop straightened in his seat.
However, he quickly discerned there was more to Walton's words and asked with a frown, "You say 'may have.' What do you mean by that? Corruption is corruption; how can there be uncertainty?"
Walton offered a slight bow as a sign of apology. "The Bartalis family used every method at their disposal, including the 'Soul Sphere' I brought, yet they still couldn't discern any abnormalities in these soldiers. However, what I can confirm is that there is something profoundly wrong with them."
He paused for a moment, his expression growing even grimmer. "All 43 of them have a strong desire to return to Weisshem."
It was highly unreasonable for these soldiers, who had been captured and detained for half a month after their defeat, to want to go back to the place they were held.
"What?!" the white-robed bishop exclaimed, clearly shocked. "Is this… 'Homing Instinct'?"
Walton nodded solemnly. "It's likely."
The white-robed bishop drew in a sharp breath, his fear barely concealed as he stood up. "Walton, do you realize what you're saying
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