Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Nightmare Assault
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 922- female face
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 104: Limit
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 921- Professor He who isn't human
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 988 - Flame God Set
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 841: Giving Up
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 233 - Step Back, Or You'll Get Caught In The Crossfire
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 112: The Purpose of the United Rule Meet
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 47: Can You Share Some Of The Good Stuff?
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 975: Special Nightmares
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 490.2: The Two Brilliant Women - Part 2
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 136: Destroying the Soldiers in Ambush
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 920- Job
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 919.5- Taste (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 829.5- For victory (2)
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 103: Key
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 987 - Astonishing Wealth
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 840: Discovered
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 232 - Level 58 World Rank Boss; Earth Evil Centipede!
In the Holy Cathedral of the Slaine Theocracy...
The building had a large domed roof constructed from stained glass. Countless semi-transparent shards were arranged in intricate patterns, refracting the sun’s rays in a kaleidoscope of colors. Red, green, lilac, and a plethora of other hues combined to create mesmerizing fractals of light and shadow. It created a solemn and yet sanctified atmosphere that could command reverence from all.
Within the building stood numerous statues, each asserting by its presence a historical tale of heroes and saints. Carefully arrayed candles that burned in silence granted the interior an enchanting serenity, and within the center of the church stood four statues, appearing to watch over all things mortal. Beneath each of these statues were countless candles.
In the middle stood a kind-faced old man closing his eyes and muttering prayers.
Suddenly, the candle under the statue of one of the Gods went out, and he let out a sigh.
“So, Abir has fallen…… And without taking the next step too...”
His soft words carried sadness. He lowered his head even more and prayed faster.
“May you ascend to heaven and enter the kingdom of the Gods……”
After a long time, the old man stopped praying and turned around, looking behind him. In the darkest corner of the room stood a solitary figure bathed lightly by the roof’s light and leaning against a stone pillar.
The old man asked, “Who killed Abir? There are not many who can do so with such ease? Could it be that the queen of the Silver Moon Kingdom moved personally?”
The figure pushed itself off the pillar and stood erect. There appeared to be huge wings behind their back. But whether they were clad in feathers or leathery skin, none could tell. Spread open, they revealed nothing but a bubbling, restless and shapeless darkness.
“No. I am always watching the Silver Moon Kingdom. The day she dares step out of it, We will personally make sure she dies. She cannot have slipped by me. I guarantee it.”
It was a female voice filled with endless holiness. She
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