Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
In Dragon City, in the deepest sanctuary of the Dragon God’s Great Temple, Pope Clooney of the Dragon God’s church and the church’s upper echelons were kneeling on the ground, devoutly reciting the words of prayer.
“My Lord Louie Galakrond, you are the God who was and is everlasting!”
“......”
“My Lord Louie Galakrond, you are the only true Dragon God…”
“......”
As the prayers ranged from low to high, the statue of the Dragon God and the divine emblem in the sanctuary began to emit divine light.
The believers present revealed sincere devotion and some even had tears streaming down their faces.
“We are all Your sheep grazing on the earth. Glory to You, victory to You, may Your will be done on earth as it is in heaven!”
“Hooo…”
At the end of the prayer, the senior believers of the church opened their eyes. They looked at each other with joy, and the joy that radiated from the bottom of their hearts almost turned physical.
This was a world with true gods. Every church could gain a high status not by virtue of political power, but by virtue of faith.
For the Church, those who could climb from the smallest position of priest to the position of bishop were absolutely fanatical believers. What was most important for the promotion of people was faith followed by ability.
Therefore, a true god would consider those fanatical believers who also possessed talents as treasures.
The bishops of the church exuded exuberant emotions. Each one whispered congratulations to the other as if their god’s promotion was more joyful to them than the benefits they had received.
“His Highness has reached mid-tier divine power, and the dragons have finally placed their faith in His Majesty.”
Clooney, who already had white temples, spoke in a slow voice. Although his voice was small and contained no power, all the clergy below him listened attentively.
This was the prestige Clooney possessed over the past twenty years. He had developed the church almost by himself and allowed it to radiate to the entire south of the continent. W
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