Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 971: Advancing Another Step
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1233- Represent Earth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.2
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 344 - Giving No Chances
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 645: So What if You're the Number One Person in Sword Dao?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 969: White Bone Divine Lord
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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