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
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 283: Confiscate
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 362: The Perfect Me
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 41.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1243- Proof of the Formation and Proof of the Ruins
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 975: Migration
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 08.01.1 - Late September's Whispers
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 348 - The Shenxia Tower Opens; Salute The Godly General!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1242- Antidote and Sacrifice (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 647.2: That Sword Is Only 90% Complete From Start to End - Part 2
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3847: Facing an Immortal Exalt
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 361: The First Hour
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 282: Smile
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1241- Antidote and Sacrifice (1)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 41.1
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1240- Deciding
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 347 - He Who Knows Himself And Knows His Enemy Need Not Fear The Result Of A Hundred Battles
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 647.1: That Sword Is Only 90% Complete From Start to End - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 281: Reports
Clutching Sun Scriptureat his chest and harboring a heart full of doubts, Vincent walked through the silent chapel as moonlight reflected through the stained glass panels all around onto his priest robes.
Because it was night, he still had a blindfold over his face to avoid gazing at the moon.
In the past, he felt that this was a necessary act of reverence to demonstrate the believer’s humility as well as the price they paid for the moon’s protection and power.
But now, the doubts had started to grow. Followers ought to maintain utter respect for their god, but when the true form of their god couldn’t be seen, that seemed a little strange.
They believed in the moon and called out the moon’s name. But… Would they know if they were truly worshipping the moon?
Vincent suppressed his sacrilegious thoughts that were sprouting like weeds in his head. Taking a deep breath, he tried to calm his mind and clear his thoughts as he walked down the long corridor to the confessional where the Seventh Apostle was situated.
The church where the Seventh Apostle was located was huge, with high domes symbolizing the greatness of the divine. Exquisite stained glass windows and magnificent white sculptures could be seen everywhere and there was a circular skylight at the very top which bathed everyone that entered in moonlight.
The main hall was in the center of the entire church and could hold more than a thousand. At the two sides were the priest quarters. The confessional of the apostle that oversees the parish was inaccessible to ordinary folk and only priests could enter this place.
The Church of the Dome was the most widely practiced faith in Azir and also where ordinary folk would have the most contact with transcendent beings.
But in truth, an apostle would only receive transcendent beings.
The Church of the Dome consisted of the pope, saintesses, evangelists, priests, nuns, and clergymen in decreasing rank.
There was only one pope, chosen by divine right. There were two saintesses, representing the light and dark sides of the
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