Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 267: Goosebumps
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 413.1: The Sound of Pouring Rain Doesn't Stop - Part 1
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 248: Late Night Maid Training
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 38: The Reenactment of a Classic
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 266: If I See One, I’ll Kill One
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 754- Another way of control part 1
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 895 - Hidden Apex Power
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 753- Accumulation
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 774: Reformation (1)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 203 - Do You Think That The 12 Of Us Can't Match Up To Him?
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.04 - Northern District's Haze
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 072: Ancestor Mang Shan’s Bitterness
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 160: Salt-stealing Bandit
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 265: Finding a Helper
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 412.2: Clearwater Mountain - Part 2
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 247: Blood Addicted Queen
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 07 Chapter 001.1: Memories Finally Awakened, Part 1
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 37: The Romain Standard Spear
Worshiping one’s ancestors was a solemn affair, though Roel thought that it was a chore.
In the divine hall of Rosa’s Sia Temple, Roel quietly watched the cremation of his ancestors’ remains. Standing slightly behind him were Alicia and Charlotte holding identical black stone urns between their hands.
These black stone urns were specially crafted out of Soulcalming Rocks shipped from the Saint Mesit Theocracy’s northern region. It had always been the Ascarts’ designated coffin material to house the bodies of deceased family members. Any corpses encased in Soulcalming Rocks wouldn’t be reanimated regardless of the changes in the environment.
In the circle of nobility, any embarrassment involving one’s ancestors was extremely damaging to one’s reputation and prestige. No one would want to see their buried ancestors rising from the grave to bathe in the sun. In that regard, Soulcalming Rock was an ideal material for coffins.
Of course, there was a slight difference this time around, in that they had opted for cremation over burial.
Roel had inspected the Ardes’ remains retrieved from the Saints Convocation’s base, and he was revulsed to see that they were in the form of blood samples, organs, and body parts—a sign that they were used as experimental material. They were all in poor condition after the passing of a thousand years.
Naturally, it would be unwise to place them in coffins.
Roel had also personally touched the remains, but he didn’t find any lingering fragmented souls. As a result, he was unable to access his ancestors’ memories like the time with the Treant High Priest Orked.
This came as a disappointment to him, though it was within expectations. Veronica’s heart was exceptionally well preserved only because the Treant High Priest had been nourishing it. These remains might have been from the same era, but there was nothing left of them.
For the very same reason, Roel didn’t feel particularly mournful when dealing with the remains. After a quick discussion with Charlotte, they decided to cremate the remain
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