Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3843: Medicinal Gardens in the Skyscraping World
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 354: The Correct Day
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 275: Mistake
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1228- Foreign Race
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Gentle Snow After Story 1
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1227- Died in battle
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 341 - Turns Out The Wind God Prefers Simplicity
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 38.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 643.1: The Temple Master Isn't Invincible, the Great Sword Immortal Has Already Entered the City - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 274: Show Starts
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 353: What is Gao Ming's Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1226- Deal if you agree
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1225- Urge to bite him
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 340 - All Monsters Cleared; Dungeon Upgraded
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 37.2
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 642.2: A Sword Is More Than Just a Sword, a Scholar Is Also a Person - Part 2
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 352: July 14
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 273: Prop
Saint Faron Church.
This was an old building with several centuries of history behind it. It should have looked a little weathered, but to Roel’s surprise, it looked tremendously resplendent and beautiful.
There was a brilliant source of illumination within that was as stable as the light bulbs in his previous world, allowing those walking through the corridors to marvel at the uncountable murals covering the walls and ceiling alike.
Roel’s understanding of the Genesis Goddess Church was still quite limited, so he couldn’t understand a lot of the depictions in the murals. Nevertheless, as a noble, he had come into contact with a lot of artwork ever since his younger years, which cultivated his appreciation for fine works. In his view, these murals were wonderfully exquisite, and many of them were indubitably the magnum opus of famed painters.
For so many masterpieces to be placed side by side with one another, it was definitely a haven for art lovers.
This was a testament to the long history behind the church, as well as the influence it commanded. It demanded deference from those who stepped through its doors.
Under the lead of the church’s staff, Roel was brought to the assembly hall… and he suddenly found himself left all alone there.
It was not that the church’s staff were intentionally snubbing him, but they were simply too busy preparing to receive the crowd for the prayers, and the severe lack of manpower wasn’t helping at all. Left with no choice, Roel simply took a look around the church by himself for an hour before he finally went to meet Holy Eminence John Xeclyde.
John Xeclyde was a white-haired old man who looked surprisingly unkempt, even though that was just by the standards of the more straight-laced nobles. In terms of appearance, he looked no different from any of the citizens he met outside the church earlier. However, if one were to take a closer look, one would realize that despite the lack of a smile on his face, he still gave off an air of benevolence.
Wearing a set of white holy robes, he
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