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!
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Zhan Yue
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1000: Rout
Zhan Yue
Chapter 689- Unorthodox methods
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1299- Coincidence
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 51
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 674: Woman Like a Sword
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1298- First mission
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1297- Secret Realm exploration
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 313: Excuse
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 392: Sad Future
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 999: One Versus Six
Zhan Yue
Chapter 688- Firestone Castle
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 371 - Dragonblood Lizard; The Detection Spell Is Never Wrong
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 50.2
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 85: Paper Can Never Cover Fire
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 673: When the Rain Continues
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1296- Secret Realm reopen
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 312: Night Guardian
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 391: Secret of the Underground Garage
After leaving the tailor shop, the Northern District's sunlight greeted them, and the wet cobblestone road shimmered with broken golden light, reflecting the pedestrians.
The early morning in the Northern District was noisy and lively, with workers rushing to factories in the Docklands and salaried people taking steam railway to the White Tower District and the Southern District and those who were more well off hiring a carriage for themself.
In such a morning, Xing Mo led Aurora, wearing brand-new uniforms, to a commercial street near Saint Auroth Cathedral.
The two sat on high chairs at an iced tea shop's entrance. Xing Mo ordered two sweet iced teas and two meat pies. This was her favorite breakfast pairing—especially the cold sweet iced tea, which she loved to drink even in winter.
Fortunately she had some savings at home... Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to afford breakfast...
Xing Mo sighed and looked at Aurora, only to find the little white-haired girl dressed in new clothes staring at the nearby cathedral, lost in thought.
"You did that on purpose, didn't you?" Xing Mo asked.
"Whatever do you mean? I don't understand~" Aurora was absent-minded.
Xing Mo sighed: "People in the Northern District don't have easy lives. Since the start of the Steam Revolution, many factories have opened along the coast. The people's living conditions have been on the decline. I used to know that aunty. She has three children studying at the academy, which is quite expensive. We shouldn't be taking advantage of her."
"Wrong~ I saw that you were short on money, so I acted cute for the auntie." Aurora held her face in her hands.
Xing Mo was taken aback for a moment. How come this lass is so mannered all sudden? Shouldn't she be a bit more obstinate?
Shouldn't she be saying something along the lines: "I'm an Evil God! Is there anything wrong with an Evil God deceiving people?"
As Xing Mo was lost in thought, Aurora turned her head and gave her a brilliant smile: "Therefore, Young Saintess, you need to earn some money~ So that the next time we go buying new clothes, I won't need to act cute~"
"You're strangely considerate..." Xing Mo murmured, "You don't look like an Evil God at all."
All of a sudden, it dawned on her, and Xing Mo shrunk back: "Don't tell me! This is just an act!"
"You've become wiser~" Aurora tapped Xing Mo's face with her finger.
At this moment, breakfast was served. Aurora picked up her sweet iced tea and took a sip, and then stuck out her tongue: "It's very sweet. Why is it so sweet? I don't like it."
"It's pretty good. Don't forget, we're pretending to be Fallouans. Fallouans love to eat sweets." Xing Mo uttered.
"What?! Why didn't you say that earlier?! If you did, I wouldn't have agreed to act as a Fallouan!" Aurora's pupils quaked, "Love to eat sweets? They should be eradicated!"
The lass doesn't like sweets? Xing Mo took a mental note. She took a bite of the meat pie, and then changed the topic: "What are you going to do at Saint Auroth Cathedral?"
Aurora pushed the sweet iced tea away, then took a bite of the meat pie and, while chewing, said unclearly: "What else would it be? I'm going to go in and preach; tell them to believe in the Angel of Disaster! The great Aurora Havelgaad will bestow eternal life and endless reaches upon you."
"This sounds like some evil cult..." Xing Mo shook her head.
"Isn't it the case?" Aurora tilted her head.
It was indeed the case.
Not good... If she is really going to turn the church into her own, then I must ensure she doesn't harm anyone in the process.
Although this was for the safety of the Citadel's residents, but she felt... quite guilty...
Xing Mo sighed for the nth time and explained: "This definitely won't work. If you preach in Saint Auroth Cathedral, it will be like going to someone else's living room and using it as a restroom. Plus, you are an Evil God rank being. Saint Auroth has a close connection to reality and thus will be able to lock on you immediately. They might even descend directly."
"Oh, yeah. Then that will be it for the infiltration. That's no fun." Aurora shook her head, "Let me think. Saint Auroth is an Archangel under the Goddess of the Starsea, right?"
"That's right. They are also known as the Sun Angel, and are the patron saint of the string of fire." Xing Mo nodded.
"And as you just said, they can even sense the changes inside the church. That means they must have a strong connection to reality." Aurora muttered, "Generally speaking, ancient Gods' true bodies stay in their god kingdoms, which not only serves to preserve their godhead, but also to guaranty their safety."
"In other words, for them to be this close to reality, they must be relying on something, such as... a sacred artifact?"
When Aurora was done with her analysis, Xing Mo suddenly recalled something: "Saint Auroth Cathedral has a spring that is used to wash away people's sins, and it is called the Starsea Spring."
"That's it." Aurora snapped her fingers, "They use the spring water to establish a stronger connection with the believers and absorb their faith force. At the same time, they transmit the power upwards, all the way to Evramis..."
"Evramis?" Xing Mo creased her eyebrows.
"Evramis, the Goddess of the Starsea. It's her real name." Aurora smiled mischievously, "Oh, I forgot. It is blasphemy to learn your God's true name. Young Saintess, you are blaspheming against your Goddess~"
"You... why are you so spiteful!" Xing Mo became a little anxious.
She really didn't know the Goddess of the Starsea's true name. According to the scriptures, simply knowing God's name was a sin, so followers of the Church of the Starsea usually referred to her as Goddess.
And now, Xing Mo knows the Goddess's true name...
She felt both anxious and annoyed, but there was nothing she could do. She could only steady her breathing and continue speaking along the topic: "Anyway, you mean to say you're going to start with the Starsea Spring?"
Aurora smiled brightly; she clearly already had an idea in her mind: "I'll just add some tiny formula, so that when people use the spring water to wash away their sins, their faith force will be transmitted to me."
"In this way, they won't even know they believe in the wrong God. The mighty Angel of Disaster will unwittingly become their master~"
......
Ten minutes later, Xing Mo and Aurora crossed the square—with white doves fluttering in the air—in front of Saint Auroth Cathedral and arrived in front of its gate.
The shadow cast by the old cathedral on the square resembled an idol.
Today was Monday, and so there weren't many people in the cathedral. There were only a few well-dressed ladies coming in and out.
Since they didn't have to work to do, they could come to church to pray even on weekdays.
As she gazed at the beautiful church, Aurora's gaze froze for a moment, and her pupils narrowed.
Hmm? Is there something?
Before Xing Mo could take a closer look, Aurora had already walked forward, so she had to follow along.
The church's interior was slightly darker than the outside. Stained glass projected colorful light onto rows of seats in the hall, as if gazes cast from above the sky dome.
At the church's front, in front of the pulpit, Xing Mo saw the Starsea Spring—a small pool with some supernatural force continuously playing strings around it.
The spring's limpid spring water was raised into the air by a breeze and shaped into the form of a small tree.