Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Saturday evening, Xing Mo and Aurora attended the Starsea Mass at Saint Auroth Cathedral, sitting in the last row.
The benches were filled with believers, piously looking at the sky above the church filled with starlight, devout expressions on their faces.
On the altar at the head of the church, holding a thick scripture in her hands, Holy Nun Lilis recited in an even and devout tone.
"Above the White Tower, stars shine brightly."
"Below the White Tower, life flows like a river."
"The Starsea, in a perpetual state of flux, washes away our sins and despondency, leaving only hearts of gold."
"She said, Great Harmony will eventually come."
"Hearts of gold will eventually hang above the stars."
As the Holy Nun recited softly, the nuns washed their wands in the Starsea Spring and then lined up and started down the aisle between the benches.
They waved their wands continuously, and a gold light diffused, accompanied by a gentle breeze brushing over the faces of the believers.
Xing Mo calmly sensed the starlight permeating the air. It has been a while since she experienced such a peaceful atmosphere.
When she was a child, she stayed at an orphanage. Apart from a couple of adults wearing top hats—who often came to ask her about her memories of the shipwreck—she has hardly communicated with anyone.
At that time, Xing Mo's greatest pleasure in life has been gazing at the star-studded sky in the courtyard.
In the dark blue night sky, the stars were white at times and gold at other times, looking like gemstones floating in a dark ocean.
As she lied on the lawn and counted the stars, it felt like she was putting gemstones into her treasure chest.
Xing Mo would usually fall asleep while counting stars, and then wake up to the glow of the morning sun the next day.
On those nights when she was alone, the stars watched over her all night and protected her.
That experience made Xing Mo a loyal follower of the Goddess.
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As Xing Mo was immersed in the past, she suddenly noticed something entangling around her thigh
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