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
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 969: White Bone Divine Lord
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.13 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 342 - The Foundational Battle Over 600 Years Ago
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 38.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1229- Cloud Peak defense system
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 643.2: The Temple Master Isn't Invincible, the Great Sword Immortal Has Already Entered the City - Part 2
At seven or eight o'clock in the evening, the crescent moon was suspended high in the dark blue sky.
Xing Mo and Aurora rode a carriage to the Docklands, which are located at the edge of the Northern District.
From the streets of the Docklands, you can see short bungalows spread all over the coast, and further away there are clusters of large factories with tall and thin gray chimneys.
Under the moonlight, the lined up shadows cast by the chimneys resemble a prison's iron gates, as if to imprison the houses in the Docklands forever.
Standing by a street, Xing Mo looked around. It is time for the factories to close. Groups of workers are walking down the street, their eyes dull and spiritless
From time to time, Xing Mo heard mutterings riding the wind.
"Goddess, watch over me... Goddess, watch over me..."
Upon hearing the mutterings of the workers, Aurora smiled and pulled at Xing Mo's skirt: "What of your Goddess? Don't they need salvation?"
"According to the Goddess, suffering is bricks and tiles that pave the way for achieving Great Harmony." Xing Mo revealed a shade of hesitation in her eyes, "When that time arrives, everyone will..."
"Everyone will what?"
"... will be saved?"
Xing Mo lacked conviction. In fact, it has always been hard for her to accept the state of the Docklands.
This is the Citadel, the nation of the Goddesses. But those people are unlike humans. They look more like pack animals.
Upon hearing Xing Mo's words, Aurora showed a broad smile: "That's really troublesome. I can save them now~ why don't you convince them to believe in me?"
Xing Mo sighed: "Don't forget why we came here in the middle of the night. We need to find Blackwood."
In the Starsea Spring's mirage, the last clue Bishop Freyr left behind was Blackwood.
As a Bellkeeper, Xing Mo naturally knows what this name means.
Blackwood is a ringleader of the Docklands. He is a pure blood Machiavellian with considerable influence in the Citadel's underbelly.
"Then let's hurry~" Aurora grabbed Xing Mo's hand, "Young Saintess
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