The ordinary idol of the god was tall and snow-white, with perfect body proportions, but the face was blurred—no one had ever seen the true face of the god.

Yun Chu restrained the dark aura on his body. Walking in the temple, whether it was the sunlight or the power of light that enveloped the temple, made her mood less wonderful.

Light is too annoying for the Dark.

The church bells rang again, distantly and majestically, as if to tell the distant gods of immortal loyalty.

The young worshippers, dressed in snow-white robes and reverently lined up, as they walked forward.

The gray-haired imam holding the scepter, as if shrouded in holy light, was leading the young followers in a farther direction.

The vampire hiding in the grass touched his chin, and soon his red clothes turned into snow-white robes, his black hair turned into light gold, and his blood eyes turned into a gentle water blue.

She joined the ranks of the congregation, which was not inconsistent.

The gentle gaze seems to hide the highest respect for the gods.

Yunchu: ...... Bullshit admiration.

A group of god sticks.

She said to herself.

No one noticed that there was an extra blonde-haired and blue-eyed companion in the team.

Knights in silver armor let the followers go.

At the back, there is a pure white arch coated with gold dust.

If you stare at it for a long time, you will be stimulated by the colorful light refracted by the sun.

The door slowly opened.

The church of the temple is resplendent with gold, and the dome is a magnificent and ornate colorful fresco, and the colors are mixed with each other, and the final appearance is the closest to the divine gilt.

Sunlight shines through the colorful glass and illuminates the entire hall.

The congregants stood in turn, with a reverent posture and an obscure prayer in their mouths.

The patriarch stood at the forefront, facing the devout young believers below.

The scepter in his hand also seemed to be covered with a layer of holy light.

He looked down.

Looking at these young and devout believers, the imam smiled with satisfaction.

Yun Chu was mixed in it, fishing in troubled waters, and chattering in style.

In fact, not a single syllable was spit out.

It's a boring world, it's a boring process.

But in the eyes of human beings in this world, there is nothing more sacred and more intimately expressed in love with the gods.

- They were talking to the gods.

Yun Chu didn't have the heart to participate in this pious prayer.

She glanced around, surveying the church.

And the idol of the legendary god was not seen.

In fact, as early as the moment she stepped into the church, she knew that the statue did not belong here, and the dark people were no less sensitive to the power of light than ordinary humans were scalded by boiling water.

Searching aimlessly is not a wise choice.

Yun Chu waited patiently until the prayer was over, and the young believers dispersed.

She also followed the crowd out of the holy church.

The day begins with prayer, and the young believers, still retaining their edges and corners, leave the church in groups of threes and twos.

Yun Chu set his sights on a lonely teenager.

Compared to the other believers, the teenager appeared reserved and steady.

But when she and the boy talked, Yun Chu was silent, and she retracted what she had just said.

This is a shy and simple believer who has a kind and pure heart.

"Statues?"

The young Sawa touched his blonde hair and behaved in a naïve manner.

The girl in front of her has a stunning beauty, and the face of the untouched young man has a thin red color, and she is happy to answer the other party's questions.

"I want to think about it...... Oh, and the idols are scattered throughout the temples and the squares of the streets. There was devotion in the boy's eyes," and it stood in every believer's place where he could see it. ”

Yunchu: ......

Well, another believer who has been domesticated by the gods.