Chapter 327 The Fall of God (3)

  The ordinary **** is tall and white, with perfect body proportions, but the face is blurred - no one has seen the true face of the god.

   Yun Chu restrained the dark aura on his body. Walking in the temple, whether it is sunlight or the power of light covering the temple, makes her mood less wonderful.

   For the dark family, light is really annoying.

  The church bell rang again, distant and majestic, as if telling immortal loyalty to the distant gods.

  The young believers, dressed in snow-white robes, lined up in a pious manner and were walking forward.

   Holding the scepter, the white-haired dean, as if shrouded in holy light, is leading the young believers to a farther direction.

   The vampire who was hiding in the grass touched his jaw, and soon, his red clothes turned into snow-white robes, his black hair turned into light gold, and his blood pupils turned into a gentle aqua blue.

   She joined the cultists, which is not against harmony.

  The warm eyes seem to hide the most lofty admiration for the gods.

  Yunchu: ... the admiration of shit.

   A group of magic sticks.

   she said in her heart.

  No one noticed that there was a blond and blue-eyed companion in the team.

   A knight in silver armor released the followers.

Behind    is a pure white arch smeared with gold powder.

   If you stare for a long time, you will be stimulated by the colorful light refracted by sunlight to stimulate the physiological saline.

  The door slowly opened.

  The church of the sanctuary is resplendent, and the dome is a magnificent and gorgeous colorful fresco.

  The sun shines through the colorful glass, illuminating the entire hall.

  The devotees stood up one by one, their postures pious, and obscure prayers were recited in their mouths.

  The Grand Master stood at the forefront, facing the pious young believers below.

   The scepter in his hand also seemed to have received a layer of holy light.

  He looked down.

   Looking at these young and devout believers, the dean showed a relieved smile.

   Yun Chu was in the middle of it, fishing for fish in troubled waters, and chanting in a dignified manner.

   Actually, not a single syllable was uttered.

   Very boring world, very boring process.

   But in the eyes of human beings in this world, there is nothing more sacred than this, which can express the closeness and affection of the gods.

   - They are talking to the gods.

   Yun Chu had no intention to participate in this devout prayer.

   She glanced around and surveyed the church.

   did not see the legendary idol.

   In fact, as early as the moment she stepped into the church, she knew that the idol did not belong here, and the dark family was no less sensitive to the power of light than the moment 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 one after another.

   She also followed the crowd away from the Holy Church.

   A day of life begins with prayer. Young believers still retain their own edges and corners. After leaving the church, they leave in groups.

  Yunchu stared at a lonely boy.

  Compared with other believers, this young man appears restrained and steady.

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

   This is a shy and pure believer with a kind and pure heart.

   "Is it a god?"

  The boy Soya stroked his blond hair and behaved naively.

   The girl in front of her has an amazing beauty, and the face of the unmanned boy has a thin red color, and he is happy to answer the other party's questions.

   "I think about it... oh, the statues are all over the temple and the squares of the streets." There was piety in the boy's eyes, "It stands where every believer can look up."

  Yunchu:  …

   Well, another believer who was domesticated by a god.

   (end of this chapter)