God-level Store Manager - Chapter 3487

[Chapter 2594 Light 2/2]

A white light appeared in the sky and exploded, like the rising sun, or like the rays of a thousand suns bursting out, tearing through the night and illuminating half of the sky.

The night was as bright as day, and people walked out of their rooms one after another, opened their windows, stopped, and looked into the distance as if on pilgrimage.

The light not only illuminates the City of Steel, but even crosses the boundaries of time and space. At the same time, everywhere in Kolo can see the endless brilliance of the horizon, which seems to symbolize the end of eternal darkness and the world will finally usher in dawn.

…

Holy Church.

The candles burned slowly, and the soft light illuminated the entire church. The reliefs painted on the walls seemed to be given life, and the moonlight shone in through the hollow windows.

An old man in a white robe knelt in front of the statue of the goddess, praying devoutly with his eyes closed, as if listening to the silent teachings in the dark, and the vast space was silent.

Joseph opened his eyes. Unlike his old appearance, there was no turbidity in his eyes.

He stood up and tapped his lower back.

“I’m getting old…”

Joseph sighed and walked towards the church door, passed through the neatly arranged seats, and stepped across the door engraved with the relief of the goddess’ creation.

“Your Holiness.”

Two young bishops stood on both sides of the door, bowing slightly to show respect.

The Holy Church is located on the top of the mountain, with rows of buildings extending from the center to the surroundings, so the view here is the broadest.

Joseph nodded and was about to say something when a ray of light came into his eyes. He raised his head in surprise and looked towards the distant sky – that is the direction of the Land of Chaos.

…

The Empire of Truth, the Imperial Capital.

The gauze-like fog surrounds the entire capital, and the dim ocean can be vaguely seen through the fog. The buildings in the city show a weird overlapping state, which absolutely does not conform to any common sense of spatial structure.

This magical capital is a holy place that countless mages dream of. Their lifelong dream is to receive an invitation to visit here, hoping to learn the vast knowledge.

Stewart sat on the throne, holding his chin, his eyes filled with countless mysterious runes, exuding a mysterious blue glow.

He is looking at his empire.

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