"Goddess above!"
"Silence everlasting!"
"Glory to the Moon God's Throne!"
Archbishop Stel raised his hands high, continuously bowing towards Tiya, showing a devoted yet fervent expression on his face.
At the same time, the first rays of sunlight pierced through the blood-red clouds, illuminating the entire Glostit, then fell upon the church's dome. The previously radiant sunlight ultimately transformed into silvery moonlight, pouring down and penetrating the statue of the Bright Moon Goddess at the center of the church.
"When moonlight pierces the holy icon, when lies become holy words, the real war has only just begun..."
Listening to countless believers outside the church chanting hymns, Bishop Stel held the damaged "Silent Holy Scripture" and got up to step forward.
Tiya's expression was calm and indifferent.
