Meow~
Night leaped out of Phil Gray's pocket, its pupils now reduced to vertical slits. It looked up at the dazzling city bathed in sunlight and let out a soft cry.
At this moment, the Holy Son's carriage stopped at the gate of the City of Light.
Looking at the city before him, Phil Gray felt an unprecedented shock. Compared to his Cult of Destiny, which was located in a remote corner of the Western Continent, the headquarters of the Cult of Dawn was far too luxurious.
The city is so vast that you can't see the edge. I don't know what kind of stone it's made of, but the walls and floors have a shimmering light that isn't glaring. Instead, it's beautiful and comfortable.
The city gate is a stone gate made of the same material, carved with many patterns and scenes, including scenes of believers kneeling and praying before the day prophet, and scenes of a knight of dawn in golden armor sweeping away the dead...
"Your Highness, please come with me."
Miss Melody smiled slightly and placed the sun brooch in the recessed area of the Dawn Knight painting on the stone gate.
It looks like a brooch has been placed on the knight.
Then the entire stone gate burst open, revealing the interior of the city to them.
The Dawn Knights guarding the gate bowed to them.
“Stand here,” Aubrey said calmly. He walked onto a circular stone platform by the door, and then, surrounded by golden light, he disappeared.
Melody followed closely behind and explained, "Your Highness, this is the teleportation platform of the City of Light. The magic circle in the middle leads directly to the city center, and the four sides lead to the city's southeast, northwest and southwest districts respectively."
Phil Gray then realized that a warm light enveloped his entire body, and when he opened his eyes again, he was in the center of the City of Light.
"Tsk tsk tsk, the cathedral of the Church of Dawn is actually in mid-air, what an interesting design." Eli's exclamation reached my ears.
Looking up, the circular cathedral, built in the air like a sun, is connected to the ground by an absurdly long staircase.
“Let’s go up. His Holiness the Pope is waiting for us in the church,” Aubrey said, glancing at Phil Gray and Eli, who both looked surprised, with a hint of mockery and provocation in his eyes.
He climbed the steps in a few steps, his figure flashing on the steps until he could only be seen as a small dot. He entered the church.
“Um, Miss Melody, I have a feeling that Elder Aubrey has some issues with me?” Phil Gray asked the Pope’s daughter with a smile.
Melody's clear blue eyes widened slightly for a moment, then she shook her head. "Elder Aubrey was my and Vincent's mentor. He's usually very kind. This time... maybe the things in Numas City are bothering him. Don't overthink it."
"Okay, I won't overthink it."
Phil Gray nodded slowly. Vincent's mentor? I see. He was the Holy Son, so Vincent was his competitor. It made sense that Vincent didn't give him a friendly look.
“Let’s go up. These steps look long, but it’s only a few steps. Look.” Melody lifted her skirt and went up the steps. Just like the elders before her, she flashed a few times and arrived at the church in the air.
It seems the design of these steps was done by the Eternal Church.
Aubrey was already standing at the entrance of the sky chapel. He watched as Melody came up, her clasped hands subtly flashing with golden light.
Then he looked down at the Holy Son and his entourage who were stepping onto the steps.
“Uncle Aubrey, you’re back! How did things go over there? And Miss Melody, you’re back too. Where’s the new Holy Son?” Suddenly, his nephew’s clear voice rang out behind him. Turning around, Vincent looked delighted, his handsome face adorned with dark circles under his eyes.
Aubrey patted him on the shoulder. "I'll explain these things to the Pope later. But what's wrong with you, looking like that?"
Vincent's face fell, and he said with some agitation, "I want to go out and help you! So many innocent people have died, and I want to save them. Even if I can't save them, I want to avenge them and fulfill my responsibility as a holy son! But my father and the other uncles won't let me go. They want me to hurry up and pray to God so that I can hear the next level of God's words as soon as possible..."
"Alright, everything's settled, don't worry," Aubrey reassured him.
The uncle and nephew were talking in mid-air, while Miss Melody, standing to the side, also fixed her gaze on Vincent, her beautiful blue eyes filled with affection.
No one noticed that the Holy Son had walked for a long time without reaching the church.
Phil Gray glanced up, somewhat puzzled. The two people ahead of him had only taken three or four steps to reach the top, but they themselves had only taken ten steps to reach exactly ten steps, still a very, very long way from the sky church.
"Why can they just move around and relocate, while we're stuck to the ground?" Eli stopped and looked at the steps beneath his feet. The steps had gray patterns on them, but otherwise they were no different from ordinary steps.
"Heh, I suspect someone wants to embarrass us." Phil Gray glanced up again and said somewhat dejectedly, feeling that it was highly likely that Aubrey had tampered with things. Of course, he couldn't rule out the possibility that there were still people in the Cult of Dawn who disliked him as their Holy Son.
“So, should we just walk up like this? Or stay where we are and wait for others to find us? It seems a bit embarrassing either way.” Eli squatted down and shrugged. “I would like to use a skill to have the undead carry us up, but this is the territory of Dawn, and it seems inappropriate to use the skills of the God of Death.”
As Phil Gray was pondering how to handle the situation, he felt the darkness beneath his robes leap out.
Meow~
"What's wrong? Are you hungry?" Phil Gray was about to take out some dried fish from his spatial storage when he saw the kitten, which was originally smaller than his head, grow to a huge size and then squat down in front of him.
"It's telling you to sit on it. What kind of breed is this little guy that it can grow so big?" Eli curiously tried to touch its smooth, satin-like fur, but was met with a fierce hiss from the night and could only pull his hand back.
“I’ll go up first and ask what’s going on.” Phil Gray sat on the back of the Night.
The night moved like a shadow, at an astonishing speed.
He couldn't even see the steps beneath his feet or the changing scenery around him; he could only feel as if he were in a pitch-black night sky, surrounded by twinkling stars, and in just a moment he arrived at the sky church.
Phil Gray jumped into the night, then waited for the night to shrink and stand on his shoulder.
They drew surprised glances from several people at the church entrance.
He asked coldly, "What's with these steps? Why did it only take you a few steps to get here, but it took us so long? Is this how you welcome your new Holy Son?"
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