Battle of the Skyreach (VII)

Holy Mountain, the place where Dawn Believers gathered their faith, was called the Holy Mountain.

The Holy Mountain in the South was naturally nowhere near as majestic as the one that had once stood at the heart of the Norris Continent. The Church of Dawn had once ruled the entire world, but now The Church no longer even held complete control over the southern lands occupied by humanity.

Everything on the Holy Mountain was sacred white. Even the soil and dust bloomed with snow-white Holy Radiance.

Anything from this mountain would be worth an enormous fortune outside. Devout believers would be willing to give everything for a single stone from the Holy Mountain. In the eyes of ordinary believers, it was the residence of the gods. They were not even qualified to kneel and kiss its earth.

The Holy Mountain towered high, home to the most authoritative Dawn clergy in the world. Their existence was the incarnation of the Lord of Dawn in the mortal realm, and they held all authority over speech.

Bishops and Archbishops gathered here. With the Holy Mountain as their core, they controlled the faith of all human civilization, and faith helped them gain power above all living beings.

They were amiable and wore smiles whenever they met anyone. The kindness of the gods was embodied in these believers. Yet the higher one went, the more solemn these clergy became.

Inside the church at the summit of the Holy Mountain, beneath the more than ten-meter-long scarlet robes of several Cardinal Archbishops, bishops and Archbishops knelt devoutly before the Lord, praying for peace in the world.

Beneath the star-streaked sculpture of the Lord of Dawn, His Holiness the Pope looked down from his lofty throne upon all his devout followers.

"I never imagined that The Church would