Marquis Delos

The towering castle was magnificent, with rivers winding around it and a round stone tower standing every two hundred meters.

Shen Lin guessed they were for long-range defense.

Archers, perhaps...

Or mages?

This civilization, resembling the Western Middle Ages of his previous life, perhaps had a cultivation system entirely different from that of the Chaos Sea.

Having things like mages was perfectly normal.

These defenses might be able to stop rebellions among the common people and invasions by foreign enemies.

But to Shen Lin, they were completely useless.

He flew into the castle with ease, followed the central avenue all the way upward, and entered the central hall.

At first, he had assumed this was a reception hall where the castle's master received guests and displayed his majesty.

But when he stepped inside and saw the several statues that appeared sacred and imposing beneath the light of the colorful glazed windows surrounding the hall, he understood.

A church?

Shen Lin surveyed the arrangements around him and confirmed his guess.

Then he walked forward and examined the seven statues before him.

The milky-white stone carvings were lifelike. At the very center stood a middle-aged man wearing a hood, his expression filled with compassion for all living beings.

He held a book in his hands, while twelve pairs of wings grew from his back.

He was radiant and holy, making anyone who looked upon him instinctively want to bow and worship.

Of course, that applied only to ordinary people.

Shen Lin did not believe in any of this nonsense. He walked straight over and examined those highly familiar-looking wings.

It was not only the central statue. The other statues on either side also had wings growing from their backs.

They looked rather...

A little like the Sacred Feather Clan?

While he was