The candle-offering process did not take long.
It even seemed somewhat monotonous and abbreviated.
There were no scriptures recited, no prayers, and certainly no lengthy rituals.
Ashia merely held the white candle in both hands, then reverently placed it into the candlestick.
In truth, Ashia was not as fanatical as Zong Shen had imagined.
Devotion and fanaticism were two different things.
Otherwise, the Church would not distinguish between ordinary believers and zealots.
Once the simple procedure was complete, Ashia returned to his side.
On the row of candlesticks not far away, the flames that had only recently been lit swayed gently.
No matter what, after building this church, Ashia appeared quite happy.
For a Holy Light Priest like her, it meant the territory now had a place where she could pray, unburden her heart, and seek blessings every day.
The completed Akaru Holy Light Church was enormous.
It could roughly be divided into three sections: front, middle, and rear.
The front mainly contained the statue of the Holy Light Sovereign, along with the small plaza.
The middle was the church's main structure, a very traditional spired church.
Its highest point stood roughly twenty to thirty meters above the ground.
The interior hall had a relatively high ceiling and was used for prayers and gatherings.
There was also a rear courtyard, where the holy water pool Zong Shen cared more about was located.
It was worth mentioning that the three sections each had different information.
This proved that they were not a completely unified whole.
There were still distinctions in their specific ownership.
Zong Shen first turned his gaze toward the restored statue of the Holy Light Sovereign.
This statue stood a full hundred meters tall, equivalent to a normal thirty-story building.
The pedestal alone was over thirty meters high.
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