Grand Finals

The breeze was gentle, and the morning light faint.

Warm golden sunlight poured down, bringing a radiant glow.

The entirely columnar structure, with its dome and exterior clad in golden material, glittered brilliantly beneath the sun.

This was the brand-new Pope Palace—magnificent, splendid, and resplendent in gold.

The grand hall towered into the clouds, its dome piercing the heavens like a colossal pillar holding up the sky.

Its majestic architecture and imposing presence displayed nothing but solemnity and dignity.

Sunlight shone upon the windows of the Pope Palace, casting dazzling colors that made one feel as though one had entered a mythical world.

The interior of the Pope Palace was equally magnificent. Its enormous dome was engraved with the sacred Six-Winged Angel and all manner of intricate patterns, inspiring involuntary reverence.

Every corner of the hall was steeped in history and faith, making it impossible not to lose oneself in the atmosphere, as if one had entered a sacred and solemn realm.

Surrounding the Pope Palace stood many towering stone pillars, each carved with complex patterns and symbols that gave off a unique aura.

Of course, the most distinctive, most conspicuous, and most eye-catching feature was the enormous sculpture at the very front of the Pope Palace, seeming to merge with it as one.

The sculpture was naturally the symbol of Spirit Hall—or rather, the inherited Martial Soul of the Angel Family, the Qian Family, Spirit Hall's true rulers: the god-level Six-Winged Angel Statue.

The statue solemnly gazed upon every person who entered the Pope Palace, making it difficult to suppress the awe and respect rising from the depths of one's heart.

The entire Pope Palace was filled with a solemn aura, as though sacred energy permeated the air, making people instinctively feel a power and grace from heaven.

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