Saintess

The extraordinarily dense power of faith in the Hall of Holy Favor nearly made Chen Rui lose control. A single stealthy bite here would yield more than one or two days in an ordinary city.

However, this was inside a domain realm. Though the power of this realm seemed weaker than those Chen Rui had encountered before—the realms of the Octopus Emperor, the Mirage Demon, the Lich King, and others—it appeared to belong to someone who had only recently attained realm transformation. But a realm was still a realm. With Chen Rui's current strength, he was no match for it. Besides, this was not the time to reveal his true power.

Chen Rui suppressed the thought and continued forward. Yet the closer he came to the enormous angel statue, the more something felt wrong. The power of faith surrounding the statue was not emitted by it. On the contrary, the statue faintly radiated a peculiar devouring force, slowly absorbing that power of faith.

Because the rate of absorption was not fast, and because power of faith surged forth endlessly from some unknown source, the statue remained wrapped in an extraordinarily dense concentration of faith, like an invisible silkworm cocoon.

Doubt rose in Chen Rui's heart. By now, they had finished climbing the stone steps, and a vast plaza lay ahead. Its ground was smoothly paved with clean, square slabs of stone, and the giant angel statue stood in the center. The sculpture possessed heroic features and a solemn expression. Its right hand gripped a longsword, its left held a shield, and twelve wings spread from its back. A faint sacred aura emanated from its entire body, stirring an instinctive urge to worship.

But because he had detected the anomaly in the power of faith, this seemingly sacred aura felt profoundly