"Was this the Divine Kingdom?" Xinuo opened his eyes to see a sky veiled in gold.
The golden hue made him feel waves of pressure.
Xinuo immediately sat up and found himself lying on the ground, beside a gravestone bearing his name in blurred lettering.
Everything made him even more certain that he had entered the Divine Kingdom after death.
With that thought in mind, Xinuo rose to his feet. He wanted to receive the grace of the gods.
According to The Church, the Divine Kingdom was brilliant and magnificent, with the gods dwelling at its center.
Around it stretched the vast and boundless territory of the Divine Kingdom.
Throughout that territory, the souls of all believers could enjoy eternal peace.
All kinds of divine attendants would surround them, offering them milk and honey.
Food was piled into mountains there, wine flowed into rivers, and all the women were virgins, free for them to enjoy.
In the eyes of believers, dying while fighting for the gods was not some final end or misfortune.
On the contrary, it was a "promotion."
Just like when Xinuo had been chosen to enter The Church and gained its favor.
His life had undergone earth-shaking changes, and his quality of life had improved by more than one level.
Entering the Divine Kingdom now would be the same.
His quality of life would improve enormously.
But that was what they deserved, and they would continue to believe in the gods and obey the gods' Precepts.
It was something natural and correct, something that conformed to the true principles of the universe.
Yet Xinuo soon realized that something was wrong.
What entered his sight was not a resplendent Divine Kingdom palace, but orderly clusters of courtyard houses.
Xinuo was puzzled. The design of those courtyards did not