Chapter 919: Chapter 917: The First Angel Envoy Chapter 919: Chapter 917: The First Angel Envoy Fu Qian’s suggestion was flawless. Selana nodded without expressing any objections.
During their conversation, more than one passerby had walked past them, yet no one paid any attention to their startling appearance.
This essentially ant that they were invisible to these people, free to go wherever they wished without any hindrance.
With such an advantage, naturally, they aid straight for the heart of the matter.
Out of respect for the Ancestor, however, when Selana reached the grand doors of the church, she straightened herself up just like the believers coming and going.
“Their eyes look quite normal. Are you sure they are also from the Bloodline Clan?”
That’s when Fu Qian curiously surveyed their surroundings.
“I don’t know.”
Selana clearly understood Fu Qian’s implication. None of these people had blood-colored pupils, looking no different from ordinary humans; it indeed aroused so confusion.
“But there’s no mistake about the emblem.”
She looked up at the exquisitely decorated door, muttered under her breath, and then couldn’t wait to walk inside.
Inside the church, it seed that so large event was taking place. Everyone was silent and reverent, with only the ethereal lody echoing.
Walking through such a scene, although he was a materialist, Fu Qian still seed able to feel the power of faith spoken of in legends.
“There are no statues.”
However, in the next mont, Selana was staring ahead, sowhat startled.
Fu Qian followed her gaze, only to see a kindly old man in a black and red robe standing in front of the altar, the Holy Emblem clearly above his head.
Yet, looking around, there was indeed no trace of any statues.
“Judging from the structure, we should go up from there.”
Without elaborating further, Fu Qian pointed towards a corner of the hall.
“Mhm.”
Selana imdiately concurred and was the first to make a move.
That place led to the section of the building’s ruins they had explored before.
There should certainly be signs of the Ancestor there.
…
Locked?
But things always twist unexpectedly.
After trekking through the deserted corridors to their destination, Selana, who was in the lead, found the familiar passageway sealed with a red and black door.
A gentle push revealed that it was even locked from the inside.
This was definitely unexpected, and while their special state rendered them unobservable by others, they couldn’t just phase through walls like the legendary ghosts.
“Step aside.”
While Selana considered whether to force the door open, Fu Qian signaled for her to move aside.
Initially doubtful, upon seeing what Fu Qian held, Selana quietly stepped back.
And under her watchful eye, Fu Qian took just a few seconds to effortlessly unlock the way forward.
…
Selana seed at a loss for words over the versatility of her fellow investigator. Instead of comnting, she quietly opened the door just a crack.
In this unique ti and space, their senses were significantly dulled, almost indistinguishable from ordinary humans, so they couldn’t confirm what was behind the door in advance.
Once sure the corridor was empty, Selana gestured to Fu Qian, then closed the door behind them.
The scene before them was becoming increasingly familiar. Judging by the structure, they only needed to pass around the bend ahead to reach the room with the Ancestor’s statue.
Selana was extrely cautious, moving forward step by step, even if in theory she wouldn’t be discovered.
But the next mont, after she peeked around the corner, she froze.
As expected, there had been an unexpected developnt.
Fu Qian shook his head, followed suit, and confird the reason—still no statue.
Instead, there were two living people.
One of them, dressed in the familiar black and red robe, seed to be a Priest of sorts.
The other, garbed in a plain long dress, was kneeling down.
“Why is it like this…”
Under consecutive disappointnts, Selana couldn’t help but look back and mutter to herself.
Fu Qian didn’t rush to respond, instead contemplating the kneeling figure thoughtfully.
“Annalise, I truly believe that you are the chosen one.”
It was then that the standing figure spoke.
What!
At these words, Selana’s eyes almost instantly sharpened.
“How is that possible!”
A rather young female voice rang out as the kneeling figure lifted her head, her face a mixture of surprise and disbelief.
Of course, there was soone more astonished than her.
Selana, the Half-god of the Blood Clan searching for her kin, was now almost petrified.
Yes, the kneeling person not only had a classic na but also bore an all-too-familiar face.
Although there was no statue of Annalise in the room, Annalise herself was there.
“Herbert, are you testing my faith?”
Of course, at this mont, she sounded nothing like a commanding Progenitor of the Blood Clan, but rather like a young female believer in distress.
“How could I? When I first received this divine ssage, I was even more shocked than you.”
Herbert, the Priest, sighed deeply and helped Annalise stand up.
“But as of now, I am more and more convinced of this revelation.”
“You are the most devout and talented young person in the entire church, and haven’t you said that you’ve felt increasingly closer to the moon lately?”
“But that’s only as His child… I’ve never considered the possibility you ntioned.”
So it really is a church related to moon worship?
Does the scene before them imply that Annalise, hailed as the Progenitor of the Blood Clan, the symbol of the moon, was originally just an ordinary believer in moon worship?
Fu Qian quickly summarized the information acquired, and it was clear that Annalise was quite confused at the mont.
“I understand, but starting today, you will exist as His reincarnation.”
“We will look after you, serve you, until the mont you fully awaken.”
Watching Annalise’s face, Herbert spoke with utmost solemnity, and then even knelt before her.
“Of course, considering that it will take ti for everyone to accept, this information will remain confidential for now.”
“Mhm… But I’ve never heard of anything like this before!”
Annalise stared at Herbert, her emotions complex, unsure whether to help him up.
“Herbert… I am very confused.”
And then she sighed deeply, her choice of words sowhat peculiar.
…
“What’s wrong?”
Fu Qian also noticed that Selana had been visibly shaken since the beginning, giving her a curious glance.
“Herbert, that’s the na of the First Blood Race…”
After a mont of hesitation, she finally whispered.
“The Ancient Reminiscence is his gaze.”
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