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I said, my voice breaking. "You're the bravest girl I've ever seen, Destiny. Your powers don't define who you are, but your kind, pure heart for justice. We can do this together, and I promise I'll be with you in this fight. Remember, you wanted to end this war, right? Let's do this," he smiled, holding my hand. "Lucifer has become more powerful than ever. His demons killed many of my people, and he's growing stronger. If it continues this way, nobody will be able to live for long," he added.

My legs however feel numb, I have never run like that in my entire life. I continue to lay in bed until I fall asleep once more. When I am awake, my mind recalls everything. I laughed at April when she said the two men were dragons, but now I feel like a fool. I shouldn't have laughed at her. Knowing what they are makes me more scared. What I can't understand is why Santino’s scales appeared like glass. In the shimmer of the sun, he glowed. This revelation makes me wonder why they need that stone if they are dragons. if I remember correctly, Santino called it a Dragon heart stone. What is that meant to mean?

but thankfully, the red was gone. I took a sigh of relief and straighten my back, wearing that black holy cassock over my shoulder and pure white collar around my neck; a symbol of my chastity from so many years, couldn't remember the exact date though...or year in my case. “ Father, the wolves have arrived"

“Hhhmmm… Young man, you really haven't understood the rules of the game in the Cultivator world. Spirit Tools have their own grade, this thing I'm about to give you can only trick cultivators at the Saint King realm early stage and below. While the guests who will stay in the Holy Light Sect are the lowest Saint King Peak Stage and on average are Saint Emperor Realm. Of course the spirit tools you wear can't fool them.” Mu Nian then added to Dong Fang's explanation that a Saint Emperor Cultivator was almost impossible to find in 4 star sects, if there was one, his position would definitely be the Patriarch. And, the possibility of Zhou Fu meeting the Sect Patriarch in person was quite small.

At the Light Saint Pack, inside Alpha Mikael’s mansion, at the conference room filled with designs of light spells and light runes. Alpha Mikael is having a discussion wth the Elders that represents his pack. Elder Pope Leon Stenvard, a man in his middle age yet carried a saintly light with a mellow yet vibrant temperament, yellow hair and golden eyes that reflected the holiness of a pope yet still a human. He has the power to ward of and purify higher evil beings that would dare to pollute the supernatural land.

Since ancient times, those who were crowned as the "saint" of something were all legendary figures. A few examples would be Corvinus, the Saint of Philosophy; Lucaros, the Saint of Wine; Eldric, the Saint of Poems; Zandros, the Saint of Medicine; Wynric, the Saint of Script; Garron, the Saint of War; and Phaedric, the Saint of the Sword. All of the saints above were legendary characters whose tales were passed down generation by generation. At the same time, they were the cream of the crop in their respective areas.

After our family went bankrupt under millions of dollars of debt, I risked my life to protect my little sister from the ruthless loan sharks. She, however, floated above the squalor—a saint who treated money like filth. I was beaten half to death trying to guard the last thousands of our savings. Once the money was secured, she handed every last dime to a pitiful distant uncle. I saved us from the goons with a smashed glass bottle, shielding her all the way to the police station. Instead of thanking me, she called me barbaric, insisting I should have sat them down for a civilized conversation. I toiled for months pulling three grueling shifts a day to settle our father’s debts, while she lou

They suggested to call Father Thompson, try to find help in town, whatever to keep me from going to the basement. “Had I paid attention to the rumors about you, I would’ve had the house exorcised a dozen times already,” I said softly. “Instead, I tried to reach out to you first, to see if you were good or bad by myself. And that’s how we got to meet and communicate, right? Well, now I wanna give the same chance to this thing.” “Chances to a demon?” They listened to my scavenger theory in complete silence. “If that thing were a real demon from hell, then Brandon Price is St. Michael’s incarnation. And we all know he’s not,” I said to end my exposition, and stood up. “So I’m going.”

Pardon me for my rudeness, I simply couldn’t stop staring at how much lovely you are, truly I understand now why his highness adores you hohoho> He adores you because of your worth as saint at least I can guaranty that, the feeling of wanting to posses that light is just so obsessive, the urge to swallow it in the darkness is barely controllable Thanks to my [Heresy magic] I can suppress that thirst for the light… what an addictive and charming ability… So Evil! So that’s the truth behind the saint’s powers, charming victims with light holy powers, turning others to drug addicts, I wonder if she really can be called saint… more like a charming demon in the shape of a human?

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