Chapitre 870: 452 Southern Dipper Shadow Moon Fist (4800) (An additional update for the alliance leader as I perform my duties, sorry, a bit late)

North Gate of the Cathedral, upon the grey-white limestone Plaza.

The Battle here was the most brutal, particularly for the dark creatures. In the other three areas, no matter what, there was at least one Disaster Spirit Level Dark Creature leading the charge. However, at the North Gate, there seemed to be a lack of such elite masters.

In the center of the rocky Plaza stood a silent Sculpture cloaked in a cloak. It towered at seven or eight meters tall, the folds of its garment carved with intricate and lifelike detail. The hands hung down, head slightly bowed, and around its neck hung a crucifix. This was one of the legendary Silent Ones of The Church, said to be one of the Holy Spirits.

It symbolized the divine, the pure, the immaculate.

Yet, vast expanses of dark red blood stained this purity. The thick blood flowed through the folds of the cloak, making a corrosive hissing sound. On the Sculpture's Shoulders, were bits of rotten flesh, like intestines.