Chapitre 94: The Devil Goes to Church

As he stepped inside the church, he was greeted by a warm, serene atmosphere.

Soft candlelight flickered along the walls, casting gentle shadows on the intricately carved wooden pews.

The air was filled with the faint scent of incense, and the polished stone floor reflected the colorful light streaming in from the stained-glass windows.

High above, the vaulted ceiling was adorned with delicate frescoes depicting scenes of peace and devotion.

The quiet stillness of the interior provided a stark, comforting contrast to the storm raging outside.

Slowly, Lucas walked towards the front row, looking around the church. 

'Certainly is beautiful... and looks like this entire place is blessed, huh,' he thought as he sat in the front row, his drenched clothes leaving a trail of water behind. 

Gazing ahead, he saw four faceless statues towering above him.

Each had a pair of angelic wings on their backs.