บท 198: A Beautiful Girl

Kant led James and all the soldiers forward with quick steps.

They walked along the road towards the giant statue. The statue was hundreds of meters tall, walking along the road guarded by the small stone statues on both sides of the road, they could feel their own insignificance when they reached the foot of the statue, as well as the grandeur of this giant statue.

Looking up from the bottom, the supreme power of a god directly impacted the depths of their minds.

If their minds weren't firm, they would have already knelt in front of the shining golden statue.

Just like on the stair in front of Kant, the small statues kneeling on the stair lowered their heads and half-knelt respectfully, not even daring to raise their heads.

They were all carved into a completely loyal appearance.

"Lord Kant, perhaps what I feel is wrong."